novelraw Chapter 769: The White Moonlight is Crying
Chapter 769: The White Moonlight is Crying
There were no direct flights from Yancheng to Paris.
Although the flight distance would be shorter departing from the Imperial Capital, Su Yu's team had arranged a route full of human touch for Qiuqiu.
First, fly to Chengdu Tianfu International Airport, then take a direct flight to Paris from there.
For Qiuqiu, who grew up in the Sichuan-Chongqing region, this was undoubtedly the arrangement that gave her the greatest sense of security.
It was worth mentioning that the assistant named Cheng Xiaoxi had also sent a PDF guide that could be called nanny-level detailed.
From "how to find the check-in counter" to "which picture to show if you have a language barrier when going through customs", and even "which dessert in the lounge is the best" were all clearly marked in a cute font.
Moreover, the highest-tier business class/first class was booked for the entire journey.
For Qiuqiu, who was traveling abroad for the first time, this care from her idol's team warmed her heart immensely.
11:30 AM.
The plane landed smoothly at Chengdu Tianfu International Airport.Although it was just an in-terminal transfer, and she didn't need to exit the terminal building.
But when she stepped out of the jet bridge, the familiar moist air and the Sichuan-Chongqing dialects mixed into the conversations around her made her even more relaxed.
In the spacious, bright Air China lounge, she ordered a bowl of red oil wontons and a bowl of dan dan noodles.
She ate them with relish.
1:30 PM.
Air France flight AF888 to Paris, France, first class.
The spacious leather seat as large as a single bed, the independent wardrobe, the excellent noise-canceling space, and the vintage reading lamp by her hand emitting a warm yellow glow.
"Rumble—"
Accompanied by the deep, powerful roar of the engines, the massive Airbus A350 accelerated on the runway, piercing through the thick cloud layer.
A few minutes later.
The originally gloomy, overcast world instantly disappeared, replaced by the pure, golden sunlight at an altitude of ten thousand meters.
Beneath her feet was a sea of clouds stretching endlessly like a snowy plain.
The plane entered the stratosphere and leveled off.
Cheng Qiuqiu unbuckled her seatbelt, adjusted her seat to a semi-reclined mode, tilted her head, and gazed somewhat mesmerized at the magnificent scenery outside the window.
This was her first time going abroad.
And the destination was the romantic capital, Paris.
There, waiting for her were two people who had completely changed the trajectory of her fate.
One was the light she had been chasing since her youth, Su Yu.
The other was the love she wanted to be with after reaching adulthood, Tang Song.
Thinking about staying in Su Yu's private residence in Paris that evening, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart churned like the sea of clouds outside the window.
For her, Su Yu had always been the most important spiritual pillar. In fact, if not for Tang Song, Su Yu would have been her only faith.
Her biggest dream used to be just to meet her once, but now she could actually sleep under the same roof...
Nothing was more dreamlike than this.
And then there was Tang Song.
Thinking of that name, she couldn't help but recall that night in Rongcheng.
In the hotel room, she sat on his lap, her top slowly pushed up by his long, powerful hands...
Qiuqiu instinctively looked down at her own ample chest wrapped in a cashmere sweater, her cheeks instantly burning.
Thinking further about Su Yu, and the possible future scenario of the three of them living together.
A mixture of unprecedented shame and anticipation made her whole body feel hot and her thoughts fly in all directions.
Just as she was lost in wild thoughts.
"Madame, would you like something to drink?"
A French flight attendant in an elegant uniform walked over with a smile, interrupting her romantic reverie.
Qiuqiu snapped back to reality, nodded flusteredly, and asked for a glass of juice.
After taking a sip of the cool orange juice to calm her mind, she connected to the plane's satellite WiFi.
"Ding-dong—"
The WeChat notification sound rang several times in succession.
It was from Lingling, asking if she had boarded.
Qiuqiu reported that she was safe, casually took a photo of the sea of clouds outside and sent it over.
