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Gu Chen and Bai Weiwei certainly didn't leave. How could they be willing to accept defeat so easily?
As soon as I returned to my room and locked the door, I heard Gu Chen's frustrated voice and Bai Weiwei's sobbing coming from downstairs.
Before long, there was a knock on the door.
"Yao Yao, open the door. We need to talk," Gu Chen's voice was strained with suppressed anger.
"Sister Yao Yao, please don't be mad. Let's clear up any misunderstandings, okay?" Bai Weiwei's voice was like that of a delicate flower in full bloom.
I ignored them and double-locked the door. Then, I called my assistant.
"Xiao Li, help me investigate the recent financial transactions between Gu Chen and his 'distant cousin' Bai Weiwei, as well as their call records. The more detailed, the better. Also, spread the word that I'm feeling mentally unstable after a big blow and plan to sell my shares in Lin at a low price."
Dealing with people like this requires a bit of dirtiness.
Just as I hung up, the knocking grew more urgent, accompanied by Gu Chen's low growl: "Lin Yao! If you don't open the door, I'll kick it down!"
Kick? Oh, bring it on.
I leisurely walked to the door and yanked it open.
Gu Chen's raised foot nearly hit my face; fortunately, he reacted quickly and pulled it back, but he still looked quite disheveled. Bai Weiwei stood behind him, her eyes swollen like walnuts—she must have been crying quite hard just now.
"Oh, is President Gu planning to put on a show of martial arts?" I leaned against the doorframe with my arms crossed and spoke coolly. "Or do you think that since I didn't succeed in our verbal sparring, you're ready to resort to physical attacks?"
"Lin Yao! Don't go too far!" Gu Chen pointed at me, his finger trembling with rage. "After all these years of our relationship, just after my uncle passed away, you treat me like this?"
"Relationship?" I scoffed. "Is that what you call exchanging glances with Bai Weiwei at my father's funeral? Or your comment in the hospital about how 'thankfully Lin Yao didn't wake up'?"
I deliberately lowered my voice to a volume only they could hear.
Sure enough, Gu Chen and Bai Weiwei's faces turned pale instantly. Did they think I was completely oblivious while I was unconscious? How naive.
"You... what nonsense are you talking about..." Bai Weiwei's voice trembled as she avoided my gaze.
"Nonsense?" I stepped forward, closing in on them. "Should I call Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li right now and ask them what they think about a daughter who just lost her father being mentally unstable and signing documents recklessly while trying to sell shares at a low price? While I'm at it, I'll ask them if they think you, President Gu, are suitable to take over Lin."
My words struck directly at Gu Chen's soft spot. He feared nothing more than me blowing this situation up and exposing his true colors to those old board members.
Gu Chen's face shifted between shades of green and white as he looked at me, his eyes filled with uncertainty. He probably couldn't comprehend how the little white rabbit who had depended on him just days ago had suddenly transformed into a prickly hedgehog.
"Fine, Lin Yao, you're impressive," he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words through clenched jaws. "We'll see about this!"
After saying that, he pulled Bai Weiwei, who still wanted to say something, and walked away without looking back.
Watching their hurried figures, I gently closed the door.
Ha, this is just the beginning. The next day, I went straight to the Lin Family Group.
Dressed in a black professional suit and wearing ten-centimeter high heels, I exuded confidence.
The receptionist's eyes widened when she saw me, and she stammered, "L-Lin, Miss Lin."
I nodded and walked directly toward the president's private elevator.
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