Zhu Yaya clutched her canvas bag, a look of hesitation on her face. Through the layer of fabric, she could feel the outline of a fruit container.
"Yan Heng, I still have something to do. I... sigh, it's about Xu Chun..."
Zhu Yaya had triggered her twenty-second mission just yesterday.
"Congratulations on successfully unlocking the twenty-second mission. Tomorrow, after the college entrance examination ends, please rush to the cafe next to Scott High School to witness Murong Beichen's mother using money to humiliate Xu Chun and force her to leave, and enjoy the drama."
This mission was a major turning point in The Domineering Him, The Pure Love. It was also a classic trope in domineering CEO novels.
Behind every domineering CEO was a mother who despised the poor and loved the rich. As a future domineering CEO, Murong Beichen was naturally no exception. Murong Beichen's mother, Madam He, came from a wealthy family in Hong Kong. Pampered since childhood, she was extremely arrogant and looked down on poor people from the bottom of her heart.
She had long learned through various channels that her precious son had recently taken a fancy to a poor girl. At first, she didn't care, thinking that Murong Beichen was just playing around. After all, her son wouldn't be the one on the losing end, so Madam He didn't intervene. It wasn't that the supporting female character, Shen Wandan, hadn't gone to Madam He to complain, but Madam He simply hadn't taken it to heart.
However, as time passed, Madam He suddenly realized that not only was her son not getting tired of the poor girl, but his love for this impoverished teenager named Xu Chun was actually growing deeper and deeper, to the point where he was even considering engagement.
She panicked.
Madam He first launched an investigation into this Xu Chun. The facts proved that Xu Chun was just an ordinary poor girl. Orphaned at a young age, she lived with her uncle's family in the western district of the imperial capital.
Her son was the child of the wealthiest man in China. How could he be together with such a poor girl? How could Xu Chun possibly become the future mistress of the Murong Group?
Therefore, Madam He brought her thirty million RMB to find Xu Chun, right after Xu Chun finished her college entrance examination.
Forced into a corner, Xu Chun would have no choice but to take the thirty million and go abroad, only to make a gorgeous comeback five years later as an internationally renowned designer, continuing her entanglement with Murong Beichen.
Zhu Yaya: ...
So, did Madam He just give that money away for nothing?
Yan Heng glanced at Zhu Yaya's bulging canvas bag and pursed his thin lips. "Alright. I'll accompany you."
While Zhu Yaya and Yan Heng were talking, senior high students had already started coming out one after another.
Zhu Yaya had sharp eyes and spotted Xu Chun in the crowd at a glance. Beside Xu Chun was Murong Beichen, and they were walking side by side.
Zhu Yaya tugged at Yan Heng and pouted her lips in the direction of Xu Chun and Murong Beichen. "Look! Here they come."
After Xu Chun and Murong Beichen walked out of the school gates, two bodyguards dressed in black stopped Murong Beichen. Because there were many test-takers between them and it was quite noisy, Zhu Yaya couldn't hear what Murong Beichen and the others were saying. She only saw Murong Beichen's lips move, and then, with a reluctant face, he followed the two black-clad bodyguards and got into a luxurious stretch limousine.
After watching Murong Beichen leave, Xu Chun looked down at a small piece of paper that one of the black-clad bodyguards had secretly slipped to her.
She sighed heavily and wove her way through the crowd.
Zhu Yaya pulled on the corner of Yan Heng's shirt, gave him a meaningful look, and followed Xu Chun.
Xu Chun, still holding her transparent pencil case for the exam, walked into a cafe not far from Scott High School.
Zhu Yaya had done her homework yesterday and knew that the items in this shop were not cheap, so she had deliberately brought enough money.
She cheerfully patted Yan Heng on the shoulder. "Come on! Let this rich lady treat you to some coffee!"
