Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Chapter 450 Debunking The Rumours



Although Zhang Liling was very pissed and felt like getting physical with her stepmother, she didn\'t take any step forward.

One, she would never want to hit an older woman who was of her mother\'s age and secondly, Fang Bingwen had just told her to control her temper.

"I would really appreciate it if you controlled your anger and thought carefully about my words instead of throwing insults at me and provoking me classly. Who gave birth to Zhang Mingyu? Who raised him? Do you think your plans will work?"

Glaring at the older woman, she turned her back to her and walked away while mumbling a few words to her hearing.

"What a joke!"

Shi Wenqian watched in anger as Zhang Liling stormed off. Clenching her fists, she said through gritted teeth, "Make sure you disappear from my sight tomorrow morning!"

Taking a deep breath to calm her temper, she turned to face her silly son.

"From today onwards, you are not allowed to step one foot out of this building. If you try me, you will lead Zhang Corps in a wheelchair!"

"What about work?" Zhang Mingyu dared to ask while meeting her gaze. Actually, he didn\'t know when he let that slip.

Fortunately, he did not get hit on the face again because of it.

"Work? You still dare to think about it after the mess you caused? It seems like you really want to die tonight." Shi Wenqian said while giving him a hard stare.

Looking past his shoulder, he shouted for a few of the bodyguards to come over and in no time, about three of them appeared in the living room.

Pointing at her son, she passed an instruction over his head.

"Bundle him and bring him over to the sitting room upstairs. I have a job for him." Saying that, she led the way up the stairs while the men grabbed Zhang Mingyu\'s arms.

The young man was too shocked to react for almost a minute before he started to protest.

It\'s not like he couldn\'t make his way up the stairs if he was asked to, so what was the need to maltreat him in order to take him up the stairs?

No matter how he cried out, no one paid him in any attention and eventually, he had to respectfully quieten down after discovering how worse his situation was getting.

It seemed even more embarrassing for him to continue to scream and watch the servants that passed by them murmur amongst themselves.

In the living room, Shi Wenqian ordered for him to be dropped on a sofa.

"Bring the laptop, he has a video to record and send out for the word to see as soon as possible."

Receiving her instruction, one of the bodyguards bowed and returned 2 minutes later with a laptop.

As everything had been prepared for the video recording to start, Shi Wenqian sat on the sofa across from Zhang Mingyu and folded her arms below her chest.

"You have 20 seconds to make a video that will convince everyone, including the Ong family that you never got another woman pregnant. Make sure you also state that you have been single since your marriage with the Ong family daughter was announced. Don\'t forget to debunk the rumours surrounding that photo."

Shi Wenqian was not going to write, or make anyone write a script for her son to follow, she even made sure that he would be unfit to get the normal treatment of he failed something as simple as that.

Since she didn\'t want to threaten his shares and leadership role in Zhang Corps as she was going to take it away from him, she had to use something else.

Having made her instruction known to him, she turned to the men in black. "I need a good cane for punishment. I would be hurting myself if I use my hands on him again."

Instantly, Zhang Mingyu, sprang up from the sofa.

Was he going to be beaten by his mother if he doesn\'t record the video right? Did she think he was still a child?

Without thinking much, he raised his voice at her and while that was going on, he felt a sharp pain on his face.

Apparently, he had been slapped by one of the bodyguards who received a signal from his mother to shut him up.

"Mum!" He screamed while holding the side of his face.

Shi Wenqian who was sitting and observing everything sniggered. "I bet you haven\'t seen this side of your mother before. If you don\'t want to get hurt and disgraced any further, you will have to fulfill all my demands." Pointing at the sofa, she added, "Now, sit down and get started."

Never had Zhang Mingyu been treated in this manner before. Could this be a dream?

No matter how short he thought about it, he couldn\'t believe that he would one day receive this kind of treatment.

He couldn\'t even hold count of how many times he felt like acting out since that level of embarrassment, but one thing still kept him sane.

He has seen the worst side of his mother, and that was the scene at that warehouse looking home.

If she could profit from killing a human being, was beating the hell out of him then a big deal?

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~Three Hours Later~

The rumours on the internet change course after the video of Zhang Mingyu debunking the rumours about him getting another woman pregnant, and the Ong family releasing a statement.

In the video that Zhang Mingyu put online, he followed his mother\'s lead by denying that he was still seeing someone after his family and the Ong\'s came together. He later stated that he didn\'t get anyone pregnant and that picture that was released was an old picture from his last relationship.

He also said that the rumour on the internet was baseless as there was no proof.

Zhang Mingyu didn\'t forget to spark a speculation that someone was trying to harm him a few days to his wedding...

More than an hour after Zhang Mingyu\'s video was released, the Ong family released a statement concerning their stance.

To most of the netizen\'s surprise, they debunked the rumour and pushed forward the wedding without giving the new date.

According to them, they would hate to alert their public enemy to keep everything safe.

Seeing the posts, Zhang Liling was very pissed.

"Are you kidding me!" She cursed angrily, almost smashing her phone.


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