Chapter 32: The Adopted Daughter of a Wealthy Family Leaks Telepathy 32 New Story Started “Mom…

Chapter 32: The Tycoon's Adopted Daughter Leaks Her Inner Thoughts

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Bai Qingqing woke up in the hospital and immediately sobbed hysterically, utterly unable to accept reality. She had spent so much effort trying to please Ding Jie, even stripping herself of all dignity and humiliating herself in front of Xu Ziyan and the others—only for Ding Jie to end up arrested!

What was she supposed to do now? She was already married to Ding Jie and pregnant with his child, but now she and her child would be labeled as a criminal's wife and child. They would be looked down upon wherever they went. Was she really expected to slave away at menial jobs to raise the child alone?

Wait—the child!

Wiping away her tears, Bai Qingqing ignored the doctor's advice and checked herself out, rushing straight to the Ding Corporation. The receptionist tried to stop her, but Bai Qingqing placed a hand on her stomach and said, "I'm carrying the Ding family's firstborn grandson. The consequences are on you!"

The receptionist was stunned, scrutinizing Bai Qingqing. She had never seen this woman before. Who was she? Pregnant with the Ding family's firstborn grandson? Could she be Ding Yao's side piece? Just then, Ding Yao stepped out of the elevator, and the receptionist quickly called out to explain the situation.

Ding Yao paused, glanced at Bai Qingqing, and simply said, "Don’t know her," before walking away.

Surrounded by mocking gazes, Bai Qingqing snapped, "I am Ding Jie’s lawfully wedded wife, and this child is his—meaning it’s Chairman Ding’s grandchild! I’m having pregnancy complications. If anything happens to the baby, will you take responsibility?"

Since they were all just employees, they had no choice but to escalate the matter upstairs. Eventually, Chairman Ding’s secretary came down and escorted Bai Qingqing up.

Meanwhile, Ding Yao left the company to meet Xu Ziyan. They had previously agreed to celebrate when they had time. Yang Anni was still on set, so after visiting her, Ding Yao returned to handle business. Though Ding Jie had been dealt with, his real nemesis had always been his father.

After learning about Bai Qingqing’s situation, Ding Yao discussed with Xu Ziyan, "Think we can screw over my old man this time?"

Xu Ziyan casually replied, "How? Hire reporters? Buy trolls? Say he didn’t even know his son got married, failed to raise him properly, and is now losing his marbles?"

Ding Yao’s eyes lit up. "That might actually work! Didn’t Fu Qixuan say we could weaken the Ding Corporation and take it over? PR warfare is still warfare. Oh, and I still have that paternity test I never used."

He immediately made calls to arrange things. Thanks to his experience running an entertainment company, he had plenty of connections in this field and quickly set everything in motion.

Upstairs, Chairman Ding received Bai Qingqing in his office, his face stern and his gaze piercing, making her nervous. His first question was, "When did you two register your marriage? Who proposed it? What does your family do?"

Bai Qingqing took a deep breath and answered each question. Of course, she couldn’t tell the truth—she spun a tale of mutual love, claiming she had worried about our social mismatch, but Ding Jie had insisted on giving her a family. After moving out of the Ding mansion, they had built their own home and conceived a child.

Now that Ding Jie had been arrested, she was terrified. The stress had caused her to have pregnancy complications, and she had no idea what to do except come here.

Her goal was to play on Chairman Ding’s guilt—after all, he had failed Ding Jie. Now, with the Ding family’s only grandchild in her womb and her health at risk, surely he would arrange for her care and support?

To her shock, Chairman Ding showed no concern for her or the child. He hadn’t cared about Ding Jie when he was born, only acknowledging him as an adult when his talents became apparent. Why would he care about some unborn fetus? He could father dozens of heirs—a weak grandchild held no appeal.

The only reason he had agreed to see Bai Qingqing was to clarify Ding Jie’s marital status. If her family had been influential, it might have been a useful alliance for the Ding Corporation. But upon learning she came from poverty, he lost all interest and ordered her escorted out.

Bai Qingqing refused to give up. Frantically, she pleaded, "Father, now that I’m married to Ding Jie, I’m part of the Ding family. In this crisis, please let me help!"

Chairman Ding scoffed. "If you were someone of Xu Ziyan’s pedigree, you might be of some use. But someone like you? What help could you possibly offer? Drop the act. If you were truly desperate, you’d be at the detention center trying to see Ding Jie, not here acting clueless. You and your child are only connected to Ding Jie—and since I no longer acknowledge him, I certainly won’t acknowledge you either. Get out!"

Two secretaries dragged Bai Qingqing out of the company by her arms, leaving her utterly humiliated under the watchful eyes of the receptionists. She only felt it was the most humiliating moment of her life. Just as she tried to hail a taxi, a swarm of reporters surrounded her.

"Are you Mrs. Ding? Which Mr. Ding is your husband?"

"You’re carrying the Ding family’s firstborn grandson? Does that mean he’ll be the future heir?"

"They kicked you out—was it because you lied?"

"I didn’t lie!" Bai Qingqing, already furious and unable to escape, blurted out, "Of course this is the Ding family’s firstborn grandson, but Chairman Ding’s too high and mighty to even acknowledge his own grandchild. No wonder the company’s failing with someone so heartless in charge!"

The mention of the company sharpened the reporters’ questions. "Is the Ding Corporation in decline? So it’s true they ordered corporate espionage?"

