Chapter 1297: The Fool’s Daughter (76)

Ever since Tang Mengmeng learned that Tang Guo's husband came from a truly wealthy family, she had been consumed with jealousy.

Whenever someone mentioned Tang Guo, she would inevitably say a few bad things about her.

But there were many smart people in the world, and few would believe her so easily.

Anyone with even a little connection to that circle knew exactly what kind of reputation Tang Guo had.

She was one of the nation's finest risk assessment specialists. How many presidents of major corporations sought her advice before investing in new industries or establishing new companies?

Everyone who had dealt with her agreed on one thing—she was extremely shrewd.

Still, as long as one didn't offend her, everything was easy to discuss.

But once someone crossed her, before she even began taking revenge, Young Master Yuan and Madam Yuan would already join forces to destroy whoever had offended her.

She was now the treasured jewel of the Yuan family.

Rumor had it that Chairman Yuan himself occasionally sought his capable daughter-in-law's opinion on the future direction of the company.

Could a woman like that be provoked?

Even if she truly had some faults, who would dare utter a single word against her?

Unable to accept it, Tang Mengmeng declared that one day she would marry even better than Tang Guo.

Tang Guo was only a graduate of an ordinary university, whereas she had entered a prestigious key university and planned to pursue a master's degree abroad. Once she returned, her starting point would be far higher than Tang Guo's.

Besides, she was young and attractive. Surely she'd be more popular than Tang Guo.

During her sophomore year, at a family gathering, Liu Chunyue mentioned that she had accidentally become acquainted with a friend.

Apparently, this friend frequently mingled among the wealthy and knew many rich young masters and heiresses.

The friend had even asked whether there were any unmarried girls of suitable age in their family. The wealthy families only wanted clean and respectable young women for marriage.

They could get acquainted first, and whether they married or not would depend on whether they got along after meeting.

Tang Mengmeng was immediately tempted.

After pestering Liu Chunyue with countless questions, she decided to meet them first.

As a result, her plans to study abroad were delayed.

If she could seize the opportunity to enter the circles of wealthy young masters now, why should she give it up?

Tang Guo, with an ordinary degree, had managed to marry Yuan Shuo.

She herself attended a prestigious university. Why shouldn't she have a chance to know rich young men?

If studying abroad caused her to miss such an opportunity, the loss would outweigh the gain.

Tang Guo occasionally glanced at the family group chat and learned about these developments.

Later, she heard that Tang Mengmeng had indeed met a wealthy second-generation heir. The two had taken a liking to one another, and Tang Guo paid no further attention.

Several months later, she noticed a message in the group announcing Tang Mengmeng's marriage—to that very rich young heir she had met through matchmaking.

To become a wealthy wife, Tang Mengmeng had already dropped out of university.

Tang Guo merely glanced at the message before returning to her blissful life with Brother Shuo.

Recently, her Brother Shuo had mastered all the breakfasts she knew how to make. He insisted that constant exposure to oil fumes wasn't good for a girl's skin.

Although he loved eating her cooking, he preferred making meals for her himself.

From then on, cooking became Brother Shuo's responsibility.

Of course, Tang Guo still prepared things that didn't involve oil smoke, especially baked treats.

Since she wasn't particularly busy, she often brought afternoon tea to Yuan Shuo's office.

And on that day, the unsolved mystery that had plagued the employees of Yuan Corporation for years was finally answered.

They watched with their own eyes as the boss's wife delivered food to the office.

Then President Yuan locked the office door.

So…

Back then, when President Yuan locked himself in his office every morning to eat breakfast—

Had he really been eating meals made by his wife all along?