Fang Xun suddenly understood; then they were truly finished.
"But what exactly happened? Young Master Zhan, didn't the wife stop having any contact with Deng Xianyi long ago?"
Zhan Mohan handed his phone to Fang Xun. Upon seeing the video, Fang Xun became furious.
"Deng Xianyi is despicable and shameless! How could he make the wife… attend to that kind of thing for him, and even have her help him with Da Xiao Bian? It’s too disgusting."
Even Fang Xun was filled with rage. Deng Xianyi was going too far. Even if he truly beat him up, he shouldn't bully a woman like this.
How could the wife endure such humiliation without a word?
She must have felt so wronged at the time. Thinking about it made him feel embarrassed. No wonder Young Master Zhan was so angry; it was indeed infuriating to see his own wife bullied to such an extent by another man.
However…
There was one thing he felt he still needed to say.
"Young Master Zhan, although Deng Xianyi's actions are indeed detestable, the Deng Corporation still has resilience. It's not as simple as saying it will go bankrupt. Moreover, the Deng family and the Zhan family have a history. If you insist on bankrupting the Deng Corporation at all costs, it might be difficult to explain to the Old Master."
Such a massive enterprise, to go bankrupt just like that – what would people say if this got out?
Was Young Master Zhan truly going to be driven by a surge of anger for his beloved?
A chilling glint flashed in Zhan Mohan's eyes. He spoke in a cold, piercing tone.
"He has bullied my woman to this extent. If I still tolerate it, I'm no man. No matter what method you use, I want to hear news of the Deng Corporation's bankruptcy within three hours. As for the Old Master, I will explain. But this anger must be vented!"
With that, the man stood up, grabbed his jacket, and prepared to leave.
Fang Xun hurriedly followed. "Young Master Zhan, but…"
"He's here." Zhan Mohan's phone rang again. He raised a hand, signaling Fang Xun to stay silent, then slid to answer the call. Fire smoldered in the man's eyes.
Deng Xianyi, thinking he had the upper hand, spoke smugly on the phone.
"Young Master Zhan, did you see the video? What do you think? Doesn't it have a good visual effect? Your wife has never served you like that, has she?"
"Then you will soon pay the price for your actions." The man's voice carried a hint of danger as his dark eyes narrowed.
Upon hearing his words, Deng Xianyi immediately became nervous.
"Zhan Mohan, you've already caused our Deng family to lose so much money. What else do you want?"
Zhan Mohan's voice sounded cruel. "Originally, I only wanted to teach your Deng family a lesson. But you can only blame yourself. Who told you to bully my wife? Bully my wife, and you must pay the price."
Deng Xianyi suddenly felt like he had dug a hole for himself to jump into. But he couldn't figure out what Zhan Mohan was planning, which made him even more panicked.
"Zhan Mohan, what exactly do you want to do to us? I warn you, if you dare to act recklessly, I'll expose that video you sent to the internet. Let's see if your Zhan family will still have any face then."
At this moment, there was no trace of fear in Zhan Mohan's eyes. He exuded a bloodthirsty aura. Even without seeing him, hearing his voice sent a chill down Deng Xianyi's spine.
"If you truly do that, then it won't just be your Deng family paying the price. Along with them, your entire family will be buried with you!"
Deng Xianyi couldn't believe these words, but he was indeed terrified. The usually arrogant and unruly Deng Xianyi also had moments of being scared. His speech became hesitant.
"Zhan... Zhan Mohan, are you crazy to make such a big fuss over a woman?"
"She is my wife, Zhan Mohan. As her husband, I have a responsibility to protect her reputation. If you blame anyone, blame yourself for crossing my bottom line."
With that, Zhan Mohan hung up the phone, leaving Deng Xianyi stunned and bewildered.
Zhan Mohan put away his phone and urged Fang Xun, "Get done what I've assigned you to do quickly."
Although Fang Xun was reluctant, this matter was too significant. If it happened, Young Master Zhan would face trouble.
