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You Weren't Here During My Postpartum Confinement, Why Are You Crying Now That I'm Divorcing While Raising Our Child?

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Chapter 17: My Love for You Ends Here

You Weren't Here During My Postpartum Confinement, Why Are You Crying Now That I'm Divorcing While Raising Our Child?

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The call was cut off.

Lin Sa's fingers trembled as she held her mobile phone, her inner anger completely ignited.

What "take care of my brother's sibling," what "sibling affection," all seemed so ridiculous and pathetic in the face of Su Yurou's naked declaration.Full novel: You Weren't Here During My Postpartum Confinement, Why Are You Crying Now That I'm Divorcing While Raising Our Child? — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

She took a deep breath, her body as weak as a piece of thin paper, but the light in her eyes had never been clearer.

"Qitian Building..."

Lin Sa murmured these four words, the rage in her eyes instantly turning into a bone-chilling cold.

That was Fu Corporation's most important project this year, and it was the work she had poured two full years of painstaking effort into.

From the initial site selection and surveying, to the conceptual design, and then to the plans that were repeatedly overturned and redone, she had stayed up countless nights and revised thousands of blueprints.

Every data point, every line, was infused with her painstaking effort.

Even in the early stages of her pregnancy, she had endured morning sickness and perfected the project's structural model on the computer.

She had almost miscarried for this project... but Fu Yanci, without even asking her, had inserted Su Yurou to become her direct superior.

He not only didn't love her, he was simply leaving her no way out.

Lin Sa took a deep breath, her weak body leaning against the cold wall, forcing herself to calm down.

Five years... a full five years of dedication, it was time to wake up.

She no longer wanted to be the humble subordinate in a relationship. Since her efforts were not met with even a shred of tenderness... she would decisively reclaim everything she could.

In the future, she would not back down again, nor would she love or give.

【Fu Yanci, all my love for you ends here.】

She leaned on the wall and shuffled step by step to the desk, opened the computer, and clicked on a backup drive hidden in an encrypted folder.

That was the original record of all her work achievements over the past five years.

It included all the design drafts, revision records, meeting minutes, and all her email correspondence with collaborators for the Qitian Building project from zero to one.

These were ironclad evidence proving she was the true soul designer of Qitian Building.

After categorizing, packaging, and marking the files with detailed timestamps, she uploaded them to cloud storage.

If Fu Yanci insisted on making Su Yurou her direct superior and openly plagiarizing all her work achievements.

Then, she would send all this evidence to all the architectural industry media in Haicheng and to several influential judges in the industry, letting the public return justice to her.

After doing all this, she opened another folder.

That was her portfolio of design works accumulated privately over the years, which she had anonymously taken on as private work online under the pseudonym "Lifeng."

Although they were all small projects, because of their unique style and creativity, the name "Lifeng" had already gained some fame in the industry.

She found the contact information of an independent design studio that had been extending olive branches to her and sent a brief message:

"I am Lifeng, and I am considering changing jobs. We can arrange a time to discuss further."

After doing all this, the burning flame in her heart gradually cooled down.

She didn't need a hundred ways to counterattack; she just needed to achieve true detachment within herself.

As for Su Yurou's threat...

Lin Sa directly forwarded both voice recordings to Qin Lan, with a message:

【Ms. Qin, fifty million is no longer enough. This time, I want one hundred million. If it's not in my account within a day, I will expose it.】

As soon as Lin Sa sent the message, Tang Guo, wearing pajamas, pushed open her door.

She climbed directly onto Lin Sa's bed, lay down beside her, and subconsciously glanced at Lin Sa's phone.

Tang Guo: "No way? Sa Sa, did you send this to your mother-in-law? Asking her for a hundred million?"

"She's been guarding you strictly for these five years, afraid you're marrying Fu Yanci for their family's money. How could she possibly give you a hundred million?"

"If she doesn't give it, I'll release both of Su Yurou's recordings."