Then she reported her itinerary in Su Yu's team group chat.
Just as she was about to turn off her phone and rest for a while, she suddenly noticed that a group she had muted long ago was constantly refreshing with new messages.
[Inspiration Design - Foodie Squad (48)]
Cheng Qiuqiu was slightly taken aback.
This was a casual chat group from her former company, Inspiration Design.
There were no big bosses, just ordinary employees and mid-level managers from various departments.
Because of her cold personality, she was isolated in the company before, and after resigning, she basically stopped talking, just never left the group.
Normally, this group only became active during team-building events or group meals.
What was going on today? Was no one working?
Soon, she noticed that among the rapidly scrolling messages, a name that made her physically sick was frequently mentioned.
Li Jingzhong.
Out of curiosity, Qiuqiu opened the group chat.
The group wasn't just in an uproar; it was practically celebrating New Year.
Countless screenshots, short videos, and memes flooded the screen.
[Xiao Lin: "Holy crap! Confirmed! Although no names were mentioned, that mosaic photo, that trench coat... it's absolutely Li Zong!"]
[Administration - Sister Wang: "No need to guess, it's definitely him. I just passed by Director Chen's office and heard him smashing a cup and cursing inside! Our company's official Douyin account has already been flooded by netizens..."]
[Customer Service - Yuanyuan: "Oh my god, this is too explosive! Hooking up with an escort is one thing, but it's a... that? Eww—! I'll never dare to look at Li Zong's face again. I feel sick just thinking about the way he used to look at me!"]
["Stop calling him Li Zong. I heard the legal department is already drafting the termination notice, and they're going to sue him. This was caught red-handed, and it's blown up so big, it's already affected the company's reputation and clients. The company will definitely pursue and cut ties."]
["@everyone Stop discussing it in the group, be careful of screenshots."]
...
Qiuqiu herself wasn't someone who loved gossip.
But seeing the exaggerated exclamation marks and the crazily scrolling discussions on screen after screen, she couldn't help her curiosity.
She swiped her finger across the screen and began carefully scrolling up through the chat history.
Her impression of Li Jingzhong wasn't good.
Despite being married, there was always a strange, suggestive undertone in his work-related conversations that made her uncomfortable all over.
Her resignation back then was partly due to colleagues ostracizing her, and partly due to his harassment.
Soon, she found the "source of the melon" in the chat history.
The overwhelming keywords were only three: [Executive], [Escort], [Ladyboy (TS)].
The headlines from several self-media news articles were even more shocking.
[For a taste of that? Executive of a Yancheng design company gets drunk late at night, arrested for soliciting prostitution!]
["True love" is invincible? Famous transgender blogger COCO reveals intimate photos with a certain executive surnamed Li!]
Qiuqiu casually clicked on a video link.
It was a clip from a live stream by an outdoor streamer.
Although the key parts were pixelated, the man being held by two police officers, one on each arm, with a flushed face and disheveled clothes, was unmistakably Li Jingzhong.
Apparently, the streamer was live-streaming from a hotel, happened to hear too much noise from the next room, then heard the police knocking, and went live right then and there.
Immediately after, she saw a few screenshots from Twitter.
Qiuqiu opened them, and even on an international flight, she felt a chill of disgust.
This was a somewhat famous transgender (TS/Ladyboy) "benefits" blogger on the foreign internet, COCO_Baby.
The latest tweet was posted last night, with the location tagged as a five-star hotel in Yancheng.
[COCO_Baby: "Met a very generous Sugar Daddy. It's party time tonight~"]
The attached pictures were a thick stack of red banknotes and several photos at a bar and hotel.
One of them revealed Li Jingzhong's drunken face.
The reason Li Jingzhong's downfall was so complete.
It was said that COCO had originally arranged to meet a few fans, but because Li Jingzhong, the big spender, intercepted her, she stood up the fans.
The angry fans, following the clues, directly reported "prostitution" to the Yancheng police.
