Her ex-husband cheated, the mistress forced her hand, and all her deep love was met with betrayal. Thoroughly betrayed and divorced, Su Yan completely shut herself off, vowing to torment all the sc...
As soon as Su Yan entered the building, she smelled a pungent odor. She frowned and looked at the paint marks that covered the walls and doors, her frown deepening.
The sound of high heels had just stopped when the door clicked open.
Feng Lin stood there expressionless. "You're here?"
Following Su Yan's gaze, she glanced around and a mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.
"So? Are you happy to see your masterpiece?"
Ignoring the sarcasm in her words, Su Yan went straight to the point: "Where is Hanhan?"
Feng Lin did not answer, but stepped aside to make way and opened the door wide.
"Come in and let's talk. We have more to discuss than just this."
Su Yan walked in slowly, glancing around at her surroundings.
Last time she came, she was so focused on finding Bao Han that she didn't take a good look at the surroundings.
This time, she finally saw the environment in which Bao Han had grown up.
Feng Lin noticed her scrutinizing gaze but didn't stop her. She simply sat down at the coffee table and leisurely drank her tea.
After Su Yan finished looking, she confirmed that Bao Han was not in this house.
"Where is Hanhan?" she asked, turning her head.
Feng Lin: "Give me what you want, and I'll naturally tell you where Hanhan is."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan remained unmoved. She slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.
"This is kidnapping, it's a crime, do you know that?"
As soon as she said that, Feng Lin laughed, laughing and crying at the same time, as if she had heard a funny joke.
"Then go ahead and sue me! Go ahead, call the police!"
She arrogantly handed the phone to Su Yan.
Su Yan didn't answer, but looked at her coldly and threatened, "Do you really think I wouldn't dare?"
Feng Lin gradually stopped smiling and let out a disdainful snort from her nose.
"Why would I question you? You absolutely dare, but what proof do you have? Hanhan has always been our family's child. Her birth certificate, her household registration—everything proves she's our family's child. And you? Do you have any proof?"
"Don't even mention your so-called birthmark. Anyone who has been in contact with Hanhan could tell. Do you think the police will believe you?"
Su Yan: "Even if I can't prove it, you won't benefit from making this a big deal, will you? The longer this drags on, the faster Chen Ge, whom you want to save, will fall into hell."
Feng Lin's expression froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, looking completely indifferent.
"Whatever. Do you really think that after he did that kind of thing, I could forgive him and go to great lengths for him? You really underestimate me."
Su Yan gave a emotionless "Oh," and said, "You don't seem to be worth my high regard."
Feng Lin's face turned pale with anger upon hearing her blunt sarcasm.
"Su Yan! You'd better not mess with me, or I don't know what I might do!"
She pointed towards the door and said, "What you've done has driven me to the brink. Before I die, I don't mind taking someone down with me. And I think Hanhan is just the right person for that."
Su Yan's face stiffened, and her hand trembled uncontrollably. To hide her panic, she placed it at her side, using her loose clothes to cover it.
"Don't push me. If you dare to hurt my child, I will definitely not let you get away with it."
Feng Lin slowly lowered her hand and smiled faintly: "So, it's better for both of us to cooperate quietly, get what we need, and that's good for everyone."
Su Yan then asked, "So, what do you want?"
Feng Lin immediately responded with a single, simple word: "Money!"
"How much?"
"Five hundred thousand."
Upon hearing the number, Su Yan's eyes darkened slightly. "What do you need so much money for?"
She deliberately sized Feng Lin up and down. "Thank God, you have an incurable disease? And urgently need surgery money?"
Feng Lin was annoyed when she heard her say such unlucky things to curse herself.
"Su Yan, this is my last warning to you, don't cause me any more trouble!"
"Okay." Su Yan raised her hand, gesturing for her to continue.
Feng Lin: "You've disrupted my life to the point where I can't continue. I desperately need a new environment and a new living space. So this amount of money isn't much, and you're not giving it to me unjustly."
How could this money not be a waste? Su Yan had no idea who the righteous person who threw paint at Feng Lin's house was.
“I don’t have that much money right now, I can only…” Su Yan hesitated for a moment, as if she was thinking, “I can only give you 100,000, that’s the most.”
"Only 100,000?!"
Feng Lin slammed her hand on the table in excitement, "Aren't you the goddaughter of the Li Group? How come it's only 100,000!"
Su Yan narrowed her eyes, staring intently at her, and asked, word by word, "How did you know I'm the daughter of the Li Group?"
Feng Lin panicked instantly, her eyes darting around, unable to come up with a coherent explanation.
"I...I...I forgot too, maybe I saw it in some news report."
Su Yan grinned, a half-smile playing on her lips, and retorted, "My godparents have always been low-key; I don't think they've ever made the news about their goddaughter."
Feng Lin became anxious and shouted, "You must have heard it from Zhao Bo!"
Her eyes darted around. Given the close relationship between Su Yan and Zhao Bo, she couldn't possibly be unaware of something so simple.
Perhaps, even the reason why two people get together is because of this.
With this thought, Feng Lin instantly felt more confident.
"Yes, that's what Zhao Bo said. What happened?"
Seeing that she was so confident and self-assured, Su Yan did not argue with her, but instead planted a seed of doubt in her heart.
"Although I am the goddaughter of the Li Group, it doesn't mean that the entire Li Group belongs to me. Even if I want to ask them for money, it will take time."
Feng Lin frowned, clearly not expecting such trouble.
“Well…” She thought for a moment and made her final concession, “Then you transfer 100,000 yuan to me first, and I’ll give you one day. You must transfer the remaining money to my card by this time tomorrow. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences.”
Su Yan listened to her words expressionlessly, and then slowly stated her own request: "I can transfer the money to you, but I need to see Hanhan."
Feng Lin immediately and firmly retorted, "No! I will absolutely not let you see him until all the money has been deposited into your account."
"If you won't let me see him, how can I be sure of his safety? What if I transfer the money to you, and then you kill him or run away with the child?"
Feng Lin was so annoyed by her words that she had no choice but to give in: "Transfer 100,000 yuan to me and I'll let you see Hanhan."
"Okay. I'll transfer the money to you right now. I hope you'll agree."
Su Yan readily agreed and, without waiting for Feng Lin's reply, stood up and walked out.
She drove to the nearest bank and transferred 100,000 yuan to the account number Feng Lin had sent her.
Five minutes later, a video was sent from Feng Lin's phone number.