"Wow! I never thought you, Miss Lin, could cook like this!"
Su Ming couldn't help but praise as he enjoyed his breakfast.
Lin Yixue's pretty face was filled with pride. "What did you expect? I'm a capable woman, after all!"
Lin Yixue had been living on her own for a long time, so making breakfast was a piece of cake for her.
"No, this won't do!"
Suddenly, Su Ming stood up with a serious expression.
"What... what's wrong?"
Lin Yixue was startled. Was the food not good? She hurriedly took a sip of the steaming hot porridge, frowning slightly. It tasted fine.
At that moment, Su Ming spoke again, "After eating such a delicious breakfast, what am I supposed to do now? I won't be able to stomach anything else. You'll have to make breakfast for me every day!"
Lin Yixue was stunned for a moment before realizing she had been tricked. She immediately grew angry and scolded, "Su Ming, you scared me half to death!"
"Haha... So, will you make breakfast for me every day?" Su Ming grinned at her.
Lin Yixue's face turned red, and she lowered her head, her heart fluttering like a little deer. She nodded gently.
However, in stark contrast to the warmth between the two, the Lin household was shrouded in silence.
Lin Tianhao and Lin Tiancheng sat side by side, with several others standing around, none of them speaking.
"Big brother, what should we do? If Yixue still refuses, Changhe's future is truly doomed!"
Lin Tiancheng spoke, his tone unusually grave.
Lin Tianhao remained silent for a long time before saying, "Hmph... I don't believe she can defy us. Bring her mother's portrait, and let's go find her!"
"Big brother, this might not be appropriate..." Lin Tiancheng tried to persuade him.
"We're on the brink of losing everything. What's inappropriate about it? If she has the guts, let her watch as our whole family falls apart because of her!"
Lin Tianhao said angrily, standing up and heading outside.
"Dad, what should we do?"
A young man in his late twenties asked beside Lin Tiancheng.
"Sigh..."
Lin Tiancheng sighed and instructed, "Take your aunt's portrait and let's go."
Soon, the group left the Lin household, heading towards Yunshang Yuefu.
Meanwhile, in the distant capital city, the Wan family was gathered together.
Wan Jing, Wan Gu, Wan Tong, and the entire Wan family were all present, each with a computer, watching the stock of Wanhua.
Suddenly, the stock of Wanhua fluctuated, turning from green to red.
However, no one was happy. They had already experienced a dramatic shift from joy to sorrow just a day ago, and they dared not get their hopes up too soon.
Wan Jing watched the stock turn red, feeling a great sense of relief. He had been picked up by Wan Tong's people right after landing and hadn't dared to ask any questions until they returned to the capital. It was then that he realized the severity of the situation.
In just three days, Wanhua's market value had evaporated nearly 60 billion. He finally understood why Wan Tong was so furious.
"Tell me, what did you do these past three days?"
Wan Tong's voice came out after the stock showed some movement.
"Dad! I didn't do anything! I just went to look for Lin Yixue, and then I ran into Su Ming. You don't think our market value dropping has anything to do with Su Ming, do you?"
"He's just a tiny ant. How could he affect us? Although he is a bit strange..."
Before Wan Jing could finish, Wan Tong's gaze darkened.
"Answer me! What did you do these past three days? Are you deaf?"
Wan Jing shuddered and began to recount everything, from the first visit to Huatiji, encountering Su Ming, to arranging for Lin Tianhao and Lin Tiancheng to find Su Ming, without missing a single detail.
As he finished, the room fell silent again.
Indeed, from Wan Jing's description, there seemed to be no connection to the drop in Wanhua's market value. However, Wan Tong felt something different.
"Did he have Du Lang convey a message to you, saying you had offended someone you shouldn't have?" Wan Tong asked in a low, stern voice.
Wan Jing cringed. "Yes, yes! But Dad, where does he get the nerve to say that? He's just a bit crafty..."
"Rebellious son!"
Wan Tong's eyes reddened, and he stood up, kicking Wan Jing. The kick sent Wan Jing flying a few meters back.
Stunned, Wan Jing looked at Wan Tong in disbelief. "Dad, what's wrong? Why are you hitting me?"
"Hitting you? I'll kill you today!"
Wan Tong, enraged, grabbed a chair and charged at Wan Jing.
"Family Head, please calm down! Calm down!"
"Big brother, don't be angry, don't be angry!"
Wan Jing trembled, and the senior members of the Wan family rushed to restrain Wan Tong. They had to; if they didn't, something terrible might happen.
"Big brother, take a breath. Take a breath! What did you think of?"
"Yes, Family Head, Wan Jing is your only son. You can't do this!"
Wan Tong, his anger gradually subsiding, let go of the chair with a cold snort.
"Big brother, sit down. Tell us what you're thinking. Now is not the time to be angry. Wanhua is the most important thing now!"
"Our market value has dropped for three consecutive days. Our rivals are getting restless!"
Wan Tong finally sat down, glaring at Wan Jing before speaking. "Sigh... Don't you see? This bastard has offended someone powerful!"
"How so?"
Everyone looked at Wan Tong in confusion.
"Sigh... On the first day our market value dropped, what did he do?"
"Wan Jing said he went to look for Lin Yixue from Changhe Real Estate but didn't meet her. Instead, he sent Assistant Ma Ru, who was scared off by Su Ming," someone quickly recounted.
"Exactly! That's it!" Wan Tong nodded.
"Big brother, are you saying Su Ming held a grudge against Wanhua and made our market value drop? Does he have that kind of power?" Wan Gu asked, finding it hard to believe.
"What about the second day? What did he do in the early hours?"
"He had Du Lang try to stage an accident to kill Su Ming, but it failed, and Du Lang was severely injured," the same person answered.
"And the next day, our stocks plummeted right from the opening!"
Everyone stood up, unable to stay seated. None of them were fools. One coincidence was possible, but two? And even a third...