An extended version of a Lesley, guarded by four other cars.
The car's black paintwork, under the reflection of the morning sun, emitted a brilliant shine comparable to diamonds.
The car window slowly rolled down to reveal the stern face of a middle-aged woman.
Her gaze was dignified and piercing, carrying the authoritative pressure of someone long accustomed to being at the top.
The interior of the woman's stretched Rolls-Royce was extremely spacious, with a small mahogany tea table fixed in the center.
Opposite the woman sat a man with the appearance of a pretty boy, with a handsome and delicate face.
This man was none other than Liu Dongliang.
Liu Dongliang sat uneasily in his seat, slightly hunched over.
His buttocks occupied only a third of the chair.
"Dong Liang, I want to confirm again."
"You mean to say that last night, Jiayi was staying in the Town Government Office."
"Was that man... there too?"
The woman looked out of the car window at the barren and desolate countryside, not turning her head.
Her voice was so cold it seemed to drop icicles.
Liu Dongliang shivered and nodded affirmatively.
"Auntie, last night when I left, I insisted that Jiayi come back with me to the Jiuan County Government Guest House, but Jiayi..."
He intentionally paused there.
This way of speaking, as if to say more and yet stopping short, gave the woman even worse connotations.
The woman's face grew even more somber.
She snorted coldly. "Liang Jiayi has quite the nerve, hmph!"
Liu Dongliang sighed.
"Auntie, Jiayi is well taught, and I believe she can maintain her boundaries."
"But Yang Fei, that little rascal, is a different story..."
"Alas, these lower-class people are so desperate to climb up, they will stoop to anything."
"When it comes to manipulating emotions, how could Jiayi be a match for such people?"
Slap!
The woman slammed her palm on the table, gnashing her teeth in anger.
"This time, I must take Jiayi back."
"By the way, Dong Liang, I need to ask another favor of you."
"Please, through your uncle, apply for a long leave for Jiayi with the organization."
"Yes, say that her health isn't great and she needs to go back to the Capital City for recuperation."
Liu Dongliang's mouth corners, without revealing a trace, curled into a smug smile.
"Okay, Auntie, leave this matter to me."
The woman slowly turned around, her gaze like cold lightning as it swept across Liu Dongliang's face.
She sighed, "Dong Liang, I was not very satisfied with you at first."
"However, through this incident, it can be seen that you are a good kid, worthy of Jiayi's lifelong trust."
"Young man, you should look further into the future, your path has just begun."
Upon hearing this, Liu Dongliang was ecstatic.
After graduating from university, Liu Dongliang had been a junior official in a city in a neighboring province.
The resources of the Liu Family were not enough to support his further progress, which is why he turned his sights on Liang Jiayi.
As long as he got married to Liang Jiayi and leaned on the Liang Family, a mighty tree,
Liu Dongliang believed that he would undoubtedly rise to great success.
And now, Jiayi's mother, Yang Yurong, had made her intentions clear.
To Liu Dongliang, this was like a mountain of gold falling from the sky.
He clenched his fist.
As long as he removed the minor obstacle that was Yang Fei, a bright future was no myth for Liu Dongliang.
Liu Dongliang's heart surged with excitement, but his face showed no emotion.
He nodded to Yang Yurong with respectful assurance.
"Yes, I will heed Auntie's instructions."
Yang Yurong saw his composure and grew fonder of him.
As they spoke, the car continued to race forward.
Now, they could already see the low-lying civilian houses of Great Desert Ancient Town.
The convoy ahead reported to Yang Yurong through the intercom.
"Madam, we've arrived at Great Desert Ancient Town, should we enter the town with our cars?"
Yang Yurong contemplated for a moment before speaking faintly, "No need."
"We need to consider the impact, just send someone to call Jiayi out," she said.
Four Maybach SUVs, escorting Yang Yurong's Rolls-Royce, came to a stop.
Out of the SUVs poured a dozen men in suits and ties.
As soon as these men got out of the cars, they split into four groups and quickly secured the perimeter, standing guard.
They had fierce expressions and moved swiftly and methodically.
Two staffers, a man and a woman, had set up a makeshift tent in the pine forest beside the road.
They opened a large parasol, set up a table, and laid out some beverages.
Once this was done, an elderly man with graying hair finally bowed and approached the window of the Rolls-Royce, inviting Yang Yurong to get out and rest.
Yang Yurong gave the last Maybach a glance.
There was a new respect in her eyes.
"Has Gong Zhenren alighted from the car?"
The old man shook his head.
"Apei is accompanying Gong Zhenren; they haven't gotten out of the car," he said.
Yang Yurong let out a long sigh.
"Gong Zhenren doesn't like the commotion, so don't bother him," she instructed.
With that, she opened the car door and extended a hand.
The old man assisted her, and they walked towards the parasol together.
Just then, someone appeared in the distance on the dirt road on the other side.
As they drew nearer, it became apparent that it was a couple.
The boy was carrying the girl in a princess hold, and the girl shyly nestled in his arms, looking very intimate and sweet.
Yang Yurong smiled faintly, her gaze unconsciously sweeping over the girl.
At that glance, Yang Yurong felt as if struck by lightning, her mind going blank.
She saw very clearly.
The girl cuddled sweetly in the man's arms wasn't someone else; it was her own beloved daughter, Liang Jiayi.
Her body was covered with messy hay and pine needles, her complexion slightly haggard but with a happy blush on her face.
Most shocking was the large palm print on Liang Jiayi's left waist, clearly the touch of a man.
At that moment, the man was saying something to Liang Jiayi.
Liang Jiayi laughed girlishly in his arms, a gege of delicate amusement.
She playfully punched the man's chest with her small fist.
The man was incredibly handsome, with features that had a strong sense of dimension.
However, the mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth made Yang Yurong very uncomfortable.
Seeing this scene, Yang Yurong felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of her heart, making her hair stand on end with rage.
A high-class lady, the esteemed Miss of the Liang Family, had spent the night with a random man outdoors, making herself look so disgraceful.
Yang Yurong wished a thunderbolt would strike from the heavens immediately and reduce Liang Jiayi to ashes.
At that very moment, not only Yang Yurong saw Yang Fei and Liang Jiayi.
All the others saw the scene as well.
Everyone's eyes were wide open.
Liu Dongliang felt both sour and bitter in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a cold, mocking laugh.
Yang Yurong looked as if she was about to breathe fire from her eyes.
She shook all over with anger, and it took all her Energy to control her emotions.
She turned her head and said coldly, "Please bring the Miss here."
The old butler anxiously approached Liang Jiayi.
Almost at the same time, Liang Jiayi also saw her mother, standing erect outside the parasol.
A panic flared in her heart, and she quickly struggled out of Yang Fei's arms.
However, as she landed, Liang Jiayi cried out in pain, nearly tumbling over.
Her ankle was twisted and she couldn't put any weight on it; the pain was excruciating.
Yang Fei also noticed the hostility from the woman across from him.
But he seemed completely indifferent, once again cradling Liang Jiayi in his arms.
He even pat her back discontentedly.
"Don't move, wife Jiayi, do you want to be crippled?" he chided.
Liang Jiayi's heart nearly leaped out of her chest with fright.
"Yang Fei, this is bad, my mom is here," she whispered urgently.
"What, that fierce-looking old lady is your mom?"
This threw Yang Fei for a loop.
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