Tang Guo cast a worried gaze:

"But if you release the recordings, it means you'll offend the Fu, Su, and Jiang families simultaneously. Aren't you afraid they...?"

Directly releasing the recordings would let the whole world know about the delicate relationship between Su Yurou and Fu Yanci.

This method of revenge was indeed satisfying.

However, doing so would bring criticism upon the Fu, Jiang, and Su families, and any one of their families had the power to crush Lin Sa more easily than crushing an ant.

Lin Sa had never been this assertive before, and Tang Guo couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, since I dare to do this, I'm not afraid."

Saying this, Lin Sa paused her tone.

The next second, she looked up at the window:

"These years, my mother and I have relied on each other, enduring in Haicheng for many years, but that doesn't mean we... don't have other relatives."

Once upon a time, when she mentioned the word "relatives," Lin Sa only felt coldness and unfamiliarity.

But now, thinking of the overseas call she received on the day she gave birth, a warmth spread through her heart.

Tang Guo was a bit confused:

"Other relatives? When your father went bankrupt in business, didn't he take your aunt and your brother and go overseas? Your mother started running a nightclub and bar business because she was betrayed by everyone and was heavily in debt. How could you have other relatives?"

"Yes, I do now."

A smile involuntarily bloomed on Lin Sa's lips.

Not only did she have them, but she believed that in this world, he would surely protect her.

Tang Guo's curiosity was fully piqued:

"Who is it? Hurry up and tell me, I really want to know!"

Tang Guo knew best how Lin Sa and her mother had weathered the storms over the years.

It was precisely because of this that she had remained loyal to Lin Sa all these years.

Compared to Lin Sa, as the only child in Haicheng, with a father in politics and a mother in law, she was incredibly fortunate.

Lin Sa smiled and played coy:

"It's not suitable to tell you yet. You'll know when the time comes."

Tang Guo scratched her head in frustration:

"No, you can't just say half the story, it's too frustrating. What's going on? Could it be that your brother who was taken overseas has become successful now?"

Lin Sa met Tang Guo's curious gaze and whispered a few words in her ear.

After hearing it, Tang Guo was stunned on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.

"Really? Lin Sa, I can hardly believe it..."

The name Lin Sa had just given her was not only resounding in China but also internationally.

That man, who consistently topped major international finance pages, was actually Lin Sa's relative?

This couldn't be a joke, could it?

Lin Sa: "I only found out about this when I received that call on the day I gave birth. Please don't tell anyone for now."

Tang Guo's mouth was wide open, unable to make a sound: "..."

At this moment, besides shock, she felt an inexplicable excitement, a feeling of burning blood.

Over the years, Lin Sa and her mother, Lin Jiaolong, had endured so much criticism to repay the huge debt left by her father.

Lin Sa marrying Fu Yanci was considered marrying up in everyone's eyes, and she had suffered immense grievances over these five years.

But if Lin Sa suddenly had such a god-like relative, wouldn't that mean... her eldest daughter would finally turn things around?

"Sa Sa, so this is the confidence you have now? My god, am I dreaming?"

Lin Sa was amused by her words and pinched her thigh hard:

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, then it's not a dream."

"Ah!!!"

Tang Guo first let out a world-shattering exclamation, then couldn't help but burst into laughter, hugging Lin Sa.

All the worries she had in her heart, including the future of Lin Sa and Li Li, and whether Lin Jiaolong could withstand the offensive from the three major families... were now completely swept away.

"Sa Sa, since you have such a powerful relative backing you, you don't need to fear anything. Go ahead and challenge them."

"One hundred million seems too little. You should ask for at least three small targets. That old woman has tormented you quite a bit these past five years. Now it's your turn to vent your anger!"

The more Tang Guo thought about it, the more excited she became, and she couldn't help but walk sideways in Lin Sa's bedroom.

Lin Sa watched this scene, and could no longer hold back a smile, finally feeling a hint of joy after days of suppression...

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