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The air in the conference room felt as if it had solidified into a block of ice.
I sat in my chair, my fingers lightly tapping on the table, the rhythm slow yet filled with an oppressive weight. Each tap felt like it was striking against Su Qing's facade, attempting to tear away her layer of false elegance.
She lowered her head, pretending to organize her documents, but I noticed her hand gripping the pen tremble slightly. In that moment, I could almost hear the unease in her heart.
"Since President Su is so concerned about the accuracy of the project data, why don't we conduct a public verification?" I suddenly spoke up, my tone casual yet sharp as a dagger aimed at her soft underbelly.
Su Qing raised her head, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes before she quickly regained her composure. "Director Lin is joking. I'm merely suggesting a reasonable approach."
"Reasonable?" I raised an eyebrow slightly, a cold smile curling at the corners of my lips. "If it's for the benefit of the company, then of course I support it. However, I do have a small request."
All eyes in the room turned back to me, even the vice president paused his perusal of documents. He looked at me with a hint of curiosity in his gaze.
"Since President Su doubts the validity of my data, for the sake of fairness, please also make public the data you are responsible for on this project so that everyone can verify together." My voice was not loud, yet every word clearly reached everyone's ears.
The smile on Su Qing's face froze.
She clearly did not expect me to directly point the finger at her. After all, most people present knew that some of the projects she handled were not entirely clean. If a public verification were to take place, she would likely be more embarrassed than anyone else.
"Director Lin, isn't this a bit excessive?" Su Qing forced a smile, though her tone carried an undercurrent of unease. "After all, we are family; there’s no need to make things too awkward."
Family?
It was truly ironic to hear those words from her lips. This woman had stabbed me in the back to usurp my life and now dared to put on such a hypocritical facade?
"You’re right, President Su; we are family." I nodded, my tone unexpectedly gentle and shocking. "Precisely because of that, we should be more honest with each other, shouldn't we?"
The conference room fell into a brief silence.
Everyone was waiting to see the drama unfold, while Su Qing's expression had turned extremely grim. She clearly realized that if she continued to entangle herself in this situation, she would only force herself into a corner.
"Since Director Lin insists, let's do it your way," she finally spat out through clenched teeth, still striving to maintain a facade of calm.
But I knew that this confrontation was far from over.
---
After the meeting, I walked into the restroom alone and splashed cold water on my face.
The reflection in the mirror showed a seemingly composed exterior, but only I knew how fast my heart was racing. The earlier confrontation appeared to be in my favor, but it was fraught with danger. If I hadn’t seized that fleeting moment of Su Qing’s vulnerability, I wouldn’t have been able to turn the tide.
"Lin Wei, you can't let your guard down," I whispered to myself, taking a deep breath to push all my emotions back down.
Just then, the sound of high heels clicking against the floor echoed in the restroom. I looked up and saw a familiar figure in the mirror—Su Qing!
She pushed the door open and shot me a glare sharp as a knife. "Lin Wei, what did you mean by that just now?"
"What do you mean?" I turned around, feigning innocence as I looked at her. "Aren't you clear about it?"
"Stop playing dumb!" Su Qing finally tore off her disguise, her exquisite face twisted with anger. "You want to ruin my project, don’t you?"
"Ruin your project?" I scoffed, fixing my piercing gaze on her. "Sorry, but you were the one who provoked me first. If you're looking for trouble, don't blame others for sending you on your way."
The words ignited a fire of anger within her. She stepped forward, closing the distance between us, her eyes filled with hatred. "Lin Wei, don’t think you’ve won! I won’t let this go so easily!"
"I'm ready whenever you are," I replied without backing down, meeting her gaze head-on. "But next time you make a move, think carefully about your escape route."
Su Qing gritted her teeth and turned away without a word. But just as she reached for the door, she paused and said in a low, chilling voice, "Lin Wei, do you think you're clever? Don’t forget who pulled you out of the mire in the first place."
Her words stunned me for a moment, but I quickly regained my composure. "Yes, you did help me back then. But what about now? You've pushed me back into the mire and are standing on my head."
With that, she didn’t look back again; she slammed the door shut behind her. My hand instinctively clenched into a fist—not just from anger, but also because her veiled threat conjured up some vague and dangerous images in my mind.
---
That night, I sat in my study, organizing everything that had happened that day while checking the System Interface for my Virtuous Ability value.
" Virtuous Ability: 55%."
It seemed today’s small advantage had allowed me to accumulate some goodwill. But these numbers didn’t bring me true comfort. I needed more information; I needed to know what Su Qing would do next and uncover the secrets she had long hidden—only then could I truly break the imbalance of this game.
Suddenly, an anonymous text message popped up on my phone screen: "Meet at the café tomorrow at 9 AM. I have important clues about Su Qing."
No signature, no extra information, but my instincts told me this message was not a fabrication. It might just be the key to unraveling the mystery.
---
The next morning, I arrived at the café right on time. As soon as I walked in, I spotted a man wearing sunglasses and a hat sitting in the corner. He nodded slightly when he saw me and gestured for me to come over.
“Miss Lin,” he said in a low voice, “I’m here on someone’s behalf to help you.”
“Who sent you?” I raised an eyebrow and cautiously observed the changes in his expression.
He hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a document and handed it to me. “This contains some information about Su Qing. You’ll understand once you read it.”
Taking the document, I quickly skimmed through it. A chill ran down my spine as I saw the contents—detailed records of Su Qing’s dark past, including identity theft, embezzlement, and ambiguous relationships with certain high-ranking officials!
If this information were to be exposed, it would undoubtedly lead to her ruin!
But at the same time, a new question emerged in my mind: why was this man helping me? Who was behind him?
---
After leaving the café, I stood by the street, watching the bustling crowd and the flow of traffic, my thoughts swirling. This document was undoubtedly a double-edged sword. If used wisely, it could completely destroy Su Qing; but if discovered, it could also turn into a weapon against me.
Just then, a new System Notification popped up: “Would you like to use Short-Term Analysis Ability?”
Short-Term Analysis Ability?
Looking at the prompt on the screen, I hesitated for a moment before decisively choosing to confirm. As blue light flickered, a stream of information quickly appeared before my eyes—details about the source of the information, its credibility, and how to maximize its utility were all clearly presented!
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