My Livestreaming Metaphysics & Gossip Became an Internet Sensation Ch. 59

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They knew that Wen Xiuyan wasn't holding back out of familial sentiment. It was just out of respect for Second Grandfather.

For a while, they had kept a low profile, thinking that as long as they had Second Grandfather's lingering influence as a shield, they were untouchable. Then, they'd get bold again, try to cause trouble, and Wen Xiuyan would suppress them once more. It was a never-ending cycle.

Because they were certain of one thing—Wen Xiuyan would never go too far as long as he still cared about Second Grandfather's legacy.

But they never expected him to suddenly be this ruthless. Wasn't this basically forcing Wen Chuan to die?

The other relatives weren't feeling any better. They were terrified that they'd be next in line for Wen Xiuyan's chopping block.

So, once again, they desperately tried to use Second Grandfather's name as a shield.

But this time, Wen Xiuyan's reaction wasn't what they had hoped for.

Instead of softening, his expression grew even colder. "Uncle, Aunt, three days. Do I need to repeat myself?"

Wen Chuan's parents burst into tears, wailing and pleading. That was a huge amount of money—how were they supposed to come up with it in just three days?

There was no way they could just stand by and watch Wen Chuan get thrown into prison. He was their only son! How could they possibly bear it?

Wen Xiuyan was truly cold-blooded to the core.

But no matter how much they begged, Wen Xiuyan's attitude didn't waver in the slightest. He simply reminded them, "The countdown started the moment I said it. You'd better hurry."

Hearing that, Wen Chuan's parents shot him a resentful glare. They knew there was no turning this around. Who knew what the hell had gotten into Wen Xiuyan?

In the end, they had no choice but to drag their son away to start gathering money.

They sold anything valuable in the house, dirt cheap at that. It hurt, but what choice did they have? Selling it all this quickly was already a miracle.

But after liquidating everything they could, they were hit with a horrifying realization—the money still wasn't enough!

Wen Chuan had been used to reckless spending his entire life. To him, those amounts meant nothing. And considering the parents who had raised him, it was no surprise—they were just as bad.

Now, they genuinely couldn't scrape together that much.

So they tried to negotiate with Wen Xiuyan. Maybe he could cover the rest for them?

Wen Xiuyan glanced at them and said flatly, "Not bad. This amount should at least get him a reduced sentence."

The hopeful smiles on Wen Chuan's parents' faces instantly froze.

At this point, what could they do? Their so-called family ties meant nothing now. They had no choice but to keep raising money.

And it wasn't just Wen Chuan. Any relatives who had ever crossed Wen Xiuyan were having a miserable time lately. Behind his back, they cursed him endlessly.

But what was the use? No matter how much they cursed, they still had to cough up the money.

After squeezing out every last possible penny, they were still ten million short.

That's when Wen Chuan's mother's eyes flickered with an idea. "Go ask Zhou Yuwen for money. If the Zhou family can give us ten million... then I won't oppose your relationship with him."

Marriage, though? That was out of the question. Her precious Wen Chuan still had to continue the family line!

Maybe it was just a mother's blind bias, but Wen Chuan's mother still thought her son was some kind of rare treasure.

To Wen Chuan, though, his mother's idea sounded pretty good.

So he hurriedly called Zhou Yuwen and explained the situation. "Yuwen, just think of this as a loan. I'll pay you back double once I'm back in the company."

"You're saying that as long as you fill the deficit, Wen Xiuyan will let you back in?" Zhou Yuwen wasn't an idiot—he found that hard to believe.

As expected, the moment Zhou Yuwen asked that question, Wen Chuan hesitated, fumbling for words before finally giving a vague answer. "Of course, I can go back to the company."

But deep down, he didn't dare to think about any other possibilities. He subconsciously ignored them.

Without his status as Wen Xiuyan's cousin, he was nothing.

Zhou Yuwen had already pieced together the situation—Wen Chuan's entire family had been completely cut off by Wen Xiuyan.

Originally, he had planned to use Wen Chuan to get closer to Wen Xiuyan. But now, it was clear that Wen Chuan was useless to him.

Besides, the role of a cousin's boyfriend wasn't exactly the best way to approach someone like Wen Xiuyan.

If Wen Chuan no longer had any value, Zhou Yuwen wouldn't hesitate to discard him.

With that in mind, he didn't reject him outright. Instead, he said, "Don't worry. A million isn't a small amount for me either. Let me think of a way."

"Hurry up! The deadline is tomorrow!" Wen Chuan urged anxiously.

Zhou Yuwen responded half-heartedly before hanging up. But he had no intention of finding the money.

What a joke. In the current state of the Zhou family, a million was already a big deal. If money wasn't tight, why would Zhou Ding be so stingy, only willing to give his own son 500,000 to make him go away?

Besides, Wen Chuan was useless to him now—why should he help?

At this moment, Zhou Yuwen finally understood something—Wen Chuan and his so-called elite relatives only looked impressive on the surface. In reality, they were nothing but vines clinging to the giant tree that was Wen Xiuyan.

And when Wen Xiuyan reached out and cut them off, they were no different from withered weeds.

Zhou Yuwen wasn't interested in clinging to some dying vine. He wanted to get close to the tree itself.

His mind drifted back to that day, to the young man who had been sitting next to Wen Xiuyan.

Walking to the mirror, he studied his own reflection. His face bore a slight resemblance to that person. A confident, determined smile appeared on his lips.

If that guy could do it, then so could he.

All he needed was the right opportunity.

And when that chance came, he would seize it immediately.

Wen Junrong barged into Wen Xiuyan's study, his voice full of excitement. "Brother! You finally started dealing with those people!"

But the moment Wen Xiuyan's cold gaze swept over him, he immediately shrank back, looking a little guilty.

Once Wen Xiuyan looked away, he bounced right back, grinning as he leaned in. "Hehe, Brother, you should've seen their faces today! It was so satisfying!"

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