The private room was dead silent.
Qin Huai stood to the side, mouth agape, clearly stunned by these details he had never heard before.
Fu Yanci's entire face was as gloomy as a storm brewing on the horizon, utterly dark:
“Gu Wangwo, what do you mean?”
Gu Wangwo coldly eyed him, his gaze deep and chilling:
“If you can’t give Lin Sa happiness, then let her go. There are plenty of men in this world who want to cherish her.”
Qin Huai: “……”
Fu Yanci: “……”
Before Fu Yanci could say anything more, Gu Wangwo withdrew his deep gaze and, with immense anger, turned to leave.
The door to the private room slammed shut forcefully.
Qin Huai subconsciously looked at Fu Yanci, his heart nearly collapsing, yet he could only desperately try to control his emotions.
If he had known this would happen, he would never have arranged this gathering tonight, even if it meant his death.
Now, one person had stormed out after defending Lin Sa, and the other was clenching his fists, his anger clearly reaching its limit.
Qin Huai wished he had a time tunnel to escape this situation immediately.
But Fu Yanci's gloomy gaze swept over him, forcing him to brace himself and step forward to comfort him:
“Yanci, don’t take it to heart with Wangwo. He’s had too much to drink tonight and talks a lot. What business is it of his regarding you and your wife’s matters?”
Qin Huai’s intention was to change the subject.
However, upon hearing this, Fu Yanci's expression darkened further:
“If he’s so agitated, does that mean he’s interested in my wife…?”
Qin Huai, startled, frantically waved his hands: “No, that’s not what I meant, I…”
Fu Yanci, however, seemed to realize something instantly, his expression thoughtful.
Qin Huai wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead, too shocked to say another word, and silently refilled Fu Yanci’s cup.
Fu Yanci, drunk, came to Wanshi Shengjing late that night and pounded on the door.
Li Li cried in fright, and Lin Sa was startled awake. Seeing Fu Yanci through the peephole, she became even more furious and simply notified security to remove him.
Not wanting to be disturbed, she made a call to her "relative."
Half an hour later, a luxurious nanny van drove directly to the basement below Lin Sa's apartment, picking up Lin Sa, Li Li, and Zhang Sao, and taking them to Haicheng's most luxurious and scenic villa area, Qianshan Bieyuan.
“Miss, Sir said this villa is a gift for the little princess. Please reside here with the little princess with peace of mind. If you have any requests, please find me at any time.”
The person who brought Lin Sa to the villa area was a very young and handsome private butler named Xing Lan.
Lin Sa nodded with satisfaction: “Okay, thank you, Xing Lan.”
Qianshan Bieyuan was Haicheng's premier ultra-high-end villa development, a place coveted by the entire wealthy circle in China.
And the villa "relative" gifted to Lin Sa was the king of all buildings within the development.
After moving in, Lin Sa realized that the luxury of Taoyuan was nothing compared to this place.
Standing on the villa's terrace, one could overlook the entire city of Haicheng, with an unparalleled, breathtaking view.
“Miss, I have temporarily assigned four maids for you. Two are specifically responsible for your and the little princess’s daily needs, and two are for cleaning. Additionally, if you have any other requests beyond daily necessities, you can also find me at any time.”
Lin Sa remembered the divorce agreement and resignation report already prepared in her bag and handed them over:
“Then please help me package these two agreements and deliver them to the President’s office at Fu Corporation.”
Xing Lan took them, not even glancing at them:
“Alright, I’ll get it done right away.”
Lin Sa then remembered the two voice recordings and subconsciously checked the time… five minutes had passed since she gave Qin Lan her final ultimatum.
“Xing Lan, please send out these two voice recordings, and find the best ghostwriter to write a "little essay" about their relationship. I want to expose Fu Yanci and Su Yurou’s affair to the entire city of Haicheng!”
Lin Sa handed the voice recordings and the materials she had prepared to Xing Lan.
She didn't care about a mere hundred million; it meant nothing to her.
What she wanted now was to completely tear off the masks of Su Yurou and Fu Yanci, and shatter their privileged lives.
……
Xing Lan quickly carried out all the instructions.
Soon, the divorce agreement and resignation report, personally signed by Lin Sa, were delivered to Fu Yanci's office by Chen Ming.
Fu Yanci first saw the word "resignation" and picked it up to read, pursing his lips dismissively:
“She’s come up with a new trick, threatening me with resignation, hehe.”
Next, he saw the "divorce agreement" below, and his expression instantly became solemn and serious.
After reading all the words on the agreement, Fu Yanci's entire face turned as dark as the bottom of a well.
He slammed his hand on the desk, stood up abruptly, and without a word, dialed Lin Sa's number.
“Where are you?”
As soon as the call connected, Fu Yanci’s suppressed and gloomy tone came through.
His anger, held back repeatedly, was now on the verge of being uncontrollable.
“Where I am is not important, did you receive the agreement?”
Lin Sa’s nonchalant tone replied.
Fu Yanci’s voice immediately became even more biting:
“Lin Sa, at such a critical time, are you joking? The Qitian Building project is about to commence, and you designed all the details yourself. You’re actually resigning now?”
“Also, we can argue, but don’t joke about divorce. Lin Sa, I really dislike your attitude towards marriage!”
Lin Sa was currently lying on a lounge chair on the terrace with an excellent view, eating milk-soaked strawberries just washed and served by a maid. Her eyes narrowed:
“Didn’t you already appoint Su Yurou as the chief designer? I assume her abilities are superior to mine, so my resignation won’t have an impact.”
“As for divorce, I told you long ago, I am not joking with you. Fu Yanci, I am determined to divorce. Please sign the agreement soon. The deadline is one week.”
Fu Yanci’s forehead veins bulged with anger:
“That chief designer position is just an honorary title; Yurou is not involved in the actual operations.”
“Sa Sa, even jealousy has its limits. Must you insist on pushing this to a point of mutual destruction?”
Fu Yanci’s gloomy voice carried an uncontainable rage.
Lin Sa sneered:
“You’re right. This time, I will not compromise, nor will I tolerate it. It’s either mutual destruction, or the net breaks.”
Fu Yanci was completely enraged:
“Lin Sa, a head-on confrontation will not end well. I advise you… to calm down and stop while you’re ahead.”
The corners of Lin Sa’s lips curved into a wider smile:
“Fu Yanci, these words might have had some effect if you had said them when I still loved you. But now, I’m sorry, I am no longer the Lin Sa who followed your every command.”
The conversation on the phone was filled with gunpowder, the two exchanging barbs.
Fu Yanci’s temples throbbed. Realizing Lin Sa was serious this time, he wanted to persuade her further, but before he could speak, the call ended with a