C4 Meeting His Stepmother Again

After that, Gu Yifan finally enjoyed a period of calm. However, she couldn't pinpoint when it started, but suddenly, many well-known hosts at the company began resigning one after another. When she asked them why, they were evasive. The company was suddenly facing a major crisis, with profits declining and the stock price starting to fall.

It dawned on Gu Yifan that this was all orchestrated, and the only person capable of such a move was Hsu Moyan.

Determined to confront him, Gu Yifan headed to Hsu's company that afternoon. Without an appointment, she wasn't allowed in, so she had to wait in the lobby for Moyan to come down.

Instead of Moyan, an unexpected visitor arrived. Seeing the woman, Gu Yifan stood up, her whole body tensing in alert.

It was Lee Xue. She wore a cheongsam with a deep purple shawl, her makeup was flawless, adorned with gold and silver, exuding an air of opulence. But all these things were merely stolen.

Gu Yifan clenched her fists, glaring at the woman.

Lee Xue quickly noticed her gaze, and her smile vanished, replaced by a cold expression. She walked over in her high heels, arms crossed, looking at Yifan with disdain, as if she were staring at a puddle of mud. "You little brat, what are you doing here? Looks like the lesson your dad gave you last time wasn't enough."

Yifan sneered, glaring at the woman in front of her. The humiliation she'd endured over the years all stemmed from people like her. "Why can't I be here if you can? This isn't your territory. Or has Hsu's suddenly become yours? If so, you've really got some nerve—stealing from my mother and now trying to take from others."

Lee Xue's face changed. "What nonsense are you spouting? Ungrateful brat! Your father raised you, and yet you constantly oppose us, even causing my child's death! You're nothing but a traitor." Remembering how her son never got to be born, Lee Xue's hatred for Yifan deepened. Her sharp voice quickly drew the attention of many in the company.

The lobby manager approached, clearly recognizing Lee Xue. After glancing at Yifan, she respectfully addressed Lee Xue, "Mrs. Lee, is there anything I can assist you with?"

"Is she one of your employees? How can you let just anyone in here? Get her out, now!" Lee Xue didn't want to see Yifan for another second.

Yifan looked at her, finding her words laughable. "Ungrateful traitor? Those words suit you better. You steal from others and then pretend to be the good guy. Doesn't your conscience ever bother you?"

"Yifan, you've really crossed the line this time! Just wait until I teach you a lesson on behalf of your father!" Lee Xue exclaimed, disregarding the setting as she moved in to grab Yifan like she used to.

Yifan caught her hand and pushed her away, but Lee Xue, ignoring any semblance of composure, lunged forward, trying to pull her hair. Yifan stepped back, her eyes cold with a mocking smile. "What a shrew," she thought. Even after years of living as a lady, Lee Xue couldn't change her true nature.

Lee Xue was strong, and both women were in high heels. Unable to dodge in time, Yifan was knocked to the ground, and they ended up tangled together.

The manager standing nearby looked troubled, trying to mediate with words but too afraid to intervene. After all, Yifan was from a powerful family, and crossing her could easily cost him his job.

A crowd had gathered, and even though Yifan couldn't see them, she could feel their judgmental stares. She bit her lip hard, eyes fixed on the floor, enduring the humiliation while inwardly cursing herself for not being stronger yet.

"What are you doing?" A man's stern voice suddenly echoed through the hall. Yifan immediately recognized it as Moyan's. Her heart sank as she closed her eyes, thinking, "Of course, it had to be now. Fate really has a way of mocking me."

Hsu Moyan glanced at the disheveled figure on the floor, his expression sharp as he turned to the manager. "What are you waiting for? Separate them!"

The manager quickly moved to pull the two women apart. Lee Xue, now calmer, avoided Moyan's gaze, her head lowered in embarrassment. After all, this was happening in his company.

Gu Yifan remained seated on the floor, her hair a mess, her eyes distant. Her clenched fists trembled slightly from the strain, giving her a tragic beauty. For some reason, Moyan felt a stir of emotion.

He looked at Lee Xue, who stood beside the manager, and asked coolly, "Mrs. Gu, can you explain what exactly happened here?"

Lee Xue's eyes flickered, her hair still in disarray, as she forced a smile. "I acted impulsively. I apologize for causing a disturbance at your company today." The lipstick she wore had smeared across her face.

"Mrs. Gu, if this is a personal matter, please handle it privately at home. Such incidents here aren't good for the company or for you," Moyan said, showing no leniency despite her being his future mother-in-law.

Lee Xue's face flushed with realization of her inappropriate behavior. She straightened her clothes and glanced at Yifan on the floor. "I'm sorry, Moyan, for causing trouble. Since I've delivered what I came for, I'll take my leave." She offered an awkward smile before hurrying out.

Hsu Moyan shifted his gaze to the woman on the ground. Today, she wore a spaghetti strap dress, adding a touch of serenity to her demeanor, but one of the straps had been torn by Lee Xue. Standing beside her, he asked, "So, Miss Gu, what brings you here?"

With one hand in his trouser pocket, he watched coldly.

Suddenly, Yifan reached out and grabbed his pant leg, using her other hand to hold her dress in place. At that moment, she felt her dignity slipping away, a mix of vulnerability and helplessness as she clung to his clothing, silently pleading for his help.

After standing still for a few seconds, he unexpectedly bent down and picked her up.

"Director Hsu!" His secretary, who had been following Moyan, hurried after him as he headed toward the door. "You have a meeting in ten minutes."

Moyan replied with a stern expression, "Reschedule it for the afternoon." Without looking back, he carried Yifan out, leaving the office staff exchanging bewildered glances, unsure of who this unexpected woman was.

Moyan took her straight to the parking lot, opened the car door, and, not particularly gently, placed her in the back seat before starting the car.