On the third day, which was yesterday, our market value showed a slight recovery, only to crash dramatically later!
"And yesterday, Young Master Wan apparently ordered Lin Tianhao and Lin Tiancheng to deliver Lin Yixue to him. Then, Su Ming showed up and whisked Lin Yixue away!"
Everyone started to piece together the events on their own.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Patriarch, the moment Su Ming took Lin Yixue was precisely when our stocks began a continuous nosedive!"
The entire Wan family was thrown into chaos.
At that moment, the truth became crystal clear.
Su Ming!
Those two words were deeply engraved in their minds.
Wan Jing was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the ground.
He had never considered Su Ming a rival, but now he realized Su Ming wielded such immense power, manipulating everything at will. And when displeased, he could instantly cause catastrophic losses for Wan Hua.
For three consecutive days, his three provocations had led to a staggering loss of six hundred billion. The price was too steep.
"We're doomed!"
That was the only thought in Wan Jing's mind at that moment.
"You beast! You've brought such a terrifying force upon Wan Hua, jeopardizing the legacy of our ancestors! Today, I will take justice into my own hands and honor the spirits of our Wan ancestors in heaven!"
Wan Tong could no longer contain his fury.
He stood up, grabbed a chair, and hurled it at Wan Jing with all his might.
"Crash!"
Wan Jing, caught off guard, was knocked to the ground by the chair.
The expensive rosewood chair shattered into pieces, showing that Wan Tong had held nothing back.
"Brother! Don't be rash! We can still salvage this, there's still hope for us!"
Wan Gu, startled, quickly restrained Wan Tong, who had just picked up a leg of the broken chair, determined to carry out his righteous act.
Wan Jing was terrified. He had really caused a catastrophic disaster. His father, who had never laid a hand on him before, was now intent on killing him.
"Salvage? How? That's six hundred billion, six hundred billion!"
Wan Tong ignored the attempts to calm him down and lunged at Wan Jing, who was being held back by others.
"Patriarch, please don't be angry. Ask Young Master Wan Jing if he has any backup plan. If we anger Su Ming again, our Wan Hua Group will be in serious trouble today!"
One sentence was like a sudden enlightenment, instantly bringing Wan Tong to his senses.
"Dad! I remember, I remember! When I left, I told Lin Tianhao and Lin Tiancheng to bring Lin Yixue to the capital within three days. I'll call them now, right now, it should still be in time!"
Wan Jing reacted quickly, taking out his phone and dialing.
But the phone rang for a long time, with no one answering.
In the end, after making several calls, Wan Jing gave up.
"It's over!"
Wan Jing helplessly threw the phone down and collapsed on the floor.
"Quickly, prepare the private jet. Take this disobedient son to Jiangzhou, apologize to Su Ming, and beg for his mercy!"
Wan Gu suddenly shouted.
"I'll deal with you later, beast!"
Wan Tong, already on the brink of fury, roared at Wan Jing again.
Soon, the entire Wan family sprang into action. A private jet took off, heading towards Jiangzhou.
Meanwhile, Lin Tianhao, leading a group from the Lin family, arrived at Yunshang Yuefu, Villa No. 1.
"Master, we have visitors!"
Xiao Le's voice suddenly echoed through the villa, and the TV switched from a variety show to the scene outside the door.
Lin Yixue shot to her feet, staring in disbelief at the people on the screen.
"What's going on?"
Su Ming's expression changed slightly. On the screen, Lin Tianhao and Lin Tiancheng were clearly visible, along with a middle-aged woman and a young man.
The young man was holding a portrait.
"Lin Tianhao!"
Lin Yixue's eyes turned red, her gaze fixed on the portrait.
Su Ming looked at the portrait. The woman in the portrait bore an uncanny resemblance to Lin Yixue, and her identity was clear.
Lin Yixue couldn't bear to look anymore and rushed out of the living room.
"Xiao Le, open the door!"
Su Ming said, then followed with a dark expression.
By now, Lin Yixue had reached the front door, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Lin Tianhao, what do you want?"
Lin Yixue screamed, her voice hoarse.
Su Ming's gaze was icy and terrifying as he coldly observed Lin Tiancheng and the others.
"What do I want? Lin Yixue, do you know that because of your stubbornness, the future of Changhe is at stake!"
"Not only that, if this makes Young Master Wan Jing unhappy, Changhe is finished. Our entire family will be ruined, and countless employees will lose their jobs!"
Lin Tianhao's face was grim as he bellowed.
"Yixue, come home with us!"
The middle-aged woman beside Lin Tiancheng, her eyes full of concern, called out.
"Sister, we're also helpless. Please come back with us! We need you, Yixue, for Changhe!"
The young man holding the portrait also pleaded.
"No! No! I don't want to be a sacrifice for your interests. I don't want to be used as a bargaining chip!"
Lin Yixue sobbed, her tears streaming down her face.
Su Ming walked over, gently embracing her, and glared at the group with a cold, deadly gaze.
"Lin Tianhao, you still won't let go of Yixue, will you?"
Su Ming's voice was devoid of emotion.
As he spoke, the temperature in the room seemed to drop.
Lin Tianhao shuddered but still said, "Su Ming, this is our Lin family's business. It's none of your concern. I can overlook you taking Yixue away yesterday, but today, Yixue must come with us!"
"Hmm..."
Su Ming smiled coldly, "Without my permission, no one is taking Yixue away today!"
"Lin Tianhao, I truly overestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so heartless. With you in charge of Changhe, it will never rise beyond Jiangzhou!"
"Su Ming, you have no right to judge our Changhe! Yixue belongs to Changhe, and she should take responsibility for it!"
Lin Tiancheng chimed in.
"Take responsibility for Changhe? By becoming a bargaining chip for your interests, being sent to someone else's roof?" Su Ming laughed in anger.
"Exchange of interests, it's always been this way!"
Lin Tianhao felt no shame, continuing, "Lin Yixue, I've brought your mother here today. If you can really watch us die, I have nothing more to say!"
"Ahhh!"
"Don't force me, don't force me!"
Lin Yixue was on the verge of a breakdown.
"Ding! Choice triggered!"
"Option One: Show your strength and reveal that Wan Hua is in danger. Reward: Today, Wan Hua's stocks will continue to plummet."
"Option Two: Abandon Lin Yixue and let her leave. Reward: 100% ownership of Changhe."
Su Ming's anger burned, and the system prompt appeared. For Option Two, Su Ming chose to ignore it.
Although, if he chose this option, Changhe would become his personal property. He could easily crush Lin Tianhao and the others.
But what he cared about more was Lin Yixue.