Butler Wang stepped out of the car with an excited expression, putting on a face mask. He pretended to be a passerby, standing by the roadside not far from them, acting as if he were waiting for a ride while eavesdropping intently on the commotion around Lin Xuan.
"Jiang Yutong, we've been rivals for years. I know what you're thinking—there's no need to put on an act in front of me," Lin Qingwan said with a knowing look.
Jiang Yutong raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Then tell me, how exactly am I acting?"
Lin Qingwan declared confidently, "By being nice to Little Xuan."
Jiang Yutong was baffled.
What nonsense? Was being kind to Little Xuan now considered an act?
A spark of amusement flickered in Lin Xuan's eyes. He was curious to hear what outrageous claims Lin Qingwan would make next.
Lin Qingwan's expression turned icy. "Jiang Yutong, dragging Little Xuan into the feud between our companies? I thought the Jiang Family was known for their good upbringing. Seems I was wrong."
Jiang Yutong was even more confused.
Out of nowhere, this had somehow shifted to company matters.
Was Lin Qingwan out of her mind?
"Little Xuan," Lin Qingwan turned to Lin Xuan, "has Jiang Yutong been treating you well?"
Lin Xuan nodded. "Yeah, she's been decent."
From the start, the Jiang Family had been considerate toward him.
"Just as I thought," Lin Qingwan sneered.
"Little Xuan," she pointed at Jiang Yutong, "recently, our companies have been competing, and Jiang Yutong’s company lost to mine. She’s holding a grudge, so she’s targeting someone I care about."
"Little Xuan, she’s deliberately acting close to you to provoke me. Don’t fall for it. Once she gets what she wants, she’ll drop you without a second thought."
The Jiang Family was heartless—they cut ties with their own daughter without hesitation. Why would they care about their daughter’s son?
The only reason they had acknowledged Little Li before was because he had saved their grandfather.
As for Jiang Yutong, she was just bitter about the cosmetics dispute and was using Little Xuan to get back at her.
Jiang Yutong: "!!!"
Lin Qingwan really had a wild imagination.
But did she really think these words would drive a wedge between Little Xuan and her?
Hah! Lin Qingwan wouldn’t succeed.
"Anyway, Little Xuan, don’t be fooled by Jiang Yutong. She’s just using you. I’m your real sister—I’d never lie to you," Lin Qingwan insisted urgently.
Disguised as a bystander, Butler Wang listened to the entire exchange with relish.
Tsk tsk tsk, the drama surrounding Young Master Lin never failed to entertain.
Honestly, Lin Qingwan had some nerve.
Butler Wang sighed inwardly.
Thank goodness Young Master Lin had already cut ties with the Lin Family.
Lin Xuan was equally exasperated.
He had no patience left for Lin Qingwan’s nonsense.
Coldly, he said, "Lin Qingwan, let me remind you again—I’ve severed all ties with the Lin Family. My affairs are none of your business."
"Little Xuan, I’m only looking out for you. I don’t want you to be played for a fool by Jiang Yutong," Lin Qingwan pressed, growing more desperate as Lin Xuan ignored her.
Lin Xuan smirked. "Even if Jiang Yutong is deceiving me, so what? Her actions still don’t compare to the harm the Lin Family has done to me."
"Little Xuan, I—" Lin Qingwan was at a loss for words.
Jiang Yutong scoffed. "Lin Qingwan, since you’re such a terrible sister, let me show you how it’s done."
She’d do a far better job than Lin Qingwan ever could.
Lin Qingwan’s chest heaved with anger at Jiang Yutong’s mocking smile.
"And one more thing," Jiang Yutong added, "let me correct you—I haven’t lost to a thief who steals research."
Lin Qingwan sneered inwardly.
She’d already reverse-engineered Jiangtong Company’s skincare formulas.
Everyone believed the products were her company’s innovation.
Jiangtong Company’s products had no presence in the market.
And during the recent sales event, her company’s products had flown off the shelves.
How was that a loss?
Lin Qingwan retorted, "Jiang Yutong, stop deluding yourself. I’ve already won. Does your company even stand a chance now?"
Jiang Yutong simply smiled without responding.
Soon enough, Lin Qingwan wouldn’t be laughing.
Afraid Lin Xuan might misunderstand, Lin Qingwan quickly explained, "Little Xuan, don’t listen to her lies. I didn’t steal anything from her company."
Lin Xuan let out a cold laugh. "With a father like Lin Chang, what kind of daughter could he possibly raise?"
Lin Qingwan paled.
Clearly, Little Xuan believed Jiang Yutong.
Her reputation in his eyes was already tarnished, and now this misunderstanding had made it even worse.
Especially since Dad previously plagiarized the game from Little Xuan's company—Little Xuan must despise plagiarizers deeply.
Lin Xuan said expressionlessly, "Lin Qingwan, your hypocrisy is truly nauseating."
"If you really feel guilty toward me, then stay out of my sight."
He had no interest in seeing Lin Qingwan's fake, insincere act.
"Little Xuan, I..." Lin Qingwan instinctively tried to bridge the gap between them.
"Get lost," Lin Xuan replied coldly.
"Then take care, Little Xuan. If you ever face any trouble you can't handle, come find your elder sister. If I can help, I will."
Lin Qingwan had no choice but to leave Lin Xuan for now.
Her heart ached sharply.
But it didn’t matter if Little Xuan treated her poorly.
She would make it up to him unilaterally in the future.
As for bringing Little Xuan back to the Lin Family—that was nearly impossible. All she hoped was that one day, he might forgive his elder sister.
Lin Qingwan drove away.
The moment she left, Liang Yilong happened to pass by Tianmu Group in his car.
Spotting Jiang Yutong’s figure, he slammed on the brakes.
It was Jiang Yutong—and Lin Xuan, the man she clearly favored!
Liang Yilong’s grip on the steering wheel tightened.
Seeing Jiang Yutong laughing and chatting so warmly with Lin Xuan, his eyes darkened with fury.
In all their time together, she had never smiled at him like that.
And wasn’t Jiang Yutong supposed to be busy?
Meeting her crush in secret—was this what she called "busy"?
Liang Yilong felt utterly betrayed.
He wanted nothing more than to storm over, confront Jiang Yutong, and beat Lin Xuan to a pulp.
But he couldn’t.
If he acted recklessly now, Jiang Yutong might break up with him.
Then he’d lose any claim to the Jiang Family’s fortune.
He had to hold back—for now.
Later, he’d find a way to make Jiang Yutong despise this man.
Jiang Yutong—and the wealth under her name—would belong to him. No one could take them away.
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