The Real Daughter Needs Saving by This Vicious Female Cannon Fodder? - Chapter 32

The brilliant sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office as Gu Lindong gazed at the woman seated before him.

He parted his thin lips slightly.

“President Wen, has Yuanye Group come to our company with any intention of collaboration?”

The woman addressed as “President Wen” was impeccably well-maintained. Were it not for the faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, one would hardly guess she was around forty.

“No, Young President Gu.”

“I’m here on a personal visit.”

“I’ve learned that your company recently hired an employee named Ning Anran.”

“I wonder if Young President Gu could share some details.”

A student ID photo was placed on the table—likely taken during Ning Anran’s high school years.

The youthful features and sharp, cold facial structure were all too familiar to Gu Lindong, though the Ning Anran in the photo still carried a defiant arrogance, as if ready to throw a punch at anyone who crossed her.

“I’m afraid I can’t disclose personal information about our employees to you, President Wen.”

“Moreover, may I ask why you’ve gone to such lengths to investigate a junior employee?”

Gu Lindong immediately sensed that Wen Wanbai wasn’t here with good intentions. However, given President Wen’s sterling reputation in the industry, he found it hard to believe she would do anything outright malicious.

“Young President Gu, since you’ve asked, I won’t hide the truth.”

“I suspect she may be the child I lost many years ago.”

Wen Wanbai smiled bitterly, raising her eyes to meet Gu Lindong’s. She picked up the student ID photo almost reluctantly.

“As you can see, Young President Gu, this child bears a striking resemblance to me.”

“It’s just a pity that time has passed, and I’ve grown old.”

The sheer weight of the revelation left Gu Lindong momentarily stunned. She stood frozen, her delicate brows knitting together.

“President Wen… are you serious about this?”

Wen Wanbai answered bluntly.

“Of course I’m serious. Do you think I’d abandon Yuanye Group’s business just to come here and chat over tea with you?”

“I’ve heard that child is quite close to your younger sister.”

“I’m afraid my sudden appearance might cause distress to her adoptive parents.”

“And as for recklessly claiming kinship—she would never agree to it…”

Wen Wanbai rambled on. She had already informed her husband but kept Ning Jin in the dark.

No matter whose child Ning Jin truly was, she had been raised by them for so many years—how could there be no affection?

But as adoptive parents, Wen Wanbai knew this situation had to be handled delicately to minimize the pain for everyone involved.

What was done could not be undone. All they could do now was try to mend what was broken.

On the very first day she learned of this, Wen Wanbai had collected strands of Ning Jin’s hair and sent them to a DNA testing center.

Sure enough, the daughter she had raised all these years was not her biological child.

Meanwhile, her real daughter had suffered hardships elsewhere.

Wen Wanbai had visited Ning Anran’s former school, where records showed she had been involved in conflicts and arguments with over a dozen people.

Without exception, Ning Anran had always been the one bullied.

Some called her a country bumpkin, others a penniless wretch.

All sorts of comments flooded in—some too vulgar to even look at, while others resorted to the most despicable means to slander.

Wen Wanbai grew increasingly horrified as she read, a single tear rolling down her cheek. She couldn’t imagine what kind of life her own daughter had been living all these years.

……

At the foot of Gu Corporation’s building.

Gu Xia was in high spirits. After much pleading, she had finally convinced her dear older sister to arrange a job for Ning Anran.

Of course, she had to come and inspect whether any bullying was happening in her own company!

But Gu Xia’s original intention had always been to serve as Ning Anran’s backer.

Whether in big corporations or small ones, workplace bullying was a common occurrence. However, once these people learned that Ning Anran had her as support, they would surely rein in their behavior.

Some might even scramble to curry favor with Ning Anran.

“Good morning, Second Miss.”

“Take care, Second Miss.”

The security guards at the entrance all recognized the younger sister of the CEO. They opened the gate, letting the Bentley drive in.

Such an obvious little scheme—how could Ning Anran not understand? On the contrary, she understood perfectly.

“Gu Xia, you really didn’t have to come with me to work today…”

Choosing her words carefully, Ning Anran didn’t want to stand out too much in the company, nor did she want Gu Xia to earn the reputation of a “spoiled heiress” among the employees.

“I’m just here to see my sister. Ning Anran, don’t overthink it.”

“Anyway, you’re coming here, and I’m coming here—since we’re heading the same way, why can’t we come together?”

In this world, there were no lies—until enough people told them, and then lies came into existence.

Gu Xia had already mastered the art of lying to Ning Anran with a straight face, without so much as a blush or a skipped heartbeat.

Opportunities to see her beloved sister were plentiful. Deliberately disturbing Gu Linong during work hours would indeed be the behavior of a spoiled heiress.

Knowing she couldn’t win against Gu Xia’s stubbornness, Ning Anran parked the car and stepped out of the driver’s seat, then opened the passenger door.

Gu Xia had always let her drive this Bentley, which had indeed solved many of Ning Anran’s urgent needs. And whenever she wasn’t using it, the Gu family’s chauffeur would refuel the car and return it.

She didn’t need to guess—this was undoubtedly Gu Xia’s doing, because every time Ning Anran drove the Bentley, its tank was full.

Bending down to unbuckle Gu Xia’s seatbelt, Ning Anran seemed ready to carry her out.

If Ning Anran carried her in the bedroom, Gu Xia would find it comforting. But in public, she still had some dignity to maintain.

Though, to be honest, her face was thick enough.

“Ning Anran, I can get out myself.”

Resting her hand on Ning Anran’s arm, Gu Xia smiled sweetly, her sunglasses perched atop her head, radiating youthful energy.

As her gaze flickered, Ning Anran’s eyes lingered on Gu Xia’s red lips, recalling how she had kissed her the night before.

Gu Xia’s lips were sweet, soft—tempting enough to make her want to kiss them again.

Ning Anran, you’ve truly lost your mind.

“Alright.”

Taking a step back, Ning Anran didn’t withdraw her arm, letting Gu Xia lean on her.

“Ning Anran, are you familiar with the company?”

“I can show you around.”

“Though I don’t come often these days, I should still know it better than you.”

Gu Xia’s resemblance to the CEO left many new employees astonished, though the veterans had long since informed them—the CEO was a doting older sister.

There was a younger sister at home.

She must be the renowned socialite standing before me now.

The woman holding onto the CEO’s sister’s arm appeared somewhat more melancholic. With downcast eyes, she stared intently at the CEO’s sister without blinking.

She paid no attention to the company’s interior design or departmental layout.

The two of them were like the sun and moon respectively.

Each complementing the other perfectly.