Chapter 127: Bankrupt Couple
She slowly moved to the French window. Outside lay a forest of steel. The golden glow of the setting sun splashed on the glass, piercing her eyes. She raised her dirty hand, her fingertips cold and sticky.
The last staggering figure of Zhao Chen, like a slow motion shot on a cassette tape, kept looping in his mind.
The pain and despair in those eyes...is it real?
Or... is he acting too?
A trace of doubt, so faint that it was almost drowned by anger, quietly emerged like a bubble.
She shook her head violently, forcing herself to suppress this inappropriate weakness.
Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.
Gu Qianqian, it’s time to close the net!
She walked to the desk, ignored the disgusting look, picked up the intercom, and said in a cold and hard voice:
"Zhou Zheng! Is the chain of evidence sealed? Anonymous reporting channel, activated immediately! Target: Gu Holdings, Gu Qianqian. Charges: Commercial defamation, forgery of financial documents, and damage to business reputation! Attached—"
She glanced at the mass and said, "Clean up and seal up this 'evidence'! It may be a little dirty, but it's irrefutable evidence!"
"Yes! Mr. Yu! Execute immediately!" Zhou Zheng roared murderously on the other end of the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Yu Ling walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. The cool water washed away the stickiness on her hands, the sweet scent of honey washed away by the current, leaving only the stinging pain of her reddened skin. She looked in the mirror, her face as pale as paper, her eyes sharp as a steely steel.
The war began.
Gu Qianqian, is my "bolt from the blue" performance powerful enough?
Next, it’s your turn!
Genting Highlands 1601.
The living room was dark as a cellar, with heavy blackout curtains drawn. Only a dim ambient light above the bar cast a cool glow.
Zhao Chen sat against the cool marble bar, still wearing his Shiba Inu apron, stained with dried honey. In his hand, he held a crystal glass with a little amber liquid at the bottom. His gold-rimmed glasses lay on the countertop, their lenses reflecting a faint light.
He tilted his head back and took a final sip of the spicy liquid. The burning sensation spread from his throat to his stomach, but it couldn't warm the frozen field in his heart.
Yu Ling's final icy look, the sentence of "get out and restock", the sweet and fishy mess in the office that symbolized destruction... were like red-hot irons, repeatedly burning his brain, causing him to suffocate with pain.
He had played countless roles, and was adept at wearing a mask among wolves and tigers. But in front of Yu Ling, his skin was as brittle as paper.
A look from her, a tearful question, could shatter his image as an "ordinary husband".
He couldn't even tell how much of the pain and despair in his staggering back at the office door was an act for the eyes in the dark, and how much was real, coming from the fear deep in his bones - fear of losing her, fear that her eyes would be frozen forever.
"Bankruptcy? Debt? Deadbeat?" He repeated Yu Ling's accusations in a low voice, his voice hoarse as sandpaper grinding iron, with a hint of self-mockery, "Gu Qianqian... I'll take note of this 'gift'."
He grabbed the phone on the bar. The screen lit up, and Lin Feng's encrypted message from a few minutes ago popped up:
"Target: GQQ. Reaction: Frenzy. News has been spread to the "socialite circle" about your "bankruptcy and escape" and Ms. Yu's "deep devastation after discovering the scam." Simultaneously: Unusual movements in funds in their offshore accounts, suggesting a major move. Level A countermeasures in progress: Gu's Southeast Asian oil pipelines have been locked down. Category 12 storm "Poseidon" has been rerouted, aiming for Huanglong (the storage and transportation port) within 48 hours. Global freeze in effect."
Zhao Chen glanced over, and his eyes were as still as a piece of frozen ice.
Fingertips tapped on the cold screen, replying with three words:
"Speed up. Close the net."
Send. He locked the phone with the screen facing downward. He picked up the bottle again, and the amber liquid gurgled into the empty glass, gleaming dangerously in the dim light.
He needs this poison that penetrates his intestines.
A brief period of paralysis is required.
Need false warmth.
To resist the endless and dead wasteland in my heart that was frozen by Yu Ling's icy eyes.
Lingling…
Be patient.
Wait till I crush these venomous snakes into dust.
Wait for me to fill you up with the real "icing".
He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy taste burned his throat, but it couldn't warm his frozen heart, which had been pierced by the "bolt from the blue sky."
At the other end of Haicheng, on the top floor of Gu’s family, Gu Qianqian’s luxurious nest.
Gu Qianqian, wrapped in a silk nightgown, sank into the white leather sofa like a boneless snake. Barefoot, her bright red nail polish looked like blood in the dim light. She dangled a glass of scarlet wine in her hand, her smile twisted from ear to ear, nearly breaking.
The tablet in front of me lit up with an encrypted chat box, and several new messages popped up:
"Sister G! The news has exploded! Those gossipers have all believed it! Now everyone in the industry is saying that Zhao Chen is a debtor and that that idiot Yu Ling was cheated and fainted in the bathroom crying and demanding a divorce!"
"Sister Qianqian! It's arranged! Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, ten minutes before Xinghui opens, push the message 'Xinghui female director falls victim to a relationship scam, losing everything' to a scam! She's the top trending search, so kill her!"
"Ms. Gu, the funds are in place! As soon as Xinghui's stock price collapses, short it immediately! Cooperate with public opinion and make sure that bitch Yu loses everything! Let's see if she can still sit firmly in the chairman's chair!"
Gu Qianqian watched, letting out a sharp, piercing laugh, then tilted her head back and emptied the glass of wine. The cold liquid only ignited an even more frantic fire in her eyes!
"Bankruptcy? Debt? Running away?" She smacked the words like tasting top-quality caviar, with a ferocious smile.
"Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen, pretending to be affectionate? Playing the pig to eat the tiger? This time, I want to see how you, a 'pig', can pretend!"
She imagined Yu Ling's ugly collapse when she saw the document, imagined her madly tearing Zhao Chen apart, imagined Zhao Chen's embarrassment and inability to defend himself... A huge pleasure ran through her body like an electric current, and she trembled with excitement.
"Fight me?" She sneered, her eyes filled with resentment. "A third-tier country bumpkin, you think you're worthy of standing by Brother Chen's side? Or worthy of steering Xinghui? Just as I told you to climb up, you'll fall down! Shattered! Body! In pieces!"
She put down her wine glass, stepped barefoot onto the cool marble, and walked to the French window, overlooking the cold steel jungle below. Neon lights danced in her eyes, flashing wildly.
"Brother Chen..." She looked at her distorted reflection in the glass, her voice suddenly becoming greasy, filled with a morbid obsession:
"...Look, I'm the only one who can help you. I'm the only one who's worthy of you. Once that annoying woman disappears, once you've lost everything... you'll know who truly loves you..."
The bright red nail polish slowly slid across the cold glass, outlining an illusory outline.
"It's almost there... it's almost there..." she whispered softly, with a determined and cold smile on her lips.
"Yu Ling, enjoy this last 'bolt from the blue' night. The sun will rise tomorrow..."
She turned around, picked up the tablet, and quickly tapped the send button.
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock! Ten minutes before Xinghui opens! The media offensive begins! I want 'Yu Ling' to be at the top of the trending searches, along with 'liar,' 'idiot,' and 'bankruptcy!'"
The command was issued. The tablet was casually thrown aside. She poured another glass of red wine and raised it to the hazy night outside the window.
"Cheers~" She chuckled, her voice echoing in the empty and luxurious nest, poisonous, "My dear... bankrupt couple."
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