In the Lin residence in the capital, a sharp sound of shattering glass pierced the silent night.
The entire mansion was brightly lit at the moment, and the cobblestone path in the middle of the courtyard appeared somewhat cold under the dim yellow streetlights on both sides.
Two rows of servants stood fearfully at the doorway in the living room. Several of the younger servants would have fainted from fright if they hadn't been supported by others.
Various fragments were scattered on the floor of the hall. In the center of the living room stood Lin Zhiyu, whose face was contorted with anger. The dignified and gentle demeanor he usually pretended to have in public was completely torn away at this moment.
Her eyes held a fierce glint, and several veins on her forehead bulged with anger. Her tightly clenched molars made her face contorted and slightly distorted.
Upon seeing the message handed to her by her assistant, she slammed the cup in her hand to the ground, accompanied by a sharp curse, "It's Shen He! How did that bitch know I was abroad!"
The assistant beside her bowed respectfully and reported, "Ms. Lin, this document was sent by Shen He, which I intercepted. However… this afternoon I heard from the special assistant at head office that another copy was sent to the president's office. What do you think…?"
"What?" Lin Zhiyu raised her voice, trembling slightly, when she heard "President's Office." "Dad knows? He knows?! What did the PR team say?"
"Ms. Lin, this photo shouldn't have reached the media yet. We and the president's office have only received it. Now it depends on the chairman's attitude." The assistant stood professionally by her side, waiting for Lin Zhiyu's instructions.
Upon learning that the CEO's office had received the documents, Lin Zhiyu's face instantly drained of color. Suddenly realizing something, her eyes widened, and she grabbed her assistant, "Quick, call Madam and tell her to come over right now! Hurry!"
No sooner had he spoken than two black Maybachs drove into the courtyard. The assistant dismissed all the servants in the living room, leaving only two people to clean up the shards that Lin Zhiyu had just smashed on the floor.
Not long after, a tall, distinguished man in a black suit stood at the door. The years had not left many marks on him; beneath his straight nose, his thin, tightly pressed lips exuded a sense of authority and sharpness.
As soon as she entered, Lin Zhiyu stood to the side with her head down and a timid expression.
Lin Zhenghe sat down on the sofa and swept his sharp eagle eyes over Lin Zhiyu. At this moment, Lin Zhiyu no longer had the arrogant demeanor he had just displayed, but instead stood respectfully to the side.
"The Lin family has more than just you, Lin Zhiyu." Lin Zhengwei said coldly, his hawk-like eyes flashing with an unfathomable light. "If it weren't for the fact that you and Feng Yunzhou have some affection for each other, any daughter of the Lin family could be marrying him now, not you."
Lin Zhiyu's bright face turned deathly pale instantly. She suppressed the unease and hatred in her eyes, lowered her head, and bit her red lips, which were about to bleed.
Just moments ago, her face was filled with resentment, but in an instant, it transformed into an innocent, harmless, and pitiful expression. Lin Zhiyu's moist eyes were slightly red, and her aggrieved gaze was both innocent and respectful.
Lin Zhiyu's aggrieved voice trembled slightly, "Father, the person in the photo is not me. With today's advanced technology, it's easy to change faces. One photo doesn't prove anything. Besides, this is the crucial moment for the Lin family and the Feng family to form a marriage alliance. Many people are hoping something happens to me so that their own daughters can marry into the Feng family."
Lin Zhenghe raised an eyebrow and glanced at his daughter. Seeing her innocent and aggrieved expression, coupled with the frequent troubles that had befallen the Lin family recently, Lin Zhiyu's theory of the threat of marriage alliances was largely tenable.
Since others dared not touch Feng Yunzhou, they naturally turned their attention to themselves. The Lin Group had suffered repeated setbacks overseas, and to recover its overseas investments and partnerships, it needed to cooperate with the Feng family.
Overseas collaborations are being closely watched by their rivals. All the collaborations that Lin's family had already negotiated have fallen through, and now the rival company will definitely keep pressing them.
Seeing her daughter's tear-streaked face, her anger subsided considerably. She gestured for her to sit down, then spoke in a light, emotionless tone, "Zhiyu, whatever you do, as long as it benefits the company, you can do it. You've suffered these past few years abroad; the Lin family will handle this matter today. However… the Lin family's overseas collaborations have been repeatedly cut recently. I wonder what Yunzhou thinks?"
A glint of light flashed in Lin Zhenghe's eyes, and a hint of cunning appeared on his cold face.
Lin Zhiyu understood the implication and obediently replied, "I will tell Yunzhou."
At that moment, a coquettish, mocking voice came from the doorway, "Zhiyu, does President Feng know how much of a playboy you are abroad?"
Lin Zhiyan twisted her sexy and alluring figure, her heavily made-up face occasionally emitting grating laughter.
Upon seeing Lin Zhenghe, she immediately stood obediently to the side, her previous smugness gone. "Dad, you're still up so late?"
Lin Zhiyan glanced at Lin Zhiyu with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, raising an eyebrow with concern, and said, "Zhiyu, I received an anonymous email today. It contained a video of you and President Zhang... I don't know what the person who sent this video meant, after all, you're about to marry President Feng."
"Although the Zhang family has expanded its companies and influence overseas in recent years, Mr. Zhang is still Dad's friend and has watched us grow up. He should at least call us Uncle Zhang. If my sister likes older men, she should have told Dad earlier."
Lin Zhiyan raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone indifferent, but anyone with ears could hear the disdain in her words.
Lin Zhiyu was shocked. "What?! What nonsense are you talking about!"
All she received was a photo of her back to Zhang Jing, her arm linked intimately with his; the angle of the photo made it impossible to see his face.
So when faced with her father's questioning, she felt somewhat relieved, relieved that it was just an insignificant intimate photo, and that the photo received by the president's office was the same one she received.
Now another video has surfaced, this time in bed, and she can no longer maintain her composure.
He strode up to Lin Zhiyan and slapped her across the face, then grinned maliciously, "Lin Zhiyan, who gave you the guts to spread rumors about me!"
Lin Zhiyan never expected Lin Zhiyu to suddenly rush in front of her, let alone slap her.
Her delicate, fair face instantly turned red and swollen. Covering her face, she said aggrievedly, "Lin Zhiyu, it's a good thing I received this video. If the other party had sent it to Feng Yunzhou, I wonder if Feng Yunzhou would still want you. How much face would you have left to stay in the capital!"
"Dad, look, am I spreading rumors, or has my sister done so many shameful things for the Lin family behind our backs over the years!"
After saying that, he handed the video to Lin Zhenghe. At that moment, Lin Zhenghe stared at the video with a sinister look. One of them was the future heir of the Lin family whom he had cultivated, and the other was his old friend who was older than him. The two were entangled in bed, oblivious to each other, and occasionally they could hear vulgar and obscene words.
The temperature in the living room dropped as Lin Zhenghe's gaze turned icy as he looked at Lin Zhiyu. The room fell silent instantly, the lurking danger seeming ready to erupt at any moment.
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