Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!

Chapter 519 - 73: The Boss and the Secretary

But Qu Fulan still underestimated Ms. Yao’s methods; in order to save her daughter, she’d do anything.She offered various incentives to all her relatives who might be a match to get them to the hospital for tests, but unfortunately none matched. Finally, the doctor said the chances of a match with siblings were higher.

Yet Ms. Yao only has one daughter, where would siblings come from?

And now, isn’t there one?

This might be the only chance, so she wouldn’t miss even a one-in-ten-thousand possibility.

No matter what, she insisted that Qu Fulan get tested. If she couldn’t convince her husband, she’d try Ms. Qu; if Ms. Qu couldn’t be swayed, she’d approach Qu Fulan directly.

People have hearts made of flesh; she couldn’t believe that after begging pathetically, someone would have the nerve not to help, to indirectly watch a person die, which would be sinful.

But sometimes fate is just bizarre; before she knew Qu Fulan, Ms. Yao had met her twice, but now when she needed her, she couldn’t see her.

Luckily, her nephew knew she was on the 26th floor, but how he knew that, Ms. Yao had no time to think about, as she was anxiously rushing to the 26th floor to find her.

However, the 26th floor was full of VIP wards, and all the doors were closed. Could she search each one?

Besides, the management was quite strict there, asking visitors who they were there for. She said she was looking for Qu Fulan, but since Qu Fulan wasn’t a patient, not every nurse would remember her name, only knowing she was very beautiful, so when Ms. Yao mentioned her, the nurse knew who she was, and asked what relation she had to Qu Fulan, to which Ms. Yao only said she was a relative.

The residents here were untouchables, with their privacy well-protected, so not just anyone could show up and have the nurse lead them. Only if inquiries showed they had such a relative would they be taken.

When Qu Fulan heard Ms. Yao was looking for her, she wasn’t surprised.

When she was six, the other woman’s daughter was already three, with stories of boasting at their door after her mother fell ill. Such shameless people are appalling, and now showing up like this is even more shameless.

"I don’t know her; my family doesn’t have such a relative. Is there a man with her? That man is the one who harassed me last time, and for this, the nurse station reported to the security."

Many nurses were responsible for that floor, though not everyone had witnessed the event, they had heard about it later, and hearing Qu Fulan mention it made the memory even more vivid.

The nurse then unceremoniously drove them away, leaving Ms. Yao with a terrible expression.

"Aunt, don’t worry. She goes home every day; we can find her in the parking lot or directly at her house." Yao Heng was quite attentive to Qu Fulan, knowing she commuted to and from the hospital daily, even figuring out the approximate times, though two bodyguards shadowing her left him helpless.

Ms. Yao was hopeful hearing this, but unfortunately, when her attempt at the parking lot to approach Qu Fulan failed because the bodyguards blocked her completely unresponsive to anything she said.

Ms. Yao thought of confronting her at her neighborhood, only to find it was a luxury upscale neighborhood, not one accessible to the average person.

Although Mr. Qu does business and is a boss, he is merely an ordinary boss, not comparable to the affluent.

Such a neighborhood saw only luxury cars entering and leaving, with reporters unable to get in, let alone Ms. Yao?

Seeing such a neighborhood, Yao Heng felt an indescribable bitterness; both were men but some are born into Rome, while he had to earn everything himself, even unworthy of being taken under someone’s wing.

When a man becomes unbalanced, he can be even worse than a woman, leading Yao Heng to hold growing disdain for Qu Fulan.

Merely a kept woman, acting like being holier-than-thou, only to end up dumped and seeking an honest person as a fallback, all scummy.

"Aunt, we can seek exposure from a journalist..." Yao Heng revealed his plan.

Any mistress cannot withstand public scrutiny; when exposed, the wealthy will inevitably discard her for reputation, leaving Qu Fulan publicly vilified, desperately trading a kidney for some dignity.

Ms. Yao hesitated, not out of compassion but fearing exposure of her own matters.

Yao Heng saw through her concerns and smiled, "Aunt, you’re overthinking; you now hold a marriage certificate."

Qu Fulan has nothing backed up, allowing everyone to run their mouths?

"But the specifics of this need a scheme to proceed."

To expose without any basis wouldn’t work either.

Though improper for other matters, Yao Heng knew all about scheming.

"Doesn’t Grandma love doing this kind of thing?"

Yao Heng’s grandmother, Ms. Yao’s mother, possessing unmatched eloquence throughout, feared by villagers.

Grandma Yao adored this granddaughter, having mobilized family for hospital testing through her persuasive efforts, spraying accusations from dawn to dusk for those who refused.

Sending her to the hospital to create a commotion, spreading slander about Qu Fulan not saving her sister, being inhuman, et cetera, if Qu Fulan ignores, journalists could be called to film the scandal.

Today’s ravenous public opinion, creating online surges from mere words, could ruin Qu Fulan under online bombardments?

Indeed, upon hearing the plan, Old Mrs. Yao was astonishingly excited.

"Take me there, let’s go now!"

So, truly, like family, like kin, having Ms. Yao as a daughter, the old lady was much the same.

Admittedly, the old lady had deeper experience; she didn’t immediately shout upon arrival at the hospital. She first played the victim, sitting on the ground and lamenting, crying that her granddaughter was dying, doctors claiming the elder could save her, yet unwilling, watching a sister die, and so forth.

As expected, a large crowd of onlookers gathered, with most ignorant yet heard her claims, following her condemnation blindly.

Qu Fulan hadn’t witnessed the scene but heard enough to understand the appalling nature.

"Those onlookers knew nothing yet joined the jeering, truly infuriating."

Qu Fulan’s girlfriend witnessed the scene but alone couldn’t outvoice the masses.

"Never seen such shameless people in life; what will you do? Continued uproar will only harm you." Her friend worried.

Qu Fulan replied, "Upright, I fear no crooked shadows; let them cause a stir."

Escalating matters enables greater counteraction.

Do they think only they possess tongues, able to manipulate opinion? Cannot she also?

Since starting her own studio, Qu Fulan delved into public relations, with Mei guiding her, acquiring deep understanding about public opinion.

Those who exploit publicity will ultimately be consumed by it. She waits for that day.