Zhan Mohan pressed the elevator button. As the doors closed, Jiang Siyu, who had been hiding in the corner, walked out. What had she just heard? Wei Yumeng had actually taken care of Deng Xianyi in such a way, so lowly and humble, disgracing the Zhan family.
But Brother Han was also going too far. Was it worth it for a woman? He could simply give her up, why must he cause such a conflict with the Deng family?
To bankrupt a large enterprise was no easy feat. This kind of method, which hurt the enemy by a thousand and oneself by eight hundred, didn't seem like something he would do.
It seemed that this woman, Wei Yumeng, truly could not be kept. She would lead Brother Han to ruin.
Zhan Mohan drove directly to the hospital. Wei Yumeng was inside, wiping Gu Shuyi's face with a towel. Looking at her mother lying on the cold hospital bed day after day, her nose tip turned slightly sour.
Hot tears, like pearls from a broken string, streamed down her cheeks. Ever since she became pregnant, she found her emotions becoming increasingly sensitive and easily stirred.
Her voice choked, and she stared intently at Gu Shuyi.
"Mom, when will you wake up and see me? Your daughter misses you so much."
But Gu Shuyi lay on the bed, showing no signs of waking.
At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, accompanied by a gust of strong wind that startled Wei Yumeng. She instinctively turned around and saw Zhan Mohan walking in with a grim expression. He directly grabbed her and dragged her out.
Wei Yumeng was bewildered by his cold demeanor. She didn't seem to have provoked him today, so why was he so furious?
The man's grip on her was well-controlled. Wei Yumeng was directly pressed against the wall. The man's tall, slender body leaned in, his hot breath brushing her damp cheek.
Wei Yumeng blinked in panic, her eyelashes trembling like a startled fawn.
"Wh-what's wrong?"
"I'm asking you, how did you take care of Deng Xianyi when he was hospitalized?"
The man held her wrist with one hand, raising it above her head. Wei Yumeng couldn't escape and could only face him reluctantly. The man's eyes were deep and piercing, exuding a chilling intensity that made one tremble.
Wei Yumeng, perhaps from fear or for some other reason, stammered.
"I... I told you before, right? I took care of him like that. I ran errands for him, bought him food, brewed tea, and handed him water. That was all."
Zhan Mohan moved closer, their noses almost touching. His gaze was sharp, as if he wanted to see into her heart through her eyes.
His voice carried a tone of absolute authority. "Are you sure it was just fetching tea, handing water, and running errands? Nothing else?"
Wei Yumeng's heart was already pounding. Could it be that Zhan Mohan had found something out? But that was impossible. Deng Xianyi hadn't contacted her for so long.
Why would he foolishly contact Zhan Mohan himself?
Wei Yumeng thought Deng Xianyi wasn't that stupid, but she hadn't expected that she had indeed overestimated the intelligence of that second-generation heir.
Zhan Mohan nodded thoughtfully, gritting his teeth.
"You still dare to lie to me? You're too disobedient."
Before Wei Yumeng could ask for clarification, the man's warm lips were already pressed against hers, the force initially heavy, with a slight sting.
As if unable to vent, his lips continued to slide down, biting her collarbone with force and licking it.
Wei Yumeng instantly felt an electric current surge through her body. A shiver ran down her spine, and a certain sensation seemed on the verge of breaking through.
The man's actions were punitive. Then, he bit her earlobe, his lips rubbing against it. Wei Yumeng felt this was simply torture.
His voice was deep and seductive.
"If you dare to lie to me again next time, it won't be this simple. I will truly make you cry."
When the man pulled away from her, Wei Yumeng clearly hadn't recovered from what had just happened. Her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes seemed misty, looking dazed and lost, with a touch of charming cuteness.
Seeing her like this, Zhan Mohan chuckled. "Looking at you, you seem to still want more. What, do you want to do it again?"
Wei Yumeng quickly waved her hands upon hearing this. "No, no."
"Good, then we'll save it for next time. Now, first explain to me what this video is all about."
He took out his phone, pressed play, and held it up in front of Wei Yumeng.
Wei Yumeng didn't need to look closely. With just one glance, she recognized it, and couldn't help but exclaim.
"When did he take the video?"