The police struck with lightning speed, catching them in the act.
As the Deputy General Manager of Inspiration Design, and with decent looks, Li Jingzhong, for business purposes, loved to build his personal brand on Douyin and Weibo.
He crafted an image of a "fashionable uncle" and "senior design expert."
Although not hugely famous, he had accumulated some fans and a reputation in the industry.
His persona was that of an elegant uncle and senior designer.
This incident first blew up in that niche, voyeuristic circle on the foreign internet.
Then it rapidly spread back to the domestic internet.
In this internet age, the spread of such a scandal with such a huge contrast is at a nuclear fission level.
Now, it wasn't just topping the local trending searches.
The comment section under Li Jingzhong's personal account had completely fallen, turning into an internet meme-making carnival:
"Charging head-on towards men, Li Zong is truly a role model for our generation!"
"Isn't this too... 'male'? Is this the source of design inspiration?"
"Knowing it's male and still advancing, male upon male, forcing the man!"
"Is this the legendary 'sacrificing the chrysanthemum for the sake of design'?"
Looking at those unsightly comments, thinking of the way Li Jingzhong used to look at her.
Then imagining him rolling around in bed with a ladyboy...
Cheng Qiuqiu felt a strong wave of nausea.
It was too disgusting.
And too absurd.
She hurriedly closed that group chat, as if trying to shake off something dirty.
Quickly opened her phone's photo album, went to her favorites.
Looking at the photos of Tang Song and Su Yu, she slowly calmed her emotions.
It was predictable that this incident was just the beginning.
It was undoubtedly devastating for Li Jingzhong personally, and also a PR disaster for Inspiration Design.
Originally, as a well-known design company in the industry, it valued brand image and style the most.
Now, with the company's deputy general manager involved in such a bizarre scandal, the consequences were extremely serious.
Termination was the basic step; there would likely be lawsuits later.
Thinking of this, Qiuqiu's mood suddenly improved a lot.
...
Shen City, Qingning Tech Tower, 48th floor.
Private meeting room.
Anne Kate stood by the window, phone in hand, posture lazy.
Xiao Jing's excited voice came through the receiver: "...Anne Mentor, does this count as passing your assessment?"
A faint smile curled at the corner of Anne's mouth, her voice cool and magnetic: "Congratulations, Jane."
"But this is just the beginning. Crushing an ant like him is just a little warm-up for you to get a feel for wielding power. It doesn't even count as a real battle."
She turned around, leaning against the windowsill.
"Next, we're going to enter the real curriculum."
Xiao Jing on the other end of the phone immediately held her breath: "Please instruct me!"
"Starting tomorrow, I will personally guide you to familiarize yourself with three parts—the operational mechanisms of [Dejurenhe], the investment logic of global top-tier properties, and the underlying architecture of the [Tangjin Family Office]."
"Ah... okay." Xiao Jing agreed, but her voice didn't contain much excitement.
Clearly, she wasn't very enthusiastic about this kind of dry, tedious, number-and-report-filled commercial work.
Anne chuckled lightly, "What? Bored? If you can successfully complete these courses, I can give you a special reward."
"What reward?"
"Song has a superyacht in Monaco that just completed sea trials, worth 650 million dollars. If you perform well, I'll take you along to accompany him for the acceptance. At that time... we can play some more interesting, more stimulating games in the middle of the ocean. And I'll take you abroad to see some special things."
"Ah! Okay, okay! Mentor! I'll work hard!" Xiao Jing's voice trembled slightly.
"Very good, keep it up, girl."
Hanging up the phone, Anne looked at the screen, a flash of amused interest in her eyes.
Indeed, for dealing with such little pets, desire was the best whip.
Then, the smile on her face faltered slightly.
It seemed... Tang Song had treated her the same way back then.
Only, the whip that man gave was harsher, more painful, and also more addictive.
"Beep-beep-beep—"
The sound of the door lock disengaging rang out.
