You Will Not Succeed

A surge of warmth welled up in Lin Xuan's heart.

It seemed... the feeling of having family backing you up was quite nice...

Just as this thought crossed his mind, scenes of the Lin family abusing him, beating and scolding him, resurfaced in his mind.

The flicker of emotion he had just felt was forcefully suppressed once more.

The Jiang family is good to him now, but what about the future?

Even his own birth parents treated him like that, let alone others...

As soon as Lin Qingwan got off the program,

she couldn't wait to open Weibo.

Lin Xuan's popularity was very high.

The news about her and Lin Xuan should be sitting high on the trending search list.

But,

there was nothing!

Dozens of entries on the list, not a single one related to her or Lin Xuan.

It was the same on other platforms.

What's going on?

Why isn't there any news at all?

Does that mean Lin Xuan won't see her heartfelt words?

A call came through on Lin Qingwan's phone.

Lin Qingwan took her phone out of her bag to check. The contact name read: Jiang Yutong.

Thinking of something, Lin Qingwan's face instantly darkened.

She strongly suspected it was Jiang Yutong's doing, preventing her and Lin Xuan from appearing on the trending list.

Lin Qingwan put the phone to her ear and immediately questioned, "Jiang Yutong, was it you?"

The Jiang family certainly had the power to remove topics from trending searches.

And besides Jiang Yutong, she couldn't think of anyone else who would interfere in this matter.

Jiang Yutong wouldn't want to see her happy; she would definitely try every possible way to stop Lin Xuan from acknowledging her.

"That's right, I asked my sister to do it," Jiang Yutong admitted readily.

Lin Qingwan tightened her grip on the phone and let out a cold laugh. "Jiang Yutong, I know you want to stop Lin Xuan from recognizing me as his elder sister, but can you really stop it?"

"Lin Qingwan, don't you think you're being hypocritical?" Jiang Yutong got straight to the point.

Lin Qingwan pressed her lips together.

Where was she being hypocritical?

Her desire to reclaim Lin Xuan, to compensate him, was sincere from start to finish.

"Lin Qingwan, are you sure the words you said on the program weren't meant to pressure Lin Xuan into acknowledging you?" Jiang Yutong said coldly.

Lin Qingwan was taken aback.

Jiang Yutong continued, "You publicly declared you want to compensate Lin Xuan, painted yourself as pitiful, and displayed deep affection for him. Are you giving him a choice? If he doesn't acknowledge you, and his rivals later manipulate this, he might be labeled as heartless and ungrateful."

Don't be fooled by how popular Lin Xuan is because of his 'genius entrepreneur' title.

Many people envy him.

Public opinion online is fickle.

If Lin Xuan doesn't acknowledge Lin Qingwan as his sister, this could very well become a reason for everyone to turn against him in the future.

Human jealousy is terrifying.

It would be followed by endless rumors and slander against Lin Xuan.

This was precisely why she had asked her sister to contain the spread of the news immediately.

"No, that wasn't my intention," Lin Qingwan shook her head. "I just didn't consider that aspect."

"Lin Qingwan, we've been rivals for years. Don't I know you?" Jiang Yutong sneered.

"You were aware of this potential consequence, but you wanted Lin Xuan to acknowledge you quickly to ease your own conscience. As for what Lin Xuan might face, you didn't consider it at all."

Lin Qingwan's voice suddenly rose, "Jiang Yutong, don't act like you know me. Everything I do is for Lin Xuan's own good."

Her skincare company would soon grow into the world's number one skincare corporation.

It would make countless amounts of money.

If Lin Xuan had a sister like her as a backing, it would be a great benefit to him.

She was thinking of Lin Xuan's welfare in everything.

Jiang Yutong couldn't be bothered to waste more words on a hypocrite like Lin Qingwan.

"Lin Qingwan, you'd better cherish this last period of glory."

Because very soon, the issues with the Supreme Series skincare line would be exposed.

Lin Qingwan's company would surely face bankruptcy.

By then, Lin Qingwan would become a social pariah, scorned by everyone.

After saying this, Jiang Yutong hung up.

Lin Qingwan's hand, still holding the phone, dropped from her ear to her side.

She kept muttering to herself.

"I never meant to pressure Lin Xuan."

"I just wanted to properly compensate him, to be a good elder sister."

"Yes, I'm not wrong."

"Everything I did was for Lin Xuan's good."

She said it over and over until she almost believed it herself.

The guilt she felt over potentially affecting Lin Xuan was also swept away.

She quickened her pace.

She must develop her company quickly, so it can become Lin Xuan's support in the future.

Lin Qingwan hurried back to her company.

Jiang Shuqin was in the company's first-floor lobby with a group of society ladies.

"Shuqin, I really envy you for having such a capable daughter."

"Having a daughter in the skincare business is wonderful. Look, Shuqin's skin is so refined and smooth, you can't tell she's almost fifty."

Flattered by their praise, Jiang Shuqin beamed with pride.

After the bankruptcy of Xinghui Group, people from her upper-class social circle had avoided her.

Now that Wan'er was successful, they all flocked back, currying favor and flattering her.

This greatly satisfied Jiang Shuqin's vanity.

She felt immense pride.

Yutong really brought her honor.

And in the future, Li'er would probably also bring her a huge surprise, making her the envy of all the society ladies.

Lin Qingwan walked over and asked curiously, "Mom, what brings you here?"

"Wan'er," Jiang Shuqin smiled and walked to Lin Qingwan's side. "These are all mom's friends. They couldn't get their hands on the new batch of Supreme Series skincare products. Do you still have any in the company? Can you give some to these aunties?"

These were all people from high society. Building good relationships with them couldn't be wrong.

"Mom, yes, we do," Lin Qingwan nodded. "I kept quite a few. I'll have someone bring them for you."

"Good," Jiang Shuqin smiled and nodded.

Employees soon brought out boxes of the Supreme Series skincare sets.

Each of the society ladies took two sets.

They were all beaming with delight.

Excellent.

With this skincare, the flaws on their faces could be reduced, and perhaps they could even win back their husbands' attention, making them pay less mind to their mistresses outside.

"Wanwan, how much is it? I'll transfer the money to you," one of the ladies spoke up.

"No need for payment," Lin Qingwan shook her head. "They're not worth much. Since you're all good friends with my mom, consider these skincare sets as gifts from me."

Altogether, it was just a few hundred thousand.

That amount of money,

she didn't care about.

These ladies came from wealthy and influential families. Spending a bit of money to build good relationships with them was a worthwhile investment.

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