Chapter 81, the reckoning, the end. The future has arrived.
The document was handed to Yan Yunye by Jing Huai; the black and white text on the white paper resembled a cold, hard verdict.
Yan Yunye suddenly looked up.
My mind completely exploded.
Dismissal?!
Suspension for self-reflection?!
Censorship?!
His empty gaze was fixed on Yan Tingnan's face.
His lips moved, but no sound came out.
Father……
He was proud of his father, and also deeply revered him.
The position of marketing manager at Qingyan was the only badge of honor he desperately wanted to prove himself and gain his father's approval.
Now, the medal was torn off by his own hands and smashed at his feet.
In front of the Wen family, the Su family, and Su Ruan, whom he had humiliated and trampled upon.
He personally stripped him of his power!
It turns out that in his father's eyes, he not only had poor judgment of people.
He's a useless person who can't distinguish between public and private matters and makes mistakes due to impulsiveness.
This suspension is not a punishment, but a complete rejection of Yan Yunye!
The immense shame and despair of being completely rejected suffocated him more than losing his job.
His gaze swept erratically across Su Ruan's calm and expressionless face.
His gaze swept over Wen Wanwan's face, distorted by despair and fear, devoid of any beauty.
The past six years flashed wildly through my mind like an absurd and foul-smelling revolving lantern.
He repeatedly reprimanded Su Ruan for being ignorant and unreasonable on behalf of Wen Wanwan.
He verbally humiliated Su Ruankou in Qiandao Bay.
He was like a clown, manipulated by a hypocritical viper.
In the ruins after the collapse of faith, only cold absurdity and self-loathing remain.
How could he have been so foolish as to hurt another woman for her sake?
retribution!
Naked retribution!
Having lost Wen Wanwan as his pillar of support, he was further stripped of the foundation of his career.
Yan Yunye's world has completely collapsed.
He abruptly lowered his head, no longer daring to look into Yan Tingnan's cold and stern eyes.
His shoulders slumped, and the last bit of support was gone.
Yan Tingnan looked at his dejected appearance, but her eyes remained completely unmoved.
He gently applied pressure with the pads of his fingers as he twirled the sandalwood beads.
"If the six senses are not pure, the five aggregates will not be empty."
He twirled his prayer beads, his voice low and deep, carrying a cold, Zen-like quality reminiscent of Buddhist verses.
"Go back and think carefully about what has clouded your heart."
He opened his mouth, and a few broken, hoarse words squeezed out from between his chapped lips.
"I……"
His voice trembled uncontrollably, and his gaze involuntarily turned towards Su Ruan.
"sorry……"
These three words, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, exhausted all his strength.
It wasn't directed at Yan Tingnan, but at Su Ruan.
The shameful words spoken without thinking at the entrance of the shallow island bay.
He was blinded by greed and repeatedly trampled on her sincerity.
Because he misjudged people, he let a wolf into the house, causing her to suffer this calamity yesterday.
Six years of absurdity, six years of betrayal.
Ultimately, it all boils down to the three words, "I'm sorry."
After saying that, he seemed to have all his bones drained away.
He turned abruptly, flung open the door, and staggered into the still-lingering glitz and glamour outside.
His back view was as panicked as a stray dog, no longer showing any of his former arrogance.
Yan Tingnan withdrew his gaze, and twirled the last sandalwood bead between his fingers.
The dust has settled.
He turned to Su Ruan, who had been sitting there quietly.
The menacing aura and icy Zen-like demeanor emanating from her melted away the moment they touched her.
His voice was low and had regained a hint of gentleness.
"They're gone."
"It's dirty here."
Su Ruan stood up, feeling a slight pulling sensation in the injured area of her shoulder blade, but she remained expressionless.
She walked to Yan Tingnan's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.
As she was about to step out of the lounge, she subconsciously turned her head back.
His gaze swept over the mess.
Su Zhenting collapsed to the ground, as if his soul had been ripped out. Cen Xue lay on top of him, wailing and crying, completely devoid of any dignity.
The Wen couple looked ashen-faced, and Wen Wanwan stood there, looking utterly lost.