Anne quickly reined in her emotions, the lazy aura around her instantly transforming into an imposing pressure.
The heavy glass door was pushed open, and Qin Yingxue walked in.
Still dressed in proper business attire, composed, holding a document in her hand.
"How is it? Has Miss Liu not arrived yet?"
"She'll be here soon." Qin Yingxue walked to the long table, placed the document down, her tone steady. "It's mainly that you came too suddenly, Miss Kate. According to procedure, even signing trust documents could be handled by Lawyer Luo Bin, or scheduled for another time. There was no need for you to come in person."
"No, no, no." Anne shook her finger, shrugged, looking utterly matter-of-fact. "Time is money, Qin. Since Su Yu's side is already settled, the progress on this side naturally needs to be accelerated as well. The most crucial thing is—"
She drew out the tone, the corners of her mouth lifting, her eyes flashing with ambitious light: "He has officially returned to the family office. You know what that means, right?"
"I understand." Qin Yingxue nodded, her gaze flickering.
She pondered for a moment, not rushing to open the document, but leaned forward slightly.
Staring into Anne's aggressive blue eyes, her tone became exceptionally serious and solemn:
"Miss Kate, before Qingning arrives, out of duty, I must remind you again."
"Her situation is very special. Completely different from Su Yu, Wen Ruan, and Tian Jing."
"Besides President Tang, Director Jin also has a very special protective instinct towards her."
"So, no matter what choice she makes today, or says anything that surprises you, you must maintain respect. Absolutely do not try to test her limits, or to... 'train' her, using the methods you use on others."
As Director Jin's former assistant, Qin Yingxue was well aware of the madness deep in Anne Kate's bones and those unknown secrets of hers.
She seemed to take great pleasure in destroying beautiful things.
And Liu Qingning fit her target aesthetic quite well.
Even more so than Tian Jing.
Hearing this serious warning, Anne not only didn't get angry, but instead raised an eyebrow, a meaningful smile curling at the corner of her mouth.
She walked up to Qin Yingxue, crossed her arms, leaned forward slightly, looked directly into the other's eyes, her voice lazy yet carrying a hint of chill:
"Relax, Qin. If I really wanted to do something to her, I've had plenty of opportunities over all these years, haven't I?"
Qin Yingxue looked at her, silent for a moment.
Nodded, and withdrew her gaze.
A brief silence fell between the two, a subtle tension filling the air.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
A series of regular, crisp knocks sounded, breaking the heaviness in the room.
"Come in." Qin Yingxue quickly adjusted her expression.
The door was pushed open.
A brief silence fell between the two, a subtle tension filling the air.
She wasn't wearing business attire, but a high-quality white shirt, the collar slightly open at the top button.
Paired with light-colored straight-leg jeans and clean white sneakers.
Her jet-black long hair casually draped over her shoulders.
She looked fresh and lovely.
Seeing that besides Qin Yingxue, there was also a tall, voluptuous Caucasian woman with a powerful aura in the room, Liu Qingning was clearly taken aback for a moment.
But she quickly recovered, politely looking at Qin Yingxue: "Director Qin, you asked for me?"
A smile appeared on Qin Yingxue's face as she introduced:
"Qingning, come, let me introduce you. This is Miss Anne Kate. She is a senior partner at the [Kate Trust] and also a co-founder of Jingwu Capital."
Hearing this string of titles, Liu Qingning's pupils trembled.
As an entrepreneur who had fought her way through the tech circle, she knew all too well what these names meant.
The special surname "Kate" clearly indicated she was from that family.
And [Jingwu Capital] was equally thunderous.
It was currently one of the top ten global private equity giants, the driving force behind countless unicorn companies, and also one of the earliest core investors in [Qingning Technology].
This foreign woman before her, who looked not much older than herself, stunningly beautiful and sexy, was actually a founder of this behemoth?
Soon, she thought of more, and suddenly realized that today's meeting was not simple.
