Draining the Family Fortune: Capitalist Miss Marries Tough Commander

Modern medical doctor Su Yue transmigrated into the body of Su Yue, a capitalist young lady from Shanghai. The original owner was unloved by her father, plotted against by her stepmother and stepsi...

Chapter 466 The Lin Family's Century-Old Foundation is Completely Gone

Chapter 466 The Lin Family's Century-Old Foundation is Completely Gone

A look of wild joy appeared on Lin Jiakang's face: "See! It's nothing! Su Yue, you're lying..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The white mouse in the cage suddenly let out a sharp cry.

Then it began to roll violently, its limbs stiffening, and it foamed at the mouth. Its originally red eyes became bloodshot and turned purplish-black.

"squeak--!"

After a final scream, the white mouse lay stiffly in its cage, motionless.

He died.

It took less than ten seconds in total.

A terrified scream erupted in the banquet hall. Several ladies in the front row were so frightened that they nearly spilled their coffee.

"This...this is..." Professor Smith's eyes widened in disbelief as he rushed onto the stage to examine the mouse's corpse.

“A typical neurotoxin poisoning reaction.” Su Yue crossed her arms and added coldly, “cadaverine poisoning.”

The empty syringe in Lin Jiakang's hand clattered to the ground.

He seemed to have lost his spine, collapsing limply on the podium.

It's over.

It's all over.

This is not just academic fraud; it's blatant poisoning in full view of the public.

"This is what the Lin family calls the 'shining light of national medicine'?" Su Yue turned to face the media, her voice not loud, but every word piercing. "This is the medicine you intend to use to cure diseases and save lives?"

The flashbulbs were frantically pointed at Lin Jiakang's pale face.

At this moment, the Lin family's century-old reputation in the capital completely collapsed.

The door was pushed open again.

This time, neither a reporter nor a security guard came in.

Instead, it was a team of uniformed police and industry and commerce bureau staff.

The leader was Qin Zheng. He wasn't wearing his military uniform today, but his imposing aura remained undiminished.

"Lin Jiakang." Qin Zheng walked onto the stage, revealing the arrest warrant. "You are suspected of stealing state secrets, commercial fraud, and endangering public safety. Come with us."

Lin Jiakang wanted to run, but his legs were too weak to stand up.

Two police officers stepped forward and lifted him up, one on each side.

As he passed by Su Yue, Lin Jiakang suddenly seemed to have a sudden burst of energy before death, staring at her fiercely: "Su Yue! You're so ruthless! You knew all along... that you deliberately made me publish the paper!"

Su Yue turned her head and leaned close to his ear.

He spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Young Master Lin, when a hunter catches a fox, he always has to use some bait, doesn't he?"

"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for being too greedy."

Lin Jiakang was dragged away, like a dead dog.

The banquet hall was in complete chaos. The Lin family members tried to slip away in the confusion, but were stopped one by one by the police who had been waiting at the door.

Su Yue didn't glance at the farce again.

She straightened her white coat and turned to walk backstage.

As soon as I stepped behind the curtain, I was enveloped in a warm and generous embrace.

She was enveloped in the familiar scent of soapberry.

"Are you tired?" Gu Beichen's deep voice sounded above him.

"It's alright." Su Yue buried her face in his chest, took a deep breath, and the sharp edge she had on stage just now instantly dissipated, leaving only exhaustion.

"I just feel a bit bored."

She wasted so many brain cells on such a rotten person.

Gu Beichen gently patted her back with his large hand, as if coaxing a child.

"Then let's go home."

He took Su Yue's hand, their fingers intertwined.

"I made pork rib soup, and it's still simmering on the stove."

Su Yue's eyes lit up: "I want sweet and sour."

"good."

The two quietly left through the back door.

All the chaos and noise were shut behind the door.

The wind in the capital was still biting, but Su Yue's palms were warm.

The Lin family fell from grace.

The day was finally about to break.

Before the pork rib soup was even fully cooked, Qin Zheng called.

Gu Beichen answered the phone, listened for a couple of sentences, and then hung up.

He grabbed the military overcoat hanging on the clothes rack and draped it over Su Yue.

"Let's go see a play."

The area in front of the Lin family's old house was busier than a vegetable market at this time.

Normally it's all about buying and selling, but today it's all about crying and begging for help.

More than a dozen green pickup trucks blocked the alleyway completely.

Staff in uniforms were coming and going, carrying boxes and affixing seals.

The once arrogant gates of the Lin family are now wide open, letting the cold wind blow in.

Su Yue sat in the jeep, holding a hot roasted sweet potato in her hands.

The car window was rolled down a crack.

The mournful wails seeped in through the crack, even more piercing than the northwest wind in the capital.

"My jade! That's part of my dowry! What right do you have to take it away!"

The old woman, who was throwing a tantrum at the entrance of the Great Hall of the People yesterday, is now sitting on the ground kicking her legs, clutching a sandalwood box tightly.

Her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered in snot and tears; she had lost all semblance of the dignity expected of a wealthy socialite.

Qin Zheng stood on the steps, holding an official document stamped with a large red seal in his hand.

“Mrs. Lin, resisting law enforcement is a crime punishable by double punishment.”

He waved his hand.

Two female police officers stepped forward and snatched the box away without breaking a sweat.

The old woman then lunged at him and bit him.

With a "crack" sound.

The silver handcuffs were directly cuffed to those pampered wrists.

The world instantly became half quiet.

"Tsk, their fighting ability is not even as good as that of farm geese."

Su Yue took a bite of the sweet potato; it was soft, sticky, and sweet.

Gu Beichen took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweet potato pulp from the corner of her mouth.

"Lin Jianguo is suspected of smuggling, stealing state secrets, and offering huge bribes."

Gu Beichen's voice was calm, as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

"The higher-ups are furious. This time it's a complete uprooting; no amount of pleading will change anything."

The Lin family, like a big tree, is rotten to the core.

It looks lush and verdant normally, but once you peel back that fig leaf, you'll find it's full of woodworms.

Several more people were pushed and shoved out of the gate.

Lin Ruolan was wearing a thin nightgown, and one of her slippers was missing.

She was clutching a pillow tightly in her arms, muttering to herself.

"I'm the minister's wife...you can't arrest me...my father is..."

"Your father has also been taken away for investigation."

Qin Zheng coldly interrupted her reverie.

Lin Ruolan was stunned.

She turned her head stiffly, her gaze passing through the crowd, and met a pair of indifferent eyes in the jeep.

Su Yue.

That woman whom she regarded as a country bumpkin and someone she wanted to trample underfoot.

He was sitting in a warm car, eating roasted sweet potatoes, watching her like she was a monkey show.

"ah--!"

Lin Ruolan suddenly screamed and rushed toward the jeep like a madwoman.

"Su Yue! It was you! You're the one who ruined me!"

"It's all your fault, you jinx! I'm going to kill you!"

Before he could even get two meters from the car, he was kicked to the ground in the snow by a guard standing nearby.

Gu Beichen didn't even lift his eyelids.

His fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel in a rhythmic pattern.

"Let her come over."

Su Yue threw the remaining sweet potato peels into a paper bag and opened the car door.

The boots crunched softly on the snow.

Lin Ruolan lay on the ground, her hair a mess like a bird's nest, her face covered in mud and snow.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with resentment and malice.