As he flipped through the pages, his expression grew increasingly grim. "Ouyang Luohua, what do you mean?!"

“Mr. Han, the chairman’s assets, including your marital property, amount to only 30 million. According to Singapore law, you can only receive one-third, which is 10 million,” Zhou Di said to Han Chen in a formulaic tone, adjusting his glasses.

"Thirty million, you, you fucking—" Han Chen paused mid-sentence, "You transferred the assets!"

He suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes widened in anger, and he charged towards Ouyang.

At this moment, the bodyguards who were guarding outside came in and promptly blocked Ouyang's way.

"Ouyang Luohua, you dare to transfer assets and divorce me? Ten million? You think you can get rid of me?! No way!" Han Chen roared, almost jumping up and down, through the bodyguard.

"Han Chen, over the years, I've given you plenty of face and prestige, and you've used my status as your husband to wield absolute power. Human nature... a snake trying to swallow an elephant!"

"Not only did you have an affair with my adopted daughter right under my nose, but you also instigated her to push me off a cliff!"

Ouyang stood up.

“Shi Jin, when you pushed me, I saw your face in the reflection of the camera screen. I still remember it clearly. You were smiling, and I was about to turn around to share the photos with you when you suddenly pushed me hard…”

You kill people without even blinking an eye!

Ouyang looked down at Shi Jin, who was lying on the ground, his tone growing increasingly harsh.

“If it weren’t for Qiaoqiao that day, I would have died a wrongful death! My property would have been inherited and divided by you…”

As Ouyang spoke, he looked at me, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.

I knew it; she knew everything.

It turns out that during those three months, she was secretly transferring assets to pave the way for a divorce.

For a wealthy woman like her, giving Han Chen ten million is equivalent to leaving him with nothing!

I secretly rejoiced, just then, a low, muffled sound came from inside, and the smell of gunpowder was pungent.

Suddenly, one of the bodyguards collapsed to the ground, followed by another.

"ah!"

Seeing the bloody hole in the bodyguard's back, I gasped in shock. Looking up, I saw that Han Chen had a black pistol in his hand.

He actually dared to carry a gun in Beijing?!

"Chairman! Watch out!"

Zhou Di lunged at Ouyang, and the two of them fell to the ground. Han Chen's silenced pistol fired a shot that hit the wooden floor.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

My heart pounded with fear, and after I came to my senses, I tried to find a place to hide.

As soon as I turned around, someone grabbed my shoulder from behind, and the hard, hot muzzle of a gun was pressed against my temple!