"Very pleased to meet you, Miss Kate."
Liu Qingning maintained surface composure, neither subservient nor arrogant, extending her hand.
"Hello, Miss Liu."
Anne took the initiative to shake hands, her ice-blue eyes not carrying their usual aggression, but quietly appraising Liu Qingning up and down.
Seeing this, Qin Yingxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's not all stand, please sit and talk."
The three sat around the meeting area.
Liu Qingning turned her gaze to Qin Yingxue, inquiry in her eyes.
Qin Yingxue didn't beat around the bush, took out the folder, and pushed it towards Liu Qingning with both hands.
This was not an ordinary business contract.
The cover had an excellent texture, made with specially crafted matte leather grain. In the center was a line of exquisite embossed gold English lettering.
[THE MOONLIGHT IRREVOCABLE TRUST]
Below the title were two slightly smaller, yet even more heart-stopping co-signatory logos:
Client: TangJin Family Office
Trustee: Kite Trust Co., Ltd.
"Qingning," Qin Yingxue's voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable weight, "This is a special family trust fund set up specifically for you personally by the [Tangjin Family Office], entrusted to the [Kate Trust]. You can take a careful look at the terms. If you have any questions, raise them at any time. Miss Anne Kate is the chief trustee administrator of this fund."
Tangjin Family Office?!
Hearing this term, and looking at that eye-catching logo on the cover.
Liu Qingning's breath hitched, her hands involuntarily gripping the edge of the table.
With her intelligence, and after learning about the special relationship between Tang Song and Jin Meixiao, and experiencing various clues, she naturally instantly guessed the meaning behind the names in this family office.
In fact, this was also her greatest taboo and source of timidity.
Tang, Jin.
Those were his and her surnames.
It was their union, their inseparable proof.
She just never expected this behemoth to appear before her today, in such a manner, abruptly and overwhelmingly.
Qin Yingxue and Anne Kate didn't rush her, just watched her quietly, giving her ample time to digest her emotions.
Liu Qingning was silent for a long while before slowly extending a trembling hand to open the cover.
First page, Schedule of Assets.
No complex cash flows, just three simple yet breathtaking lines of equity transfer records:
Grantor A: Mira Jin—transfer of 7% equity in [Qingning Technology].
Grantor B: Xianyue Ouyang—transfer of 5% equity in [Qingning Technology].
Grantor C: Yu Su—transfer of 4% equity in [Qingning Technology].
Beneficiary: Qingning Liu (Liu Qingning).
What was this?
Jin Meixiao, Ouyang Xianyue, Su Yu?
Looking at these familiar yet unfamiliar names, looking at those cold yet scorching lines of data.
Liu Qingning felt the words before her eyes begin to twist and jump.
As if transforming into a huge net, enveloping her.
The rise and fall of her chest became more and more intense, even her breathing became difficult.
This trust held 16% equity in Qingning Technology.
This wasn't just a number.
This was the implicit control of a unicorn company valued at nearly 80 billion dollars.
This was wealth so vast it could instantly overwhelm any ordinary person and drive countless capitalists mad.
Observing her expression, Qin Yingxue spoke up at the right moment:
"Regarding this portion of equity in [Qingning Technology], all legal confirmation procedures have been completed, and it has all been placed into this [Moonlight Trust]. The process is compliant, indisputable."
Anne Kate, sitting to the side, rested her chin in one hand, a playful smile curling at the corner of her mouth as she added slowly:
"Once you sign, you will become the individual shareholder with the highest stake in this company. Although held through the trust, within the legal structure, we will grant you full directive power. That is to say, you can directly enter the board of directors, even remove people you don't like."
Liu Qingning didn't answer.
Her gaze lowered, long eyelashes veiling the turbulent emotions in her eyes.
Her eyes scanned the lines of complex English clauses, yet it was as if she saw nothing.
