Fated to My Billionaire Husband

“They always send the photos anonymously to the magazines, so we can’t find out who did it for now.”

Ruan Tianling tossed the magazine aside, a cold smile graced his lips.

“Whether it’s intentional or just to get by, we must find out who it was. If someone dares to secretly take photos of me, they should be prepared to pay the price!”

Dongfang Yu arched an eyebrow and smiled, “Don’t worry, I will find out about this soon.”

“Hmm.” Ruan Tianling nodded his head, and suddenly asked, “What’s the situation with Bi Shichang?”

“That old guy is living a pitiful life now. His wife took their daughter and divorced him, they left the country. Now he’s penniless and powerless, renting a tiny apartment, spending his days drunk and cursing. He doesn’t even know it was you who was pulling the strings behind the scenes, Tianling, why are you so guarded against him?”

Ruan Tianling stroked his chin while squinting his sharp eyes, “The mysterious person who bought the Luo Family, I feel like they are specifically targeting me. If they harbor any plots, Bi Shichang could become a small pawn in their game.”

Dongfang Yu nodded in agreement, “You are always so thorough. I will have someone keep an eye on him. If he makes any moves in the near future, it would indeed confirm that someone is looking to target you.”

A contemplative look flashed through Ruan Tianling’s eyes as his fingers lightly drummed on his office desk. Knowing he was deep in thought, Dongfang Yu did not disturb him and quietly left the room.

The night was quiet.

In the dimly lit, old alley, a pudgy middle-aged man stumbled towards his home, clutching a bottle of booze.

In the short distance of a dozen meters, he drained half a bottle of alcohol.

After casually discarding the bottle, he took out his keys to open the door, belched loudly, and moved towards the worn-down sofa in the dim light without bothering to turn on the lights.

Barely having slouched onto the sofa, before he could even close his eyes, he suddenly sat up in shock.

“Who’s there!” he exclaimed in terror, staring at a shadow in front of him, his intoxication fading-

In the darkness, a tall, vague figure sat in the corner. One leg was crossed over the other, a black British-style hat on his head, hands folded on his knees.

“Bi Shichang, is that you?” the figure asked in a low voice.

“Who are you?”

“Don’t be scared, I mean no harm.” The man said, handing over a folder, “Want to know why you went bankrupt and lost everything? Have a look at this.”

Bi Shichang hesitated for a moment, picked up the documents from the ground, and under the faint outside light, read the contents clearly.

His face instantly paled, his hefty fingers gripping the paper tightly, teeth clenched with a grating sound!

“Is this true?” he asked the shadowy figure across.

The figure rose up, in the darkness, his lips curling up in a faint, cold smile.

“Whether it’s true or not, you decide. Also, you’re being watched. Be careful if you’re planning something behind the scenes.” After finishing his statement, the man opened the door and vanished from the room as quickly as a ghost.

Bi Shichang remained stunned, unable to react. When he recovered, there was no sign of the man.

If it weren’t for the paper he was holding, he would have thought that everything was just an illusion…

As asked by Ruan Tianling, Jian Yufei delivered lunch to him every day.

Ruan Anguo couldn’t wish for more than for her to visit daily. His greatest wish was to see the young couple deeply in love, spending a harmonious lifetime together.

So he strongly encouraged her to deliver meals..