"As Ding Jie’s wife, you must know insider details. Was Chairman Ding the one behind his crimes?"

Bai Qingqing deliberately replied, "I don’t know for sure, but the Ding Jie I knew was a good man. He’d never commit crimes on his own." Then, her voice cracked, eyes reddening. "Ding Jie suffered because of his irresponsible parents. All he ever wanted was his father’s approval—was that so wrong? If his father told him to do something, of course he had to obey."

Her words were carefully ambiguous, making it sound like Chairman Ding had indeed ordered Ding Jie’s crimes. Bai Qingqing seethed inwardly—she hadn’t explicitly accused him of anything, so he couldn’t sue her for defamation. If that old bastard refused to acknowledge her and give her benefits, then no one would walk away unscathed.

After clawing her way to the heights only to be thrown back into the depths, with no one willing to help her, Bai Qingqing was ready to burn everything down and drag everyone down with her. She even considered dragging Xu Ziyan into it, hinting that Xu Ziyan had seduced Ding Jie into being her mistress.

But before she could say more, Chairman Ding, now aware of the commotion, sent security to disperse the reporters. In the chaos, someone spotted a paternity test report on the ground and picked it up, exclaiming in shock, "A paternity test between Ding Jie and Chairman Ding? They’re not father and son?!"

Everyone stared at Bai Qingqing, assuming the document had fallen from her bag. This was an explosive scoop! The so-called Ding family "illegitimate son," who had nearly snatched the heir’s position, wasn’t even Chairman Ding’s biological child!

Even more scandalous—Ding Jie was the son of the famous actress Song Jie. Song Jie had been exposed as a mistress, forced to retire from the entertainment industry and flee abroad. Now it turned out her son wasn’t even Chairman Ding’s—meaning she had cuckolded him?!

Scandalous affairs and gossip always trumped business drama. Reporters furiously snapped photos of the document, and soon the news spread like wildfire online.

A security guard managed to retrieve the report and rushed to Chairman Ding’s office. The chairman frowned impatiently. "What now? Can’t you handle one delusional woman?"

The guard stammered, "N-no, Chairman… you need to see this. It fell out of Bai Qingqing’s bag. Ding Jie… he’s not your son!"

"What?!" Chairman Ding snatched the report and skimmed it. The results were unmistakable—dated months ago, confirming Ding Jie shared no blood relation with him.

He stood abruptly, overwhelmed by the relentless blows of the past few days, and collapsed unconscious.

Panicked, the guard called for an ambulance. Downstairs, Bai Qingqing was still frantically denying she had brought the paternity test, but no one cared—the contents of the report were all that mattered.

Before the reporters could disperse, an ambulance arrived. Under Ding Yao’s instructions, photos of Chairman Ding being loaded into the ambulance quickly went viral, rocketing to trending topics.

Netizens felt like they were spectating an absurd drama. Otherwise, how could they see such outrageous headlines? Song Jie’s son wasn’t Lao Dingtou’s? Then whose was he? All along, everyone thought Song Jie had betrayed the woman who sponsored her, clinging to a wealthy man as his mistress for years—only to find out she had cuckolded him?!

She really had lived out a soap opera in real life!

The most outrageous part? This "illegitimate son" had nearly inherited the Ding family. And he had the audacity to steal trade secrets and kidnap the legitimate heir—a career criminal.

Just as the public learned about Song Jie’s career criminal son, news broke that he had been completely exposed and arrested. His secretly wedded wife had been thrown out of the Ding Corporation after failing to negotiate with Lao Dingtou, only to drop the bombshell that he wasn’t even Lao Dingtou’s son—directly causing the old man to faint from rage!

This series of events was too melodramatic to be real—was it?!

Skeptical netizens spectated the drama, only to confirm everything was true. Public outrage exploded, and the Ding Corporation’s reputation plummeted. Chairman Ding, still unconscious, became the laughingstock of the internet—the cuckolded old man. Who knew if he could handle the shock when he woke up?

Things had gone smoother than expected. Ding Yao raised a glass to Xu Ziyan. "You’re really a good luck charm. I just need to follow your lead, and everything works out perfectly. From now on, I’m calling you Sister Yan. If you’ve got any good opportunities, take me along—I’ve got plenty of money to invest."

Xu Ziyan joked, "Sure, I won’t hold back. Just let me lend my name to your projects, and I’ll guarantee smooth sailing."

"Deal!" Ding Yao wasn’t kidding. He genuinely believed Xu Ziyan was a heaven-sent good luck charm, saving him and Anni from disaster. She was his savior. Though he couldn’t explain the mind-reading incident, he would never forget this debt.

Strangely, even though he could no longer hear her thoughts, he still felt safest around her. He decided to collaborate more with Xu Ziyan, especially on the entertainment company—it was the key to securing his future.

He also asked Xu Ziyan to invite Fu Qixuan over to discuss seizing control of the Ding Corporation while Chairman Ding was incapacitated.

With her part done, Xu Ziyan figured such a big piece of news meant she shouldn't keep the main player in the dark. She had her driver take her to the detention center to visit Ding Jie.

Ding Jie was stunned to see her. "What are you doing here? To laugh at me?"

Xu Ziyan grinned. "Exactly. Here to witness your spectacular downfall." She showed him her phone screen. "Look—fresh-off-the-press trending news, starring you! Surprised? Shocked? Haha!"