Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 59 From today onwards, you are not allowed to set foot in Jiangcheng again.

At midnight, the popularity of the video of catching someone in adultery started to decline.

Just then, an account called "Jiangcheng Spectator" posted a new video.

The image quality is clear, and the angle is tricky, capturing the faces of Wen Wubin, Lin Yanya, and Huang Mao clearly.

The accompanying text was even harsher than the previous photos taken by passersby: "Jiangcheng Wenwubin, a married woman named Lin Yanya, was caught in the act of having sex with multiple people in a hotel room by someone else's husband!"

They even specifically tagged several local influential accounts.

This video went viral as soon as it was posted.

Its popularity skyrocketed again, soaring from the local rankings to the provincial rankings, and then from the provincial rankings to the national rankings.

The comment section was completely flooded with comments.

"Wen Wubin? Is that Wen Guoliang's son from Meiwei?"

"Holy crap, it's him! I've had dinner with him before, I never imagined he was this kind of person!"

"I know Lin Yanya. Her husband is a deliveryman. It's so pitiful."

"This woman is so slutty, she has a husband and children but still messes around outside."

"Three people? How elaborate is that?"

"My God, this has completely shattered my worldview."

The comment with the most likes was only four words: "Well played!"

In less than an hour, the video had been viewed more than a million times.

Headlines such as #MarriedWomanHasAffairWithMeiWeiYoungMaster#, #MeiWeiRichSecondGenerationFallsInLovesSports#, and #MeiWeiPrinceBeaten# trended on Douyin's hot search list.

Netizens from all over the country flocked to watch the drama unfold.

People started digging into Wen Wubin's family background and discovered that his father was the owner of Meiwei, which made the comments section even more lively.

"So he's a rich kid. Is this what rich kids do?"

"Meiwei? I used to buy clothes from them, but I'll never buy from them again."

"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too; his father probably isn't a good person either."

……

When Wen Guoliang brought Wen Wubin home, his wife Zhao Guilan was sitting on the sofa, waiting anxiously.

Upon seeing the two enter, Zhao Guilan quickly went over to check on them.

"You're back? Where's Binbin?"

"In the back."

Wen Guoliang changed his shoes, threw his coat on the sofa, and looked very unhappy.

Zhao Guilan could tell from his face that this matter was quite serious.

She had been with Wen Guoliang for over twenty years and knew this man all too well.

The calmer his expression, the angrier he was inside.

But when she saw the bandage wrapped around Wen Wubin's face behind her, she immediately showed a pained expression and asked with concern:

"Oh my god, Binbin, what happened? Who hit you? Have they caught the person who did it?"

"Look at your face, does it hurt? Mom will boil an egg for you to put on it..."

Wen Wubin was too ashamed to answer.

Wen Guoliang plopped down on the sofa, picked up the water glass on the coffee table, took a sip, and then spoke angrily:

"Your son slept with someone else's wife and even engaged in group sex. He was caught by the wife's husband in a hotel and beaten up."

Zhao Guilan's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

She sat down next to Wen Guoliang, her voice softening: "Guoliang, Binbin is still young and doesn't understand things. Young people make mistakes, that's normal. Don't get too angry, it'll hurt your health."

Wen Guoliang sneered, "Still young? Twenty-three, still young? He's old enough to be a father, still young?"

Zhao Guilan was momentarily speechless, but quickly added, "He's also fallen in with bad friends and been led astray. Let him go back to Jiangzhou city, and we'll keep an eye on him. He definitely won't do it again."

Wen Guoliang didn't reply, but picked up his water glass and took another sip.

Zhao Guilan continued, "Besides, it was Binbin who was injured this time. His nose was broken, how pitiful. Look at his face, it's swollen like a pig's head..."

Just as Wen Guoliang was about to say something, his phone vibrated.

He looked down and saw it was a WeChat message from the company's administration.

A link was posted with the following text: "Mr. Wen, there are people spreading information about Meiwei on Douyin, which is having a bad influence. Please take a look."

Wen Guoliang frowned and clicked on the link.

The page redirects to Douyin (TikTok), where a video is displayed.

The headline read: "Wen Wubin, a rich second-generation from Jiangcheng, was caught cheating at a hotel; the scene was horrific."

In the video, Wen Wubin's face is covered in blood, and he is screaming in pain as he is beaten.

The number of views shows over one million.

Wen Guoliang's hands began to tremble.

He scrolled down to the comments section.

The most liked comments were like knives stabbing into his heart.

"Isn't this guy the son of Mei Weiwen Guoliang? Is this what rich kids are like?"

"Meiwei? You mean that Meiwei that sells clothes? I'm never buying from them again, they're disgusting."

"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too; if the son is like this, the father won't be much better."

"How can Wen Guoliang, who raised such a son, still have the nerve to work in the business world?"

Wen Guoliang's face went from ashen to bright red, and then from bright red to deathly pale.

He slammed his phone down on the coffee table with a loud "thud," startling Zhao Guilan.

"Guoliang, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Look at the video yourself, see what your son has done!"

Zhao Guilan's expression turned grim as she looked at the video and the comments section.

Wen Guoliang suddenly stood up and kicked Wen Wubin in the thigh.

"I told you not to go astray!"

Wen Wubin was still standing there as punishment when he was kicked and took two steps back, almost falling over.

"I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Wen Guoliang kicked him again, this time in the butt.

Wen Wubin cried out "Ouch!" and dodged to the side.

Zhao Guilan rushed over and grabbed Wen Guoliang's arm: "Guoliang! Stop hitting him! He still has injuries on his face!"

"Injured? Just kill him!"

Wen Guoliang shook off Zhao Guilan's hand and tried to rush upwards again.

Zhao Guilan clung tightly to his waist and shouted to Wen Wubin, "Binbin, get out of the way!"

Wen Wubin covered his buttocks and retreated to the corner of the wall, his face gauze soaked with sweat.

Zhao Guilan pulled Wen Guoliang, her voice trembling with tears, "Guoliang, calm down! Binbin knows he was wrong! What's the point of hitting him? Won't you feel bad if you hurt him?"

Wen Guoliang was panting heavily, staring at Wen Wubin, his chest heaving.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, with only Wen Guoliang's heavy breathing.

Seeing that he had stopped struggling, Zhao Guilan quickly said, "Guoliang, let him go back to Jiangzhou city. He won't dare to do anything reckless under our noses."

Wen Guoliang took a deep breath and pointed at Wen Wubin's nose.

"You, right now, pack your things."

Wen Wubin was taken aback: "Now? Dad, it's already past midnight..."

"I said now!" Wen Guoliang's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth. "Pack your things and get back to Jiangzhou city. From today onwards, you are not allowed to set foot in Jiangcheng again."

Wen Wubin opened his mouth and glanced at Zhao Guilan.

Zhao Guilan gave him a wink, meaning "Don't talk back, hurry up and leave."

Wen Wubin gritted his teeth and lowered his head: "I understand, Dad."

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