Chapter 0276

In the negotiation room of Luo Corporation, Luo Yao's talks with Samsung representatives collapsed.

The reason was Park Bo-gi, the decision-maker of the Samsung chaebol, who claimed that Luo Yao had insulted his ex-wife and son in a manner violating humanitarian principles, demanding concessions from Luo Corporation.

Luo Yao, however, immediately countered with a fierce rebuttal.

Park Bo-gi then shrugged with one hand—the one awkwardly wrapped in a cast—and said dismissively, "Fine. I'll expose what you've done to us. And without Samsung, you won’t find a better partner anyway."

The cast, by the way, was the result of a phone explosion.

"And as Samsung, one of the most renowned conglomerates in South Korea—no, the world—I’m sure many would jump at the chance to work with us."

Luo Yao had been silently watching their bluster until now. But she had never built her business on patience.

"So, spit it out if you have something to say. Otherwise, get lost."

Park Bo-gi was taken aback. "President Luo, you’re actually cursing? This attitude makes things very difficult."

Luo Yao flipped the table.

"Difficult? Then don’t bother. Liu Meng, escort the dog out."

Park Bo-gi panicked. "President Luo, are you really giving up this opportunity with Samsung? Do you even understand my terms?"

Luo Yao: "I understand Mandarin better than you. Get out. And by the way, you people from Little Korea—stop pretending you're big. You’re just a speck."

She then made a gesture every Korean would unmistakably recognize.

"You vulgar—how dare you? I’m Samsung’s current decision-maker!"

And so, the mighty Samsung representative and his team were unceremoniously thrown out of Luo Corporation.

The scene was recorded by onlookers and went viral.

Surprisingly, instead of criticism, netizens cheered.

It just showed how deep the animosity ran between Chinese and Koreans.

Arrogance? Fine. Overconfidence? Whatever. But being perpetual thieves? That’s where they crossed the line.

Humiliated beyond belief, Park Bo-gi swore to make Luo Yao pay.

Little did he know, this was the lightest punishment he’d face in the coming days.

After the expulsion, Luo Yao straightened her appearance, ensuring she looked flawless.

"Liu Meng, bring a specialist. We’re leaving."

They departed Luo Corporation and headed straight for the First Women’s Prison.

Liu Ruxue’s days had been hell.

By day, she did the work of three inmates. At meals, she wasn’t allowed proper food—others picked first, leaving her only scraps dumped in the trash.

At night, she slept not on the communal bunk but beside the toilet.

And the beatings? Routine. The cell had a rule: the first sighting of Liu Ruxue each day warranted a hard slap across her face.

Her cheeks had stayed swollen since arrival.

She was barely holding on, sustained only by the belief that "Brother Lin Ran will save me."

Had she known prison would be like this, she’d never have pulled a knife on Huo Haini.

Now, regret was sinking in.

"Liu Ruxue." The sudden call snapped her to attention.

"Here."

"Step out. Someone’s here to see you."

Her eyes lit up, tension draining away.

At this point, the only likely visitor was Lin Ran.

Why hadn’t her family come all these days? Not even during the trial?

But it didn’t matter now. Brother Lin Ran was finally here to rescue her.

As she followed the guard, her steps grew lighter with each passing corridor.

The thought of being released on medical parole filled her with joy.

But the moment she entered the visitation room, her body locked up in terror.

There, behind the glass, sat the woman who’d hurt her every time they met—staring coldly.

Liu Ruxue swallowed hard and picked up the receiver.

"What… are you doing here? Where’s Brother Lin Ran?"

Hearing "Brother Lin Ran," Luo Yao’s gaze turned deathly.

"Ah-Ran isn’t coming. You’ll never see him again."

Liu Ruxue refused to believe it. Clearly, Luo Yao was keeping him away.

"You’re lying! Brother Lin Ran would never abandon me. He loves me!"

Watching Liu Ruxue’s impotent fury through the glass, Luo Yao felt a flicker of satisfaction.

Those symmetrically swollen cheeks made her look almost… cute.

"Ah-Ran doesn’t love you. And even if he came, he’d probably laugh at your matching cheeks."

For the first time, Luo Yao spoke to her calmly—even amused enough to continue.

Liu Ruxue grew bolder. What could Luo Yao do through glass?

"You’re delusional! Brother Lin Ran has always loved me. Luo Yao, you’ll never have his heart."

The room’s temperature seemed to plummet. Behind Luo Yao, Liu Meng sighed softly.

Some people just dug their graves deeper.

Then came Luo Yao’s voice, icy as a blade: "Do you know why you’re here? Why you killed Huo Haini?"

Liu Ruxue: "???"

"What’s that got to do with you?"

Luo Yao: "The reason Lin Ran forgave you? It was because you cut ties with your best friend—proof of your ‘determination.’"

Liu Ruxue’s eyes widened in horrified realization.

"Y-you… it was you?"

Even she could piece it together now. Everything—a setup.

"Luo Yao, you’re vile! Brother Lin Ran hates women like you!"

Luo Yao closed her eyes, images flashing of Liu Ruxue being tormented in prison.

When she opened them again, her voice was eerily composed.

"Today, I came to borrow something. My bedroom needs a new decoration."

That gaze made Liu Ruxue’s blood run cold—as if death itself stared back.

"Stop trying to scare me! You can’t do whatever you want here. Who do you think you are? Just a homewrecker, a mistress!"

The more Liu Ruxue ranted, the more invigorated she felt.

"Besides, I’ve got nothing for you. And even if I did, a mistress like you isn’t worthy of anything from me."