Yang Jingying's Doubts

"What would he send me?"

Yang Jingying furrowed her delicate brows, pondering as she opened the document folder and took out its contents.

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It wasn’t the letter she had imagined.

Besides, who writes letters these days?

Do you?

Wanting to contact someone without a phone or social media account?

Since it wasn’t some secret love letter,

Yang Jingying couldn’t muster any interest and quickly skimmed through the contents.

She was about to toss it aside carelessly.

But then, something caught her eye.

"It’s actually a business proposal!"

Yang Jingying’s beautiful eyes fixed intently on the handwriting.

She couldn’t be mistaken.

This was Xu Mo’s own handwriting!

Not written by someone else.

Yang Jingying’s thoughts drifted as she read, wondering what Xu Mo was up to.

The further she read,

the more astonished she became, her mouth even forming a small "o."

The names of the companies mentioned in the document—

some she knew, others she didn’t.

Most were unfamiliar, likely obscure small businesses.

But it mentioned that

these small companies would become future giants in an emerging industry.

If they could be acquired early and given the necessary funding to grow,

their future potential would be limitless.

Money would roll in faster than you could count.

There was a detailed acquisition plan,

as well as notes on future developments in certain regions.

The scope was vast,

but the planning and arrangements were equally meticulous.

Whoa!!!!!

After a long while,

Yang Jingying took a deep breath and reluctantly put down the business proposal.

She knew its value all too well.

If a small-cap company got hold of it

and followed the steps laid out,

within five years,

they could transform into a massive enterprise.

To put it simply,

this business plan was no less lucrative than the volcanic mud skincare line!

The volcanic mud series was a minor hit,

but this business plan was a blockbuster.

The profits would last for years.

By following the strategies outlined,

surpassing the Zhou Family and becoming the top of Magic City’s four great families was within reach!

"Why do I need so much money?"

"What I want is you!!!"

Yang Jingying sniffled, her tone tinged with melancholy.

Zhou Qiaoqiao didn’t mind,

but she did!!!!

Childhood sweethearts can’t compete with a sudden third wheel!

Just thinking about it made her upset.

After venting her frustrations,

Yang Jingying read through the document again.

A rough plan for implementing its contents began to form in her mind.

"What the Yang Family lost, I, Yang Jingying, will reclaim!"

"What I lost, I will also take back with my own hands."

"I’ll leave Xu Mo in your care for now."

Knock knock knock-----------

"Miss Yang, your flight tickets are booked."

"Come in."

Yang Jingying said cheerfully.

Her assistant entered,

ready to gather the documents from the boss’s desk.

"Cancel the tickets."

Yang Jingying’s lips curled into a faint smile.

The assistant was momentarily stunned, looking up just in time to see Yang Jingying’s radiant expression.

Her boss’s complexion had finally gained a touch of color.

It was clear she looked healthier than before.

The assistant’s heart stirred, "Understood, Miss Yang!"

"There’s one more thing I need you to do."

"Please go ahead, Miss Yang."

-----------------I am a soulless dividing line-------------------

The news of Xu Mo suddenly targeting two second-tier families

spread like wildfire in their circles.

The other second-tier families were furious but dared not speak out, huddling together in fear of being the next target.

"What the hell is this?! Since when did business stop following rules?"

"Calm down, we’re all civilized people here. No need for such language."

"Civilized my ass! Xu Mo hasn’t come after your family yet. Have you seen what happened to the Ma and Li Families? That lunatic is capable of anything!"

"His father, Xu Fuqiang, and his mother, Su Ting, the famous businesswoman of Magic City, shouldn’t have handed over the family business to a young man. At least wait until he’s more mature. Who would dare to work with the Xu Family now?"

"Good grief! If you want to collaborate with them, there’s a long line of people waiting outside."

"Those are all insignificant third-tier families and small enterprises. A dying camel is still bigger than a horse. If we all band together, Xu Mo won’t dare to make a move."

"Exactly! Let’s see if he dares to piss everyone off. We’ll all go down together."

Despite their loud bravado,

none of these second-tier family heads wanted to be the first to act.

They all hoped someone else would take the fall.

If they were lucky,

Xu Mo would take out a few more established second-tier families,

and the power dynamics among them could be reshuffled.

With their competitors gone,

they could rise to the top.

Of course,

these thoughts were largely influenced by the Ma and Li Families’ behind-the-scenes maneuvering.

The Ma and Li Families were now left with nothing—

except the moral high ground: public opinion.

The public hates nothing more than the strong bullying the weak.

It’s like when you’re driving, and someone on an electric scooter runs a red light, scratching your car. You kindly let them go without asking for compensation,

but they turn around and try to extort money from you.

They lie on the ground, open a car app,

and start recording videos and taking photos to upload online.

They don’t even need to argue with you.

A crowd of uninformed, biased onlookers will rally to their side,

cursing you to no end.

It’s as if you’re not human unless you kneel and kowtow three times to the scooter, then pay a hefty compensation.

This is exactly the situation the Xu Family is facing now.

It’s the Ma and Li Families’ counterattack.

They’ve painted themselves as the victims,

crying to the media,

claiming they did nothing wrong.

They woke up one day to find Xu Mo had ruined their lives.

Even if they made mistakes, their employees were innocent.

They’re pulling out all the emotional stops.

Meanwhile,

on Xu Mo’s side,

Xu Fuqiang called three times.

Su Ting called once.

The "female demon" didn’t call but sent a WeChat message: ‘I believe in you.’

That was it.

By now, it was already afternoon.

The golden hues of the setting sun streamed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the spacious office.

"Mr. Xu."

Jiang Jiajia walked in, beads of sweat forming on her delicate nose and forehead.

"Is everything ready?"

Xu Mo asked as he poured her a glass of red wine.

Jiang Jiajia nodded vigorously, "Everything’s been done as you instructed."

Then, with visible frustration, she added, "Those hypocrites, acting all innocent. Don’t they know what they’ve done?"

"Haha—here, have a drink to soothe your throat." Xu Mo handed her the glass with a smile.

Jiang Jiajia took it, her eyes widening. This was Xu Mo’s treasured red wine!

Of course, she wasn’t about to refuse.

After she had sipped enough,

Xu Mo’s smile faded. "Tell Zhang San to start the show. Let’s reveal the truth to the public."

At that moment,

Jiang Jiajia felt Xu Mo had never looked more handsome.

His charm was even more captivating than before!

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Moshi moshi, there’s an ending 1--------n, etc.

Expected to wrap up around 400 chapters.

Oh, and by the way, there’ll be some extras—like a few years later, when the little princess is born, and Yang Jingying and the others turn into doting parents. There’ll be a daughter arc, some behind-the-scenes chats with Lin An'an about acting, or just continuing to act. Daily life stuff.

Oh, and there’s more—feel free to add your ideas!

There’ll be stories about the little daughter,

and some about Xu Mo’s own childhood.

That’s the gist of it. The extras will be written casually—read them if you like, or if not, no worries. We’ll meet again when the time is right!