The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

Zhou Yan'an and his family are all in a VIP ward at the hospital.

Inside the ward, the doors and windows were tightly closed.

Zhou Yihan quickly scrolled through the news online, her face beaming with a smile, all traces of her previous gloom gone: "Most netizens support us."

Zhou Zihan was all smiles, but when he thought of Ruan Mianmian, his handsome face darkened, and he sneered, "I really want to know if Ruan Mianmian is regretting it now."

"So what if she regrets it? I gave her a chance, but she didn't appreciate it," Zhou Yan'an said coldly.

He had been so humble and courteous in his attempts to win her over, yet she not only failed to appreciate it but also ruthlessly slapped him across the face. How could he tolerate her hitting him like that?

Mrs. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that public opinion has turned around." She then asked Zhou Yan'an, "If Ruan Mianmian calls and apologizes, what conditions are you planning to offer?"

To her, the former Ruan Mianmian was a tainted stranger, and now she is a fodder for hatred, someone she doesn't know very well.

As for the fact that the two are mother and daughter by blood—she never raised Ruan Mianmian, so she couldn't possibly feel any maternal love for her. Not to mention, Ruan Mianmian bullied the Zhou family like that and was her enemy, so she couldn't possibly have any positive feelings towards her.

These past few days, because of the problems at the company, she has thought countless times how much better it would have been if she had miscarried Ruan Mianmian when she was pregnant!

If Ruan Mianmian had been lost, the Zhou family wouldn't have encountered so many problems and wouldn't have been forced into such a dead end.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan'an revealed a sinister smile: "I want her to help me secure my position as the largest shareholder of Zhou's Group. In addition, she has to give me a share of the profits from the projects she invests in every month. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to deal with her."

He's just sick from anger, and netizens are already supporting him and condemning Ruan Mianmian. What if he were so angry that he took sleeping pills to commit suicide, cut his wrists, or even jumped off a building?

He was certain that Ruan Mianmian would be driven out of the entertainment industry by angry netizens.

As long as Ruan Mianmian wants to continue her acting career, she has to listen to him and obediently compensate him!

He will have Ruan Mianmian's future firmly in his grasp.

Upon hearing this result, Zhou Yan'an was so happy that he wanted to jump up and shout to express his joy.

Mrs. Zhou and the other two did not find anything wrong with what they heard, but they were worried that asking for too much would cause Ruan Mianmian to disagree.

Zhou Yan'an laughed: "If she doesn't want to, I'll take sleeping pills and commit suicide! She's a big star, she would never dare to bear the infamy of driving her father to his death."

"That's a good idea!"

"Dad, that was a brilliant move, a sure-fire kill!"

Zhou Yan'an was overjoyed by the praise and sat up a little straighter. He said, "You guys keep a close eye on the online public opinion. When it's about time, I'll call Ruan Mianmian to discuss compensation."

The whole family was in a good mood.

Zhou Yihan and Zhou Zihan are young and like to surf the internet. Now that they are ordered to pay attention to public opinion on the internet, they simply participate in the struggle and stir up trouble.

But their good mood didn't last long before they panicked: "Oh no!"

"Damn it, Dad, are you really that old woman's biological son? Why would she treat you like this? Even an enemy wouldn't be this cruel!"

Zhou Yan'an, who was chatting with Mrs. Zhou about the future, heard this and quickly asked, "What?" After reviewing what his two sons had just said, he hurriedly asked again, "What did your grandmother say? Has she already become the largest shareholder?"

Zhou Yihan and Zhou Zihan read aloud the Weibo post made by the old lady with dark faces.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan'an felt as if all the blood had been drained from his body, but soon, disbelief, anger, and resentment resurfaced on his face: "How could she do this to me? I am her own son! How could she do this!"

Zhou Yan'an even felt that he was about to have a stroke.

But he was in excellent health and didn't have a stroke at all.

But he wished he had a stroke.

Mrs. Zhou was seething with hatred and joined Zhou Yan'an in cursing, "That old hag is so vicious! Why doesn't she just die? Yan'an, don't be sad. No matter how she treats you, I will always stand behind you and support you."

Zhou Yan'an was not comforted. He couldn't hold back and angrily called the old lady to argue, cursing her for being cold-blooded and too heartless towards her own son: "Even tigers don't eat their cubs, yet you wish I were dead. How could I have such a cold-blooded and ruthless mother?"

The old lady remained remarkably calm: "Weren't you just as cold-blooded and heartless towards Ruan Mianmian? Besides, what did I say wrong? I'm your mother, and when I'm sick, you basically ignore me. Mianmian is your daughter, yet you bully her in every way and try to ruin her reputation. Am I wrong? A person as inhuman as you has no right to criticize me for anything."

“How can that be the same? I was raised by you.” Zhou Yan’an didn’t think he had done anything wrong.

If Ruan Mianmian had listened to him and hadn't caused so much trouble, would he have been so heartless?

His response was a busy signal.

The old lady felt that one couldn't discuss ice with a summer insect, so she simply hung up the phone.

Zhou Yan'an, clutching his phone, began to go berserk in the hospital room.

Mrs. Zhou kept comforting him.

Zhou Zihan and Zhou Yihan would occasionally offer a few words of comfort or a few complaints, but the rest of the time they would be pulling their hair and trying to come up with a solution.

Before Zhou Yihan could come up with a solution, his phone rang.

He looked down and saw it was a call from his friend, so he answered: "Brother, what are you guys doing? You were plotting to get Uncle sick at home, how could you let the video leak out?"

"What did you say?" Zhou Yihan exclaimed, his heart filled with panic. He had a vague feeling that they were doomed, but rationally he desperately tried to convince himself that it was all a lie, that his friend was deliberately saying these things to provoke him after he lost power.

But soon, Mrs. Zhou's phone rang.

Zhou Zihan's phone rang.

They all received the same message.

The video of the whole family angrily berating Ruan Mianmian at home and plotting to make Zhou Yan'an sick and ruin Ruan Mianmian's reputation was posted online.

And it spreads everywhere!

The four of them felt dizzy and collapsed onto the hospital bed.

Zhou Yan'an rolled his eyes and lay down.

However, things still need to be dealt with. Zhou Yihan is young and has a stronger ability to handle things. He regained his composure and said in a deep voice, "We can't panic. We need to delete the video immediately."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zihan's face lit up with joy at first, but after scrolling through his phone, his expression turned to despair: "The videos are all over the internet, how can we delete them?" He then burst into tears in despair, "We're finished, we're finished!"

"Send a lawyer's letter to the person who posted the video for spreading rumors and violating privacy!" Zhou Yan'an, lying helplessly on the bed, shouted these words in a trembling voice.

Zhou Yihan immediately went to do it.

In order to resolve this matter as soon as possible, he also contacted a hacker he had been supporting and asked him to help find the source.

The hacker's feedback came quickly: "We can't find it. The other party is a top expert. We can't find out who posted it."