Chapter 482 - Once A Social Climber, Always A Social Climber

The netizens shared their opinions about the matter.

"Lu Zihao matches Iris Long’s hint that her fiancé is a businessman. I live in the south part of the country and I know that Mr. Lu has acquired several businesses here in the town that I live in. They’re just small businesses, but he acquired a few, so he’s definitely rich."

"Oh! He also bought a couple of small businesses where I live! It was all over the local news. I was wondering who this Mr. Moneybags Lu Zihao is. So it turns out that he’s actually Iris Long’s businessman fiancé."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"It seems like this Lu Zihao specializes in small businesses. He’s certainly not as impressive as his grandfather Sir Lu Jianhong, the business genius who founded Jin Corporation with CEO Jin’s grandfather back in the day."

"So what if he’s not as impressive? He’s so hot and so manly! Boss Iris sure is lucky to catch a man like him!"

"We’re not yet sure if he’s really Boss Iris’ fiancé, you know. His body build doesn’t match the man in the photo boss shared on Feng Jiu’s talk show."

"Easy! He probably worked out a lot since then!"

The netizens continued discussing Lu Zihao until a new wave of photos and reports were published online. The photos showed Iris Long wearing a more elegant dress this time. The sun was setting in the background, so it was almost evening in France when the photos were taken. Iris was seen shopping at the designer boutiques with her mother, Wei Lan. It was only the mother and daughter this time, accompanied by a few bodyguards.

Many were surprised that Iris and her mother were acting close. It was well-known that when Iris was just a teenager, the mother and daughter didn’t have a good relationship and that they fought all the time. It seemed like the two had already repaired their relationship.

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Back in China, it was already late at night. Sun Jingfei, Long Jinjing’s mother, was about to go to bed when her best friend sent her a website link. She clicked on it and saw the photos of Wei Lan and Iris shopping together in France.

"Hmm... Wei Lan has become more elegant. She has finally matured, I guess. Good for her. And good for Xiulan, too. At least the mother and daughter are beginning to bond like what nature intended," she murmured before finally going to sleep.

In another place, Zhu Ning, Long Jian’s mother, was once again wrecking the things inside their house. Long Jian wasn’t at home because he went for a business trip for a few days.

"Wei Lan, you bitch! How dare you act like a celebrity?! Shopping at those designer stores and posing for the paparazzi! You think you’re some kind of a big shot?! You’re nothing but a slut! A slut! A FUCKING SLUT!!!"

In the Zheng ancestral residence, Zheng Suyin, Long Hui’s mother, also saw the photos online. Her niece ran to her bedchamber even when it was already late at night just to show her the photos.

"That Wei Lan—or whatever her name—is just using Iris Long’s celebrity status to attend such a prestigious international film festival. What a parasite," the niece commented. "Iris Long isn’t even famous abroad. Practically nobody knows her there. Well, except for those old people from the European classical world. But who cares about classical music? Booooriiiiing~ Whatever. Who do they think they are? Iris Long and her mother are so full of themselves."

Zheng Suyin scrolled down the tablet to view the rest of the photos.

"Once a social climber, always a social climber," she said in a cold voice filled with venom. "With a mother like that, her slut daughter is sure to lose her supporters in the Long clan. Now that your Big Brother Hui owns 7.5% shares in Long Industries and is finally engaged to a suitable marriage partner, some of his previous supporters are returning to support him again. As is right. My son is the rightful heir to the Long clan and Long Industries. That slut mother and daughter are a joke. I don’t even understand why that little slut managed to obtain such a strong group of supporters in the Long clan."

While the aunt and niece insulted Wei Lan and Iris, Long Tengfei and his wife Yang Jiahui were also looking at the same photos in the Long ancestral residence.

"I hope that Wei Lan doesn’t embarrass my daughter at the international film festival," Long Tengfei muttered.

"I don’t think so," Yang Jiahui replied. "Meimei says that Wei Lan has been getting along with everyone in Xiulan’s household, especially the younger members of the staff. They look up to her."

Long Tengfei didn’t reply.

Yang Jiahui sighed. "People can and do change, Tengfei. Xiulan changed and it seems that her mother has also changed for the better. Don’t be so judgmental of Wei Lan anymore. Xiulan has accepted her back, so you should just let them connect as a mother and daughter should. Besides, it’s not like you have any room to talk. Meimei and her friends are very upset right now with your eldest son. Can’t you intervene in their situation? Your eldest son and youngest daughter are currently at war against each other. I know that you want your adult children to make their own decisions and I commend you for that. But as a parent, do you want your children to fight like this and treat each other like enemies?"

"I also wasn’t informed that my son broke up with Jiang Ying Yue and then got engaged with another woman. His mother and all the people involved hid it very well. It was already too late when my informants found out about it," he said. "I’ve already talked to my son but he wouldn’t listen to me. He has also started regularly visiting his mother at the Zhengs."

"Maybe...how about let’s invite Hui and Xiulan here for dinner?" Yang Jiahui suggested. "Tengfei, let’s help them resolve the issue with Jiang Ying Yue and Little Jun. I’m especially concerned for the well-being of the child. This kind of situation is not good for your grandson."

Long Tengfei was quiet for almost a minute, thinking, before he sighed and finally said, "Alright. We’ll plan something."

The night drew to a close. Each of these people went to sleep with their own thoughts after seeing the photos of the mother Wei Lan and her daughter Iris.