A complete mess, utterly disgraced.
A slight ripple passed through my heart.
It's not sympathy, much less pleasure.
It just felt utterly tasteless.
Once upon a time, the contempt and trampling of these people were a huge boulder weighing on her heart.
The Su family treated her like dirt, the Wen family discarded her like worn-out shoes, she suffered humiliation at the hands of Yan Yunye, and was scheming by Wen Wanwan.
Every single incident caused her to struggle in the mud.
Now, the boulder has crumbled.
It turns out that the light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains.
Her path lies ahead, no longer mired in these quagmires.
"What are you looking at?"
Yan Tingnan's voice sounded beside her, clearly pulling her thoughts back.
Su Ruan withdrew her gaze, a lazy, mocking smile playing on her lips.
"The play has ended."
Her voice was light and airy.
"The curtain has fallen, but the actors are still crying on stage."
Yan Tingnan lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her slightly upturned lips.
That hint of mockery was like a tender bud peeking out after the snow melts in early spring, carrying the vitality of surviving a catastrophe.
Let's go.
Su Ruan did not turn back.
She stepped to walk beside him, feeling a sense of relief she had never felt before.
Side by side with Yan Tingnan, they stepped out of the heavy door of the lounge.
Just a door away.
Two worlds, clearly separated.
At the end of the thorns lies the true, radiant light that belongs to you.
Liquidation complete.
The future is here.
Su Ruan felt a slight burning sensation in her heart.
Watching him stir up a storm of bloodshed for her, personally clearing away thorns and obstacles for her.
Let her stand tall and proud in the sunlight, at the height that belongs to her.
The slight warmth in my heart is a sense of belonging after everything has settled down.
She took out the fountain pen engraved with SR and waved it in front of him.
"The first big deal we signed with it was a success."
"The reckoning witnessed by it has also been completed."
Yan Tingnan's eyes flickered slightly as he grasped the hand holding the pen.
The fingertips are warm.
"It's a good pen."
"The one who holds the pen is better."
"Yan Tingnan".
"All done for tonight..."
She paused, her gaze falling on his slender fingers that were twirling the sandalwood beads, then slowly moving upwards to lock onto his eyes.
"Let's find a quiet place, just the two of us."
"Shall we celebrate separately?"
"After all, SoftVoice won its first battle. As the behind-the-scenes financier and number one contributor, I should give you a chance to thank you properly."
She shook the pen in her hand, her smile deepening, carrying a hint of slyness and unspoken understanding.
"It's my treat, you choose the place."
"Mr. Yan, would you do me the honor of joining us?"
For the first time, she took the initiative to extend an olive branch to him, a gesture that was meant to be private.
Yan Tingnan's gaze behind his glasses faltered slightly.
The fingertips that were twirling the sandalwood beads suddenly stopped.
He did not answer her immediately.
Just then, Yan Tingnan's cell phone vibrated in his pocket, its sound muffled.
He frowned and took out his phone.
Upon seeing the caller ID, Yan Tingnan answered the call expressionlessly.
"grandfather."
"Tingnan, come over here now."
Yan Tingnan's knuckles were slightly white as he gripped his phone, and his eyes behind his glasses were unfathomable.
He looked up and his gaze locked onto Su Ruan.
The call ended.
Yan Hongyi's summons was definitely not for casual conversation.
The embers of the reckoning had not yet cooled, and Su Ruan's sharp edge was too great. The entanglement between him and her, which had not yet been made clear, was already obvious.
Every single thing was seen as destabilizing by the head of the Yan family.
This departure will surely be a warning, a reprimand, or even a forced termination of the relationship.
He knew all too well the old man's methods.
The prey targeted by those cloudy old eyes has never escaped the fate of being pruned.
Su Ruan raised an eyebrow as she looked at the undercurrents churning in his eyes.
"Mr. Yan, is there something you need?"
Yan Tingnan looked up at her.
"fine."
His gaze swept over her shoulder as he added.
Send me the address, I'll be there at eight.
"Wait for my call."
Su Ruan met his gaze, and the corners of her lips curved into a smile.
"good."
"See you at eight o'clock."
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