Chapter 69: As for the Crown Prince's looks and stature, we certainly aren't losing out

Feng Yuping replied briskly, “Of course, that contract will be voided. We’ll sign a new five-year advertising agreement, and I’ll increase the advertising fee by five percent. Naturally, all the commission and benefits originally meant for Xiaoyou will go to her.”

Tang Fei had not expected Mrs. Yan to be so easy to negotiate with.

He immediately agreed, “Very well, I’ll follow your wishes, Mrs. Yan.”

Feng Yuping continued, “However, I have one more condition.”

“Please, Mrs. Yan, go ahead,” Tang Fei said.

Feng Yuping swept a cold gaze over Xia Ling’s pale face. “Fire that little wretch. We don’t want Xiaoyou to have to see her face every day and feel sick.”

The people nearby began to whisper among themselves.

“So Xia Ling really did climb up as the mistress, stealing Jiang Ci You’s childhood sweetheart. I always thought Yan Feng looked at Jiang Ci You strangely—they seemed so familiar. Turns out they were lovers before.”

“Didn’t you hear what Mrs. Yan said? At yesterday’s birthday party, Xia Ling faked a fall to frame Sister Jiang and push someone, even used her unborn child. How vicious!”

“I never thought Xia Ling was that kind of person. But even if she’s carrying the Yan family’s child, so what? The Yan family won’t acknowledge it.”

Xia Ling stood off to the side, her eyes red.

“Aunt Feng, you can’t treat me like this,” she pleaded, her shoulders trembling.

She couldn’t afford to lose this job.

Although Yan Feng had now taken over as the company’s general manager, he didn’t have much money. The ninety-eight thousand spent last time at Taigu House for Japanese food was charged to the company account. In the end, Yan Haifeng found out and was furious, requiring Yan Feng to report every company expense from then on.

Although the Yan Group was a large conglomerate, the Yan family restricted Yan Feng’s high spending to pressure him into breaking up with her. All his cards were frozen, and he was only given a manager’s salary—just a few tens of thousands a month.

Yan Feng liked to drink and socialize with old friends, and that salary was gone quickly. All her expenses lately had come from her own wages.

But Feng Yuping ignored Xia Ling and turned to Tang Fei, “Director Tang, having someone so morally bankrupt as a host is hardly good for the television station’s reputation, is it?”

Tang Fei hurried to agree, “Mrs. Yan, you’re absolutely right. Money isn’t important. Our station has always put reputation first.”

Tang Fei then walked up to Xia Ling and wiped his small mustache.

“Xia Ling, you’re a top graduate from Columbia. Our station is a small temple, and we can’t house a Buddha like you. Please submit your resignation to HR so everyone can keep their dignity.”

Xia Ling bit her lip, her fingers clenched so tightly her nails dug into her flesh.

“Go on, working with someone like that is bad luck.”

“No wonder she gets along so well with Vivian—they’re birds of a feather.”

“Still waiting to be fired? Mistresses really are shameless.”

Xia Ling knew there was no turning back now.

She didn’t want to stay any longer and be the subject of people’s gossip, so she went straight to the HR department.

After Xia Ling left, Feng Yuping took Jiang Ci You’s hand and led her to the corridor.

Jiang Ci You suddenly spoke, “I’m sorry, Mom.”

Feng Yuping was surprised. “Silly child, why are you apologizing all of a sudden?”

Jiang Ci You explained, “Last night, I specifically asked Mrs. Yao not to call you.”

Last night, Mrs. Yao had also moved from the eighty-seventh to the eighty-eighth floor. She came over to chat with Jiang Ci You, and Jiang Ci You asked her not to tell Mrs. Yan about today’s matters.

Mrs. Yao was shrewd; she knew exactly what was implied. As soon as she got home, she exaggerated the events of the evening to Mrs. Yan for half the night.

Jiang Ci You knew, given Feng Yuping’s temperament, that once she learned of all this, she would storm the television station in the morning.

So everything that happened today was within her expectations.

Having been framed by Xia Ling yesterday, she was bound to settle accounts later. She had simply made use of Feng Yuping.

Hence, her apology.

Feng Yuping, hearing this, was not angry at all. In fact, her eyes brimmed with affection. “Standing up for you is what I ought to do. There’s just one thing—you shouldn’t have had Mrs. Yao tell me. If you’d called me yourself last night, I would have gone over right away. I’d have stripped that vixen in public and broken that ungrateful son’s leg to vent your anger. You’d never have suffered so much.”

Jiang Ci You’s tears nearly fell.

She threw her arms around Feng Yuping. “Thank you, Mom.”

Feng Yuping embraced her too, letting out a sigh.

“It’s that brat Feng who doesn’t deserve you, who let you down. Now he’s still stubborn and won’t wake up. I can’t ask you to forgive him anymore. So, from now on, I’ll treat you as my own daughter. You’ll keep calling me Mom, and I’ll think of myself as having two daughters—Jiang Ci You and A Yin. We’ll still be a happy family together.”

Jiang Ci You nestled in Feng Yuping’s arms, acting spoiled. “Mom, you’ll always be my Mom.”

Feng Yuping looked thoroughly content.

Suddenly, a thought struck her. “Are you really seeing the heir of the Bo family?”

At this, Jiang Ci You looked a little embarrassed.

But in the end, she simply nodded.

Feng Yuping nodded as well. “You should date more. You wasted too much time on that brat Feng. Even if nothing comes of it, just for the prince’s looks and bearing, you’re not losing out.”

Jiang Ci You nearly choked on her own saliva, coughing a few times.

Feng Yuping didn’t seem to mind. “Girls shouldn’t be too conservative—date a few times, and you’ll soon spot the scoundrels.”

The standards for a daughter versus a daughter-in-law were certainly different.

When Jiang Ci You was her daughter-in-law, she didn’t want her son to be cuckolded. But now, Jiang Ci You was her daughter, so naturally she only wanted her happiness.

Feng Yuping also knew that the romance between Jiang Ci You and Bo Jin Xiu was unlikely to end in marriage. Though they were well-off, the Bo family was a difficult match to climb.

“I understand, Mom.”

Feng Yuping seemed to remember something else. “There’s good news to share—the Paradise Resort project was won by Haifeng Construction.”

Jiang Ci You was surprised. “That’s certainly wonderful news.”

Feng Yuping said, “We have the prince to thank for that. He chose Haifeng Construction, the weakest competitor, out of three companies. But now, it seems he did it for your sake.”

Jiang Ci You replied, “I really wasn’t aware. Haifeng has always prioritized quality. I think that must be what attracted him.”

Feng Yuping nodded. “Whatever the reason, we should thank him properly. Now that he’s your boyfriend, why don’t you bring him home for dinner tonight? We’ll express our gratitude.”

Jiang Ci You agreed.