At the same time, on the other side of the storm center, undercurrents were also surging.

The atmosphere in Xu Zhiru's apartment was depressing.

Su Yao suddenly slammed the cup of water in her hand onto the coffee table, making a harsh sound.

"Xu Zhiru, how many things are you hiding from me?"

Xu Zhiru's face was pale, her fingers were twisting the corner of her clothes, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Yaoyao, what are you talking about? How could I hide this from you?"

"How come?"

Su Yao sneered and stared at her sharply.

"You told me that you contacted the Jiang family just to get them to put pressure on my dad to stop Jiang Tingchen and Ning Nanxue."

"But what about now? Things have become so serious that the Fu family is almost bankrupt. Ning Nanxue and Jiang Tingchen show no intention of turning back. Is this really your original intention?"

Xu Zhiru's eyes flickered and she didn't dare to look at her.

"I just want everyone to see Ning Nanxue's true face and let her leave Jiang Tingchen!"

After being used for so long, Su Yao was rarely alert.

"I think you want to take advantage of this opportunity to disrupt the Fu family so that you can reap the benefits yourself, right?"

Xu Zhiru's sore spot was touched, and her face became even uglier.

"Yaoyao, how could you miss me like this?" She cried, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Aren't we good sisters? Am I not doing all this for our common enemy, Ning Nanxue?"

"Common enemy?" Su Yao stood up and paced two steps. "Yes, Ning Nanxue is our enemy."

"But I feel like you're treating me like a pawn that you can use at will. Why didn't you tell me so many details of your plan?"

"Are you afraid that if I find out, it will affect your overall plan?"

Xu Zhiru hurriedly shook her head: "No, Yaoyao, you misunderstood."

Su Yao took a step closer, imposing and domineering: "Then why do I feel that you two siblings, and Fu Chen, are doing something else behind my back?"

"Xu Zhiru, I'm warning you, don't treat me like a fool."

"If I find out you dare to use me..."

She didn't say the rest of the words, but the threat was self-evident.

Xu Zhiru was frightened by her momentum and took a step back. A trace of resentment flashed in the depths of her eyes, but it was quickly covered up by grievance and fear.

In the club of Fu Group.

"Over at the Fu family, Ning Nanxue can't hold on any longer."

Fu Chen slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice low and with a hint of fatigue, but also with the certainty that he was about to achieve his goal.

"With the pressure of public opinion and the situation we set up earlier, she doesn't have many cards left." He looked at Xu Zhao, "It's time to let Martin's people take action."

Xu Zhao heard this, but did not respond immediately.

He slowly picked up the lighter on the table and played with it, making a light clicking sound.

The sound was particularly abrupt in the silent office.

"Do it?" Xu Zhao finally spoke, his tone a little playful. "Brother-in-law, that's easy for you to say."

Fu Chen's brows knitted slightly: "What do you mean?"

Xu Zhao raised his eyes and looked directly at Fu Chen. There was no longer the usual casualness in his eyes, but a bit more shrewdness.

"What I mean is, this finishing move comes at a high price. Shouldn't we talk about it again?"

Fu Chen's face darkened: "Xu Zhao, we agreed on this before."

"After the Fu family returns to my hands, I will definitely benefit from your efforts."

Xu Zhao sneered and threw the lighter back on the table.

"It was before, but things are different now."

He leaned forward, folded his hands on his knees, as if ready to negotiate.

"In order to help you, I even sacrificed my own sister. Zhiru is now suspected by that idiot Su Yao and is frightened all day long. Do you know what those people outside are saying about us siblings now?"

"They said we were the culprits who disrupted the Fu family. They said I, Xu Zhao, would do anything for money and even took advantage of my sister's happiness."

Fu Chen snuffed out his cigarette and said in a cold tone, "Aren't these the facts?"

"It was you who took the initiative to approach me and propose this plan."

The smile on Xu Zhao's face disappeared, and his eyes turned sinister. "Yes, I proposed the plan, but I also took the risk. My men were in the front, charging forward, and my sister was maneuvering in the middle, sacrificing you, Fu Chen, to sit in the back, waiting to pick the fruit. Now that the fruit is almost ripe, wouldn't it be reasonable for you not to give me some more?"

Fu Chen stared at him sharply: "How much do you want?"

Xu Zhao held up three fingers: "30% of all future profits of the Fu family."

"You're crazy!" Fu Chen stood up suddenly, looked down at Xu Zhao, his voice filled with anger.

"30%? Do you know what the Fu family represents? It's the foundation of our Fu family! I took back the Fu family for the sake of the Fu family, not to make wedding dresses for you!"

Xu Zhao looked him in the eye without fear, even with a hint of provocation: "The Fu family's foundation? If Ning Nanxue calms down, or if Jiang Tingchen stirs up trouble again, it's hard to say whether this foundation can be preserved."

"Don't forget, brother-in-law, Martin is my man. I established this connection with him when I was hiding abroad. Howard only listens to me and doesn't get my approval. Do you think Martin would risk offending the Huayun Group and kill Ning Nanxue for you?"

Fu Chen's chest heaved violently, he knew that what Xu Zhao said was true.

Martin's line is his only reliance now, and it is also the weapon that can defeat Ning Nanxue the fastest.

The key to controlling this line lies in Xu Zhao's hands.

"You are taking advantage of the situation." Fu Chen's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Xu Zhao spread his hands with an indifferent expression: "I took the biggest risk, so I deserve the highest reward. Besides, I'm doing this for my sister."

He changed the subject and mentioned Xu Zhiru again.

"She's suffered so much for you, shouldered so much blame, and even suffered from depression. Shouldn't she be compensated? Thirty percent of Fu's profits is what she deserves."

Fu Chen looked at Xu Zhao's face, which was full of greed and calculation, and felt a strong sense of disgust in his heart.

"As for Zhiru, I will compensate her." Fu Chen tried to calm Xu Zhao down, "But 30%, absolutely impossible, at most 10%, this is my bottom line."

Xu Zhao sneered: "One percent? Brother-in-law, you're sending away beggars? It seems we can't reach an agreement."

He stood up and straightened his collar. "In that case, I think we should take it easy on Martin. If I anger the old man of the Jiang family, or if Jiang Tingchen gets hold of something, I can't afford it."

"You figure out how to deal with Ning Nanxue yourself." After saying that, Xu Zhao made a gesture to leave.

"Stop!" Fu Chen shouted sternly.

The atmosphere in the office instantly dropped to freezing point.

Fu Chen stared at Xu Zhao's back, his fingers clenched into fists, and veins bulged on the back of his hands.

Xu Zhao turned around and looked at Fu Chen calmly: "How is it, brother-in-law? Have you thought it through? My patience is limited."

Fu Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if trying his best to suppress the anger in his chest.