Jiang Shuqin collapsed onto the floor.
Lin Chang nonchalantly picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on.
He remained calm and composed.
So what if he was caught? Jiang Shuqin, that brainless woman, would still be easily manipulated by him once they returned home.
He even helped Wang Yajun put on her clothes.
"Thank you, Brother Lin Chang," Wang Yajun said, tears welling up in her eyes, looking pitiful and fragile.
The bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief and reported, "Young Master Lin, she's dressed now. You can look."
"Pretty quick," Lin Xuan remarked.
He turned around and continued to watch the spectacle unfold.
He couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction.
Jiang Shuqin had completely broken down today. Aside from the time in her past life when she learned of Lin Li’s death and wept uncontrollably, he had never seen Jiang Shuqin like this before.
It felt so satisfying.
The more Jiang Shuqin suffered, the more excited he became.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
When Jiang Shuqin eventually found out that Lin Li was responsible for the death of her child, it would be the ultimate devastation for her.
Lin Qingwan observed Lin Xuan's expression, her lips pressed tightly together.
Was Lin Xuan really so happy to see the Lin family in chaos?
Did he truly hate the Lin family to such an extent?
Jiang Shuqin, still sitting on the floor, widened her eyes, her face filled with disbelief.
After a long while, she lifted her tear-streaked face, her lips trembling. "Lin Chang, you actually pushed me and called me crazy, all for that vixen Wang Yajun?"
"I’m your wife! How could you protect a mistress like her?"
Lin Chang’s expression darkened, but he remained silent.
Tears continued to stream down Jiang Shuqin’s face. "Why did you betray me? Didn’t you say you loved me the most?"
"And you!"
Jiang Shuqin pointed at Wang Yajun.
"I was the one who arranged your job as the secretary to the chairman of Starlight Group. Without me, you’d be wandering the streets somewhere."
"I treated you so well. How could you have the audacity to seduce my husband?"
Jiang Shuqin screamed hysterically.
"You’re all heartless monsters!"
"Ah—" Jiang Shuqin pounded the floor in despair.
"I gave you all my heart and soul, and this is what I get in return? You’re all ungrateful wretches!"
Jiang Shuqin cried and shouted, her eyes bloodshot, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
It was clear she had reached her breaking point.
"Shuqin, please let me explain. It wasn’t intentional. Please forgive me," Wang Yajun said frantically. "We just had a bit too much to drink, and things got out of hand…"
Wang Yajun’s mind was a mess, and she had no idea what to do.
She had always wanted to rise to the position of the chairman’s wife at Starlight Group, but certainly not like this!
Although Jiang Shuqin had left the Jiang family, she was still the only daughter of the Jiang family.
If Jiang Shuqin were to be driven out of the Lin family, she would undoubtedly rally the Jiang family against the Lin family.
When it came to interests, Lin Chang would surely prioritize them. He might even kick her out of Starlight Group to prove his loyalty to Jiang Shuqin.
She needed power to help Lin Li take over Starlight Group.
What should she do now?
Wang Yajun’s face turned pale.
"Drinking?" Jiang Shuqin laughed mockingly. "Wang Yajun, do you really think I’m that stupid?"
For once, Jiang Shuqin’s intelligence seemed to surface. "Wang Yajun, I thought you were deeply devoted, but it was all an act for my benefit!"
"On the surface, you seemed loyal, but in reality, you were just trying to keep me from suspecting you while you seduced my husband, right?"
"All those years when Lin Chang wasn’t home on our wedding anniversaries, I thought he was busy with work. Turns out, he was spending time with you, you vixen!"
"Shuqin, please listen to me. I really didn’t mean to…"
Wang Yajun grabbed Jiang Shuqin’s arm, desperately trying to explain.
"Get away from me!" Jiang Shuqin shoved Wang Yajun aside. "You want to replace me as Lin Chang’s wife? Dream on!"
"As long as I’m alive, you’ll never have that chance!" Jiang Shuqin said through gritted teeth.
Wang Yajun subtly clenched her fists.
"Lin Chang, listen to me!" Jiang Shuqin pointed at Wang Yajun again. "She has to be fired from the company and leave Yundu City! Or else I’ll never let this go!"
Wang Yajun lowered her head. "Shuqin, it was a moment of weakness. I shouldn’t have seduced Brother Chang."
"I’ll leave Yundu City."
She had no other choice now. If she stayed in Yundu City, Jiang Shuqin would never let her off the hook.
Moreover, leaving now might earn her more sympathy from Lin Chang.
Just as Wang Yajun had anticipated, Lin Chang’s gaze was filled with guilt when he looked at her.
He had wronged Yajun.
Yajun, who was carrying his child, had to marry someone else to protect his family. And now, for his sake, she was leaving Yundu City.
"Wang Yajun!" Jiang Shuqin said through clenched teeth. "Do you think just leaving will solve everything? I’ll make sure your life is miserable as long as you’re in this country."
"If you dared to betray me, you should know the consequences!"
A cold glint flashed in Wang Yajun’s eyes.
Jiang Shuqin, enjoy your moment of triumph. Once Lin Li takes over Starlight Group, I’ll make you pay!
Jiang Shuqin, still wearing the slippers she had on when Lin Xuan tied her up in the Lin household, forced herself to leave.
When she reached an empty area on the first floor, she finally broke down, squatting on the ground and weeping uncontrollably.
How could this happen?
Why did they betray her?
This was her husband, the person she trusted the most, and yet he had betrayed her…
If she had maintained her ties with the Jiang family, Lin Chang would never have dared to treat her like this.
No!
At this thought, Jiang Shuqin shook her head.
Lin Li and her three daughters were so filial, and each of them was talented.
She would show the Jiang family that she could thrive even without them.
Yes.
She was doing just fine.
Jiang Shuqin wiped the tears from her face and forced a smile.
Meanwhile, in the room.
Lin Qingwan and Lin Qingyan were both looking at Lin Chang with disappointment.
Lin Chang couldn’t bring himself to meet their gazes.
He turned to Wang Yajun. "Now that this has happened, you can’t stay at the company anymore. Pack your things and leave Yundu City."
Lin Chang, Lin Qingwan, and Lin Qingyan left the room.
Lin Xuan remained.
He knew there was still more drama to come.
The showdown between Wang Yajun and Du Hui.
Wang Yajun’s icy gaze fell on Lin Xuan.
Today’s events couldn’t have been a coincidence! The Lin family wouldn’t have just shown up at her place for no reason.
This had to be Lin Xuan’s doing!
She had underestimated him, and now she had suffered a huge setback.
Lin Xuan, just you wait!
"Wang Yajun, did you think you could just leave Yundu City like this?" A voice came from behind Wang Yajun.
Wang Yajun froze.
The voice… The only people left in the room were her and Lin Xuan, and Lin Xuan hadn’t spoken.
No, there was one more person—Du Hui, the comatose patient.
The voice did sound eerily like his.
Behind her was a bed, and the person sleeping on it was none other than Du Hui.
Could it be…
A wave of intense unease surged through Wang Yajun's heart.
Wang Yajun turned her stiffened neck toward Du Hui's direction. By now, Du Hui had already sat up on the bed, looking at her with a mocking expression.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
