Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 224: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Aloof Buddha Dotes on His Wife 24

In her previous life, the original host had done nothing but love Jiang Beiyu deeply, yet she met with such a tragic end.

And there was Bai Yueyou, who might think that her life couldn’t get any worse than it was now.

But in Su Zhiruan’s plan, this was just the beginning.

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Next, she was going to return everything as it was, and even more so, with increased intensity!

In the original storyline, Bai Yueyou threw her newly born second daughter, still in swaddling clothes, from the 23rd floor, causing the baby to smash into a bloody pulp and then framed the original host, which infuriated Jiang Beiyu to the extreme, and also caused an uproar on the internet. The original host’s reputation was almost as bad as a street rat’s, with everyone clamoring against her.

But no matter how she explained it, in the end, not a single person was willing to believe her.

Su Zhiruan lowered her head and took a quiet sip of coffee.

This time, she would let Bai Yueyou experience that feeling for herself.

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In the afternoon, after completing the necessary procedures, Jiang Beiyu was discharged from the hospital.

He looked at Su Zhiruan by his side, "Ruanruan, let’s set off now, let’s first go to apologize to Uncle and Auntie Su and see if they’ll forgive my mistakes."

"Alright, I will be with you all the way," Su Zhiruan raised her head to look at him and nodded deeply.

Forgiveness, of course, was out of the question.

After all, she had long prepared the script for this play, and its name was "Let’s Us Invite the Guest into the Jar."

"Then let’s head to Fujin Water Pavilion first. You don’t have to speak kindly for me; I will definitely win Uncle and Auntie Su’s approval on my own," Jiang Beiyu said, but in his heart, he thought that given Su Zhiruan’s love-struck brain, she would definitely be unable to resist speaking up for him.

Su Zhiruan nearly laughed out loud in her heart, but she just nodded in response.

Fujin Water Pavilion wasn’t far, and they soon arrived.

When it was time to get out of the car, Su Zhiruan suddenly spoke up, "Brother Beiyu, how about I go in first? Even though you want to earn their approval through your own efforts, I’m still worried about mom and dad. I’ll go and work on their mindset first; otherwise, if we get out of the car at the same time and are seen, they will definitely be even angrier."

"Yes, yes, yes," convinced in his heart that Su Zhiruan was just love-struck and that everything she did showed her deep love for him, Jiang Beiyu took her words for granted, "Then you go quickly. With you by Uncle and Auntie’s side, their anger might subside a bit."

Su Zhiruan nodded, and as she opened the car door, she yawned.

If Jiang Beiyu wanted to ask for forgiveness with a whip, he should show some sincerity. As for her, it was better to go home and get a good sleep first.

So, she got out of the car, unlocked the front gate with the passcode, and leisurely strolled back home to sleep.

When she entered the house, she saw Father and Mother Su sitting on the sofa drinking tea. As she changed her shoes, she greeted them, "Mom, Dad, I’m here."

"Where’s that wretched thing?" Father Su snorted coldly; the "wretched thing" he referred to was Jiang Beiyu.

Since learning about the situation last night, in his heart, Jiang Beiyu’s score had already dropped into the negatives.

Su’s mother, being a woman, held extreme disdain for a man like Jiang Beiyu. She furrowed her brows tightly, only loosening them slightly at the sight of Su Zhiruan entering, but she still cautioned, "Ruanruan, you’re not going to go soft-hearted on him again, are you?"

"Don’t worry, Mom and Dad, there won’t be a third time after the first and second, I’ll treat them exactly as they treated me. Your precious daughter has inherited from both of you and definitely won’t be kind-hearted or soft-handed," Su Zhiruan proclaimed brazenly as she slung an arm around each of their necks.

Soon, Jiang Beiyu’s voice came from outside. His voice was loud, drawing the attention of many people around him.

Su Zhiruan knew that the wastrel young master from the Song Family across from the Su Family loved to gossip and was particularly fond of live streaming scandals.

Faced with such a juicy piece of news, he naturally wouldn’t forget to live stream it. Su Zhiruan took a good-looking teacup from the tea room, sat down, and began to watch the live stream while drinking her tea.

"Uncle Su—Auntie Su—your son-in-law is here today to ask for forgiveness. I was foolish before, deceived by others, letting both of you down. I kneel here not seeking pardon but hoping that you can allow Ruanruan to marry me again, this time, I will treat her well for the rest of my life!"

The Su Family’s front door had surveillance, and everything was being projected onto the TV at home.

Upon seeing him, both Su’s father and mother furrowed their brows deeply, looking at him as though he were garbage.

But Su Zhiruan’s focus wasn’t there; she began to observe her surroundings.

Perhaps the timing wasn’t right, and very few people were passing by.

"Ruanruan, you must have your reasons for doing this. You have him here begging us for forgiveness, what are you planning to do?" Su’s father shifted his gaze away from Jiang Beiyu on the monitor and turned to look at Su Zhiruan, his eyes revealing a look of admiration.

"Nothing much, I’m only providing him with a possibility," she found a contact on her phone, smiling broadly as she made a call, then replied to her father, "Just kneeling there without an audience would be a waste of his efforts, wouldn’t it? Why not find a few more spectators for him? Jiang Beiyu has always loved to maintain a facade in front of others, so today, let’s give him a chance to earn some sympathy and put on a good show."

The moment their precious daughter spoke, both long-time businessmen, Su’s father and Su’s mother, exchanged a glance and clearly saw the surprise and admiration in each other’s eyes.

Using public opinion, she planned to blow this matter up.

The Su Family and Su Zhiruan were innocent, having done nothing more than indulged in love. Jiang Beiyu, of humble origins, sought to marry their wealthy and only daughter, while Bai Yueyou, knowing full well they were engaged, still tried to intervene. Only Jiang Beiyu and Bai Yueyou were immersed and trapped in the scandal from beginning to end.

Su Zhiruan now wanted to escalate the situation. Online, just viewing this one-sided scene, instinctively one might think it was a rich person humiliating a poor person, making him kneel in public. When the uproar was at its peak, a reversal would come, and public sentiment would shift immediately.

Originally, Su’s father and mother felt that Su Zhiruan had been spoiled a little too much, getting whatever she wanted, treated like a princess and pampered by the entire family from childhood. With only this one daughter, they were reluctant to let her mingle in the corporate world with those old foxes, so they thought to find a suitable son-in-law to take care of her, to take over the company.

When their daughter was love-struck, the elders also scrutinized Jiang Beiyu’s character, which only made them more anxious.

But they didn’t know when it started, their precious princess, who used to be pampered in an ivory tower, was now not lacking in cunning, tactics, or schemes, not even falling short compared to them.

This realization made Su’s father and mother consider another idea while exchanging glances—

Rather than finding a strange man to protect Su Zhiruan, why not train her and then hand over the company to her?

On the other end, Su Zhiruan, holding the phone, called the debauched young master of the Song Family across the street.

"Hello?" It took a long time for the other side to pick up. As soon as they connected, a hoarse and sullen voice came through, sounding quite aggrieved, "Su Zhiruan, what do you want by calling me?"

"There’s something," she paused, a hint of suspicion arising in her heart, "you’re not still sleeping, are you?!"