Anne Kate, sitting to the side, rested her chin in one hand, a playful smile curling at the corner of her mouth as she added slowly:
"Once you sign, you will become the individual shareholder with the highest shareholding percentage in this company. Although held through the trust, within the legal structure, we will grant you full directive power. That is to say, you can directly enter the board of directors, even remove people you don't like."
What will you do?
Her gaze lowered, long eyelashes veiling the turbulent emotions in her eyes.
Her vision traversed the lines of complex English clauses, yet it seemed as if she wasn't taking anything in.
Her chin was almost pressed against her ample chest, the whole person sinking into a deep silence.
She understood very well that with Tang Song formally taking over the family office, many secrets no longer needed to be hidden.
Especially since Ouyang Xianyue and Su Yu's actions were becoming more and more frequent, and larger in scale.
This was also why Director Jin agreed to Anne's urgency in pushing this forward.
Some things had to be laid out openly to be handled properly.
"What's wrong, Qingning?" Qin Yingxue's voice was gentle, with a hint of inducement, "If you have any doubts, you can ask directly. Anything, anything at all."
Liu Qingning finally raised her head.
Looking at the two women opposite her, her face somewhat pale.
Her eyes held no greed, no ecstasy, only a kind of heartbreaking despondency and brokenness.
It made Anne Kate, who was originally watching the show, feel an inexplicable pang in her heart.
"Sorry." Her voice was pleasant, but now exceptionally dry, "I think... I am not qualified to accept a gift of this magnitude. I also have no reason to receive such vast assets for no reason. This doesn't belong to me, and I cannot bear it."
As she spoke, she reached out.
Those slender, fair hands trembled slightly, but the movement was without hesitation.
Her eyes held no greed, no ecstasy, only a kind of heartbreaking despondency and brokenness.
Refused?
Why?
According to the intelligence she had, this White Moonlight of Tang Song's was no pushover.
She was very smart, even quite shrewd, had stirred up quite a bit within [Qingning Technology], constantly trying to vie for a voice.
Now, with 16% equity, even a chance to ascend directly into the core of the [Tangjin Family Office] placed right in front of her, she actually pushed it away?
Was she crazy?
Or was she holding out for a better price?
Qin Yingxue didn't seem surprised by this outcome, her expression unchanged, advising gently:
She was very smart, even quite shrewd, had stirred up quite a bit within [Qingning Technology], constantly trying to vie for a voice.
Now, with 16% equity, even a chance to ascend to the heavens in one step into the core of the [Tangjin Family Office] placed right in front of her, she actually pushed it away?
She bit her lower lip, her gaze falling again on the two words "Tang Jin" on the file cover.
"Director Qin, I understand. But this is not an excuse for me to accept."
Qin Yingxue didn't seem surprised by this outcome, her expression unchanged, advising gently:
"Alright then, this matter is not urgent. We respect your choice."
Liu Qingning stood up, bowed politely to the two women: "Thank you, Director Qin. Thank you, Miss Kate. I'll head back now. It's Friday today, I have a lot of work to finish before the end of the day."
After saying this, she turned and left.
As the meeting room door closed again.
Anne Kate couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She took a lighter from her bag, played with it between her fingers, looking at Qin Yingxue with an amused glint in her eyes: "Wow... She is tough. Is this what you in the East call 'bone qi' (integrity/pride)?"
Qin Yingxue tidied up the returned document, sealing it again.
Hearing this, her movements paused briefly, and she said softly: "It might not be as simple as just 'bone qi'."
"Hmm? You don't seem surprised." Anne Kate looked at her curiously.
"Miss Kate, you need not concern yourself with this matter. Director Jin previously instructed that after she returns to the country, she will handle it personally." Qin Yingxue stood up.
Anne Kate's eyes narrowed slightly.
Handle it personally?
So Mira had already anticipated this, wasn't surprised at all.
Then why did she go through this charade, why not just act herself?
These complex Eastern emotions...
Indeed, is this why I can never truly integrate into this circle?
9:00 PM.
Shencheng Bay No. 1, Tower T5.
Then why did she go through this charade, why not take action directly herself?
"Knock, knock, knock—" A soft knocking sound.
Outside the door came the careful voice of the housekeeper, Auntie Mei: "Miss Qingning, are you sure you won't have dinner? Today is the Winter Solstice. Should I make you some dumplings? It'll be quick."
"No need, I'm not hungry. Thank you, Auntie Mei."
Liu Qingning's voice was calm, coming through the door panel, betraying no abnormality.
Auntie Mei sighed outside the door. Though worried, knowing this young lady's temperament well, she could only leave helplessly, her footsteps fading away.
The study returned to quiet.
At the desk.
Liu Qingning wore a somewhat sporty set of home clothes, her gaze focused intently on the computer screen.
On the screen, a code IDE interface, a corporate email list, and company group chat windows were being frantically switched between.
Her concentration was almost obsessive, her ten fingers dancing rapidly across the mechanical keyboard.
Emitting a dense "clack-clack-clack" sound.
Outside the window was the dazzling, disorienting nightscape of Shencheng Bay and the dark, deep sea in the distance.
Her face was calm as water, her eyes clear.
After who knows how long.
[Commit Successful]
Her concentration was almost obsessive, her ten fingers dancing rapidly across the mechanical keyboard.
The mechanical busyness also ceased abruptly at this moment.
Outside the window was the dazzling, disorienting nightscape of Shencheng Bay and the dark, deep sea in the distance.
She maintained that posture, sitting in silence.
A long time passed.
She took a deep breath and closed the laptop.
Got up, walked barefoot on the cool floor directly to the wool floor mat in the corner of the study.
The mechanical busyness also came to an abrupt halt at this moment.
Then closed her eyes, hands resting naturally on her knees, back straight.
As if meditating, or as if thinking.
One second, two seconds... one minute... ten minutes...
"Mmph..."
A suppressed groan escaped from between her tightly clenched lips.
A migraine attack.
Without warning, yet arriving as expected.
It was her body's instinctive rebellion against emotional overload.
Her originally straight back instantly slumped.
She raised both hands, ten fingers deeply digging into her hair, gripping tightly.
Her teeth clenched tightly, her body began to uncontrollably curl up, tremble violently.
The scenes from the daytime flashed through her mind like a frantic slideshow.
Did she regret it?
No, she didn't.
But, she was so afraid.
So powerless.
Tang Song went to New York, attending the shareholders' meeting with Jin Meixiao.
The scenes from the daytime flashed through her mind like a frantic slideshow.
She hadn't asked, just like a tireless workaholic, engaging in the so-called power struggle within [Qingning Technology], placing her own people.
In the end, it was just self-deception. She knew this very well herself.
The things she desperately tried to seize, they simply didn't care about.
They even watched, wanting to help her.
This realization made her miserable.
No matter how hard she worked on skincare, fitness, learning how to dress, in terms of appearance and charm, she still fell far short of the peerless beauty, Su Yu, who could topple cities and nations.
She hadn't asked, just like a tireless workaholic, engaging in the so-called power struggle within [Qingning Technology], placing her own people.
I can't compare to them.
The things she desperately tried to seize, they simply didn't care about.
Even in matters of the heart...
Jin Meixiao also has the bond of climbing to the peak step by step with Tang Song, and their shared family office.
No matter how hard she worked on skincare, fitness, learning how to dress, in terms of appearance and charm, she still fell far short of the peerless beauty, Su Yu, who could topple cities and nations.
No matter how hard she struggled in her career, how many all-nighters she pulled writing code, reading reports, she could hardly hold a candle to Jin Meixiao, who began conquering Wall Street at 19. Not to mention, she was also exceptionally beautiful.
No chance of winning.
The sobering sense of powerlessness and fear made her somewhat break down.
Even in matters of the heart...
Tears gushed out, soaking her sleeves.
What should I do?