In the quiet office, only the clear female voice could be heard. Beads of sweat rolled down Wu Li's forehead. His vision was vague and his back felt cold.

Xie Yun made a gesture and An Meng stopped immediately.

[Manager Wu, he's one thing on the surface, but another behind the scenes!]

"From top to bottom? Malicious suppression? Exploitation?" Xie Yun repeated word by word.

With every word he spoke, Wu Li's head lowered an inch, until it almost dropped to his chest.

Feeling extremely guilty and shocked, Wu Li's thoughts raced.

What An Meng read aloud was the resignation letter that he had edited and put in the mailbox, but had not yet sent to the media!

But he never showed this letter to anyone. How did Xie Yun and his wife know about it?

At this moment, Wu Li's expression couldn't be uglier. His lips were pale and bloodless, and his forehead was soaked with cold sweat and glistening with water.

Xie Yun tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and sneered, "Manager Wu, I've been treating you well these past few years. With equity, dividends, and salary, how have I missed out on you?"

Wu Li said nothing.

"Why did you betray me?" Xie Yun asked, "What benefit did Huo Minxuan give you?"

Wu Li suddenly raised his head, his facial muscles slightly twisted due to excessive shock. He never expected that Xie Yun even knew this!

Seeing that he remained silent, An Meng leaned deeper into the sofa and said, "Manager Wu, if you don't want to say something, do you want me to say it for you?"

Wu Li's jaw muscles suddenly tensed, and his suspicious and cold eyes swept across An Meng.

An Meng pretended not to notice and said softly, "You hate your former boss, right?"

Wu Li's expression suddenly changed drastically, with a mixture of surprise, embarrassment, anger, and other emotions flooding his eyes.

After a while, he finally calmed down and said in a panic, "Don't slander me! Why should I hate Mr. Xie?!"

The Mr. Xie that Wu Li was referring to at this time was Xie Yun's father, Xie Zhen.

"Why?" An Meng smiled silently, "You and Xie Zhen are college classmates and very good friends."

Seeing Wu Li mumbling something, An Meng waved her hand to stop him and continued, "When did this kind of feeling turn sour?"

"After graduating from university, you also thought that you would have a bright future like Xie Zhen and build your own career. Even though you and he were both penniless and didn't have a prominent family background."

Wu Li closed his eyes, took a few steps back, and reluctantly sat down on the sofa.

"But reality wasn't so rosy," An Meng said. "After graduation, you chose to work for a company, while Xie Zhen chose to start his own business. Later, due to a colleague's frame-up, your work ran into major problems, and you were fired. Because of this reason, almost no company in the industry dared to hire you."

Wu Li listened expressionlessly.

"Misfortunes never come singly. Your child gets diagnosed with a rare disease, your family savings are quickly depleted, and not long after, your wife divorces you and runs away."

"Your wife is gone, your child is seriously ill, and Xie Zhen has built a thriving company after years of management. He was also lucky enough to marry a young lady from the Huo family."

“…”

Wu Li clenched his teeth tightly. Just hearing that extremely dark past again from An Meng's mouth was enough to make him feel like dying!

"You thought at the time, why? Is it because you haven't worked hard enough? Is it because you haven't done well enough? Why do all these bad things happen to you?"

“…”

An Meng said calmly, "That year, you were 37 years old and had nowhere else to go. At this time, Xie Zhen lent you a helping hand. Not only did he lend you a large sum of money, he also let you work in his company."

A thin layer of tears welled up in Wu Li's eyes, but disappeared in an instant.

"You were grateful at the time, but as you worked with Xie Zhen over the years, you couldn't help but feel resentment towards him. After all, he founded Lihua, and Xie Zhen was a stubborn person. You and he would often argue bitterly over company matters."

Wu Li was speechless as scenes played rapidly before his eyes, finally freezing at the moment when the conflict arose.

He couldn't remember what it was about, but the two of them had an argument again, just like they had countless times before.

Unlike before, this time Xie Zhen blurted out in a rage, "Who do you think you are? I'm the boss. If I hadn't given you a job, you and your son wouldn't be stuck in that corner!"

It was like a bucket of icy water was poured over his head, and Wu Li fell silent all of a sudden.

After that, he never said anything more and just did his job. Until Xie Zhen died in an accident, their relationship never recovered.

When a person dies, it is like a light going out, and hatred and grudges are gone with the wind. This is common sense, and Wu Li certainly thought so too.

Until Xie Yun took over the Xie family business - Xie Yun was too much like his father, and this resemblance was not only reflected in appearance, but also in the way he did things.

Sometimes in the company, Wu Li looked at Xie Yun, and in a trance he seemed to be back many years ago when Xie Zhen was still alive.

That indescribable emotion, like a tiny spark that caught a bit of fuel, swept up again and burned more and more fiercely.

Seeing Wu Li in a daze, An Meng called out to him, "General Manager Wu, wake up."

She continued, "And Huo Minxuan, I don't know where he got hold of those rumors from back then, and he quickly tracked them down to you."

It was as if a sour and hot liquid suddenly surged out of his chest and flowed to every part of his body. Wu Li lowered his head dejectedly, and his hair, which was already stained with gray, was particularly noticeable.

"He didn't even pay you, right?" An Meng asked in a deep voice, "Huo Minxuan just made you the offer, and you quickly agreed."

“…”

"You turned against us," An Meng said, "just because you wanted to take revenge on Xie Zhen and his son Xie Yun."

Wu Li took a deep breath, and then exhaled deeply. At this point, An Meng had said every word correctly, no matter how big or small, and he didn't bother to argue. "Yes."

Suddenly, Xie Yun's eyes focused, and like a sharp sword, they whizzed through the air and pierced Wu Li directly.

Wu Li averted his gaze, avoiding his gaze, and said with a fearless attitude, "Kill me or chop me up, as you wish."

"No."

"..." Wu Li momentarily suspected that there was something wrong with his ears and looked at Xie Yun in surprise, "What?"

"I said no," Xie Yun said with a gloomy face, "I need you to do something for me."

"My father has done you a favor," Wu Li said, and a subtle hint of guilt crossed his face. Xie Yun continued, "If you're still a human being, do as I say."

"Otherwise," he curled the corners of his lips, threateningly saying, "I..."

"I'll do it!" Wu Li suddenly spoke, interrupting Xie Yun before he could finish the second half of his sentence.

Faced with Wu Li's sudden change of heart, An Meng questioned, "You're like a fence-sitter, flip-flopping between the two sides. How can we trust you?"