CHAPTER 513: CHAPTER 7 DOG EAT DOG

"Pipi, over here, come to Mommy!" Han Xinyu squatted on the ground, holding a rattle to attract her son.

The famous Yu Qianli, known as Pipi, glanced at his mother and decisively... turned and threw himself into Lin Xiaoguai’s arms.

Lin Xiaoguai was listening intently to Wan Youle talking about her interesting school stories when the little guy suddenly pounced on her, startling her, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around him.

Pipi was delighted, excitedly making indistinct noises as he burrowed into her embrace, causing Lin Xiaoguai to instantly laugh and say, "Nuonuo is definitely going to have a cheerful disposition in the future."

Lin Xiaoguai looked up only to meet Han Xinyu’s resentful gaze; she blinked, wondering what was wrong.

Yu Shaoqiu, who had witnessed everything from start to finish, cleared his throat twice, trying to suppress a laugh.

Han Xinyu glared at him.

"By the way, Auntie, I saw Xu Meimei a few days ago." Just then, Wan Youle suddenly spoke up.

Immediately, Han Shouzhen glared at her, "On such a joyful occasion, why bring up such a mood-damper?" She felt her daughter had been utterly spoiled by herself; today was Pipi’s first birthday party, and it was not the time for such topics.

But this time, she had misunderstood Wan Youle, who puffed her cheeks and said, "How is that dampening the mood? When I tell you, you’ll definitely feel satisfied!"

"How so?" Han Xinyu was the first to express interest.

Although the elders didn’t speak up, their curious glances were evident.

Wan Youle cleared her throat and adjusted her expression before beginning her story.

A few days ago, Wan Youle had arranged to go shopping with a friend, but her friend cancelled last minute, so she ended up wandering around alone.

She had just left KFC and was planning to check out the cinema for any new interesting movies when she saw a crowd gathered near the Office of Industry and Commerce.

Wan Youle, feeling bored, wouldn’t miss out, but when she finally managed to squeeze through the crowd, she realized the individuals involved were two familiar people.

"Auntie, what’s going on with them?" Wan Youle pointed at Xu Meimei and Dong Fei, who were fighting in the crowd, and asked someone nearby.

That lady appeared to be a gossip enthusiast and immediately perked up, gesticulating as she spoke, "Let me tell you, it was quite an eye-opener just now. That woman, the older one with curly hair, came out and the other woman pounced on her, hitting and cursing. I even heard her saying things like ’I’ll make you pay,’ ’Auntie, give Shen Chi back to me,’ ’Where have you hidden Shen Chi?’"

"Exactly." Another aunt nearby chimed in, "From what they said, it seems like the aunt and her niece, and Shen Chi is likely a man’s name. We were guessing, maybe the aunt and her niece’s husband got involved. The morals of society are really declining."

"Yes, the world nowadays truly isn’t what it used to be."

"What I think is, it might just be a case of a dog eating a dog. I’m telling you, that man is not that woman’s husband. I heard another woman scolding her for lusting after a married man. It could be the niece and her uncle-in-law hooking up."

"No way? Even if that were the case, wouldn’t they act a bit more righteous? I’ve only heard about legitimate wives confronting mistresses; never seen a mistress go after the legitimate wife to settle scores."

"What kind of people don’t exist in this world? Women as shameless as that, how could their thoughts align with ours?"

...

Listening to the surrounding chatter, Wan Youle suddenly got excited and blurted out, "It’s not what you all are saying."

Here’s a thing to note, Wan Youle is now a freshman at Shanghai Communication University, and aspires to become a distinguished journalist after graduation.

Under Han Shouzhen’s guidance, Wan Youle, originally as naive and honest as her father, had turned out completely different from her childhood self.

You see, when she chose to become a journalist, Han Shouzhen had told her a phrase—media, when used well, can become more lethal than swords.

You can imagine...

Thus, no one should expect Wan Youle to be a principled journalist.

She might not distort the facts arbitrarily, but that’s only when her interests aren’t involved. But when they are... every man for himself!

"Do you know what really happened? Please share with us!" Upon hearing there was insider information, the crowd of nosy parkers swiftly turned their attention.

"Let me tell you, your guesses were indeed correct; these two are really aunt and niece. The older one is Dong Fei, and the younger one is Xu Meimei." Against enemies, one must be as merciless as harsh winter, and Wan Youle did not conceal their real names at all.