Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon's Reluctant Love-Chapter 242 - 241 Go to the private room to beg him

Chapter 242: Chapter 241: Go to the private room to beg him

Chapter 242: Chapter 241: Go to the private room to beg him

Wen Yuci was acquainted with the bank president’s wife and contacted her.

Painting was not Wen Yuci’s main business, but she painted beautifully and was somewhat famous among the circles of socialites and rich ladies.

The bank president’s wife was very fond of Wen Yuci’s paintings.

After Wen Yuci offered to gift her a painting, the wife agreed to let her meet with the bank president the next day to discuss the loan issue.

Having communicated with the wife, Wen Yuci then made a painting according to her tastes.

By the time she finished, it was already eleven o’clock at night.

Seemingly reminded of something, she took out the room card of the five-star hotel from her bag.

She stared at it for a long time before throwing it into the trash bin.

In the hotel, inside the President suite.

The man in a dark navy blue robe, with a cigarette between his fingers, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

With slightly parted lips, he slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke, gazing at the brightly lit city under the night sky, his slender phoenix eyes behind his glasses appeared profoundly unfathomable.

His handsome, tall figure reflected on the window carried a hint of cold loneliness and melancholy.

Time passed, until the clock in the square struck with a deep chime. It was midnight.

She hadn’t come!

A mocking cold arc formed on his lips.

Good, he had given her a chance.

It was she who had not cherished it!

He extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and the solitude that had cloaked him vanished entirely, replaced by an indifference and gloom devoid of any warmth.

…

Wen Yuci was awoken by the sound of police sirens.

Opening her eyes and looking at the ceiling overhead, her eyes still felt a bit sore.

She hadn’t slept well the night before, constantly dreaming.

She dreamt about the beginning with Fu Yunshen, their sweet romance, breaking up, her going to find him, and then giving up completely—

Her chest felt heavy and stifling.

Before she could even process those emotions, a piercing scream from Mother Wen suddenly rose from downstairs, “You can’t take my husband away…”

Wen Yuci’s pupils shrank, and she hurriedly threw off the covers to get out of bed.

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Without even time to put on shoes, she quickly ran downstairs.

Father Wen had been handcuffed and was just being ushered into a police car.

Mother Wen was chasing after the police car but fell to the ground after running some distance.

Wen Yuci’s face turned pale, and she rushed to Mother Wen’s side, helping her up from the ground.

“Mom, what happened?”

Mother Wen’s tears fell non-stop, “Someone accused your father of bribery and serious business competition. Your father could end up in prison!”

As far as Mother Wen knew, someone had bribed Father Wen’s assistant, and that’s how they managed to gather evidence.

Wen Yuci felt a chill settling through her veins.

She stood frozen in place, “Then dad… has he ever done such things?”

“Whether your dad did it or not, he’s still your dad. You need to seek help from the Fu Family now. Ask them to help bail your dad out!”

Wen Yuci’s mind was in turmoil, about to say something more when the shocked Mother Wen’s eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

The sudden turn of events at home was something Wen Yuci had not anticipated.

After she had taken Mother Wen to the hospital, she received a call from the bank president’s wife.

She said the bank president was on a business trip and couldn’t meet with her for the time being.

Not only that, but Wen Yuci had called several investors, all of whom had refused her.

Looking at her mother, who was still unconscious in the hospital bed, she felt as though there was a heavy stone pressing down on her heart.

Was she really going to seek help from the Fu Family?

The warmth and coldness of human relationships, the great families that used to be on good terms with them, were now all avoiding them far and wide after learning their family was in trouble.

Just yesterday, she had canceled the engagement, bringing shame to the Fu Family; they certainly wouldn’t help her again, would they?

Just when Wen Yuci didn’t know what to do, she received a call from the bank president’s wife.

“Yuci, I can’t help much with your father’s matter, but I know a big shot in the venture capital circle. He can not only revive a company on the brink of bankruptcy but also has a good relationship with the capital’s top lawyer Yue Yanlin.”

The information provided by the bank president’s wife was very useful to Wen Yuci.

At seven o’clock in the evening, the sky of the capital city was already dark in the winter day.

Wen Yuci got out of the car and arrived at the biggest entertainment city in the center of the capital city.

Here, it was a world of glitz and glamour.

She had learned from the bank president’s wife that the venture capital tycoon would be here tonight.

Wen Yuci wore a silk cheongsam made of silky material, with a stand-up collar and buttoned wrapping her delicate and fair neck, and the exquisitely sophisticated fabric accentuating her graceful and lithe figure. The lake blue cheongsam perfectly illustrated her gentle and classic beauty.

She had her hair up in a bun, looking like a Republican-era beauty who had stepped out of a pictorial.

Amidst the breath-taking elegance, there was a hint of a little woman’s charm.

Guided by a waiter, Wen Yuci arrived at the door of the biggest private room in the entertainment city.

“Miss Wen, this is the Peony Hall.”

Wen Yuci nodded her head, “Thank you.”

In her hands, she held a pipa; the bank president’s wife had mentioned that the venture capital big shot enjoyed listening to someone play the pipa.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

There was no response from inside, so she had to push the door open.

The lighting in the private room was dim, shrouded in smoke, with constant laughter and clinking of glasses.

The genuine leather sofas were filled with groups of men and women.

For a moment, Wen Yuci did not know which one was the venture capitalist the bank president’s wife had mentioned.

The bank president’s wife only told her that once she was in the room, the most outstanding one would be him.

Some noticed Wen Yuci’s entrance, mistaking her for a performer from the entertainment city. A young master with Korean-style curly hair pointed at the curved stage inside the room, “Perform over there.”

Wen Yuci pursed her lips and said nothing, walking toward the stage.

Although she hadn’t found out who the venture capitalist was yet, if she played well and left a good impression, that would surely be right!

Wen Yuci sat on the high stool, tuned the strings, positioned the microphone towards the pipa, lowered her eyes, and began to play.

Originally the private room was noisy, and nobody paid her any mind.

But as she played a rather spirited and uplifting piece, her finger movements were fluid, igniting the atmosphere in an instant, and everyone in the private room turned to look at her in unison.

First attracted by the music she played, and then by her appearance, they were captivated once more.

She sat quietly on the stage, carrying an air of classic elegance and serenity, bathed in soft lighting. In her lake blue cheongsam, with a slender and perfect silhouette, her agile fingers strummed the strings, emulating the tranquility of peaceful years.

Upon seeing her, the women in the entertainment city, who claimed to be the top acts, seemed to turn into vulgar rouged figures.

Wen Yuci was immersed in her own world of music and didn’t notice the eyes of the people in the private room looking at her, nor did she notice the man in the corner whose long phoenix eyes were slightly squinted behind the lenses.

As the piece concluded, Mr. Mu with the Korean-style curly hair spoke to the man in the corner, “Brother Fu, you never care for the girls in the entertainment city, but what do you think of the one on stage?”