Seeing Ruan Qing'an fall to the ground, Ruan's father's expression clearly panicked for a moment. He quickly squatted down and nudged her, calling out, "Ruan Qing'an? Ruan Qing'an!"

"Damn it, it really wasn't an act... If we delay any longer, we'll ruin things with Sweetie..."

After hesitating for a moment, Mr. Ruan opened his briefcase and took out a red inkpad and a printed share transfer agreement.

He grabbed Ruan Qing'an's wrist and said, "I'm sorry, Ruan Ruan, this is compensation for your sister. I hope you can understand."

Just as Mr. Ruan was about to grab her hand and press her fingerprint, footsteps finally came from behind, and the next moment Mr. Ruan was hit hard on the back with a stick.

Han Chengcai, holding a cane in one hand, turned cold. He was still vigorous despite his age, raising his cane high and striking Ruan's father. Mo Hong stood behind him, staring intently at Ruan's father.

In the narrow stairwell, Ruan's father tried to dodge and weave, but was still hit several times by Han Chengcai's cane.

The father was in excruciating pain and finally couldn't help but raise his voice: "Dad, please stop hitting me!"

"You still call me Dad? Who do you think you are? You heartless bastard! What are you doing to my granddaughter?!"

Han Chengcai shouted and swung his cane down: "Let me tell you, I don't care what you want to do with Hongyuan Group, but if you dare to touch the shares my daughter gave to my granddaughter, I will beat you to death today!"

Ruan's father tried to stop him, but Han Chengcai was too old and, being an elder and nominally his father-in-law, could only hold his head in his hands.

He repeatedly shouted, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, Dad, I'll listen to you..."

"Hmph, what a scoundrel!"

Han Chengcai then stopped and said to Mo Hong behind him, "Quick, help the young lady up and take her home to find a private doctor. Don't let her fever get worse."

Mo Hong immediately nodded and rushed forward to lift Ruan Qing'an off the ground. Han Chengcai then stepped forward to help, and the two elderly people struggled to support the unconscious Ruan Qing'an and then went up to the elevator.

Soon, only Mr. Ruan remained in front of the door. The places on his body where he had been hit by the cane were still very painful, and a lot of time had passed. He was afraid that he had delayed Ruan Tiantian's arrival. His face was extremely pale.

Mr. Ruan cursed under his breath, glanced at his watch, and immediately walked towards the stairwell entrance.

As he passed the half-closed storage room, he suddenly felt something under his feet. When he looked down, he saw cigarette butts all over the floor, as if someone had lingered there for a long time and smoked a lot of cigarettes.

But he didn't pay any attention, and quickly walked down the stairs until Mr. Ruan's figure disappeared—

Behind the half-closed storage room, a spark flickered with each breath, revealing a pair of dark eyes, their dark green swirling with a dangerous intensity, gleaming with a cold light.

When Mr. Ruan returned to the conference room of Hongyuan Group, the shareholders' meeting had already begun, and Ruan Tiantian stood at the front, somewhat awkwardly trying to control the situation.

He hurried over to Ruan Tiantian's side and took charge of the situation: "Fellow shareholders, the reason for this urgent gathering is to tell you some good news."

"Thanks to the efforts of our newly appointed general manager of Hongyuan Group, who is also my daughter Ruan Tiantian, we have successfully signed a follow-up business cooperation agreement with Mr. William!"

Upon hearing this, the entire meeting room erupted in applause, and Ruan Tiantian, holding the signed contract, beamed with pride. She even thanked the shareholders who had praised her talent repeatedly.

As for the former young lady Ruan Qing'an?

It's nothing more than a joke now.

Ruan Tiantian smiled impeccably, but her heart was filled with sarcasm. No one cared about the process; only the result mattered—the credit for signing this contract belonged to her, and that was enough.

Just as everyone was celebrating, the secretary jogged over with a laptop in hand: "Chairman Ruan, Mr. William is returning to his country today and has called you for a video call."

"Video call? Okay, bring it over."

Soon, with the secretary's arrangement, the computer screen was projected onto the monitor, and Mr. Ruan tidied his appearance and connected to the network.

Over there was the airport lobby. William was walking into the airport, greeting the people in front of the computer as he said, "Oh, there are so many people. I'm sorry to disturb Chairman Ruan's meeting."

Mr. Ruan smiled and said, "No, no, is there anything else you need, Mr. William?"

"I'm about to return to China, and the handover of the follow-up work will depend entirely on your daughter, Chairman Ruan. She is truly an outstanding young woman and will become your successor in the future."

These words echoed throughout the meeting room, and everyone subconsciously looked at Ruan Tiantian, who nodded shyly.

Mr. Ruan smiled even more broadly: "She will still be in contact with you, Mr. William, from now on."

As they were talking, a shareholder behind them chimed in, "Since Miss Ruan and Mr. William are getting along so well, why don't you say hello?"

William laughed and said, "Yes, after I return to my country, some of my work may be handled by someone else."

Ruan Tiantian subconsciously stood up and was about to go behind her father when William on the other end of the video clearly started looking around and said curiously, "Strange, I really can't see Ruan Qing'an."

With William's words, the entire meeting room fell silent, and Ruan Tiantian's smile almost faded.

Mr. Ruan suddenly realized something and quickly said, "Haha, she's not feeling well today. I didn't expect Mr. William to be so concerned about my daughter's health. I'm very grateful to you."

It's not unreasonable for her to collaborate with her eldest daughter and care for her younger daughter.

The shareholders in the meeting room breathed a sigh of relief, but William continued, "No, no, we still need her for the work ahead. Please make sure Ruan Qing'an takes care of herself."

This time, there's really no way to explain it...

Ruan Tiantian's face turned ashen. Before her father could react, she strode forward, shut down the computer, and unplugged the network cable, causing the video call to automatically disconnect due to the network outage.

Regardless, her actions only made her more suspicious, and everyone in the conference room turned their attention to Ruan's father and Ruan Tiantian.

Seeing that Ruan Tiantian was in an awkward situation, Ruan's father subconsciously stood up, ready to take all the blame upon himself, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard the sound of police sirens outside.

Mr. Ruan was slightly taken aback, and even the shareholders in the conference room reacted and hurriedly followed him out.

But as soon as Mr. Ruan stepped out of the entrance of Hongyuan Group, he was stopped by several policemen and froze on the spot.

"Hello, you are suspected of restricting the personal freedom of others. Please come with us."

Downstairs in the office building, on the street, many passersby gathered around and watched in amazement—and then, the internet exploded with gossip.

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Luo Yuming was still on the phone with William in a car not far away.

"Luo, I did as you said."

"Thank you for your help. Please be careful on your journey back to China."

Afterwards, Luo Yuming hung up the phone. Looking at Ruan's father, who had fainted from anger, his dark eyes were filled with coldness.

Cheng Yue was sitting next to him: "Brother Luo, this... did you prepare this beforehand?"

"It's just a trip, but for such a large group, it's enough to affect the stock price. Besides, without the chairman, the Ruan family will probably be in turmoil for a while."

Luo Yuming paused: "As for this guy, whether he can survive in the hospital is another question. Consider this revenge for you."

After saying that, he stubbed out his cigarette, leaned against the car window, and seemed to be lost in thought.

Cheng Yue was left looking at Luo Yuming with complicated emotions, wanting to ask questions several times, but the words stuck in his throat.

Brother Luo, who exactly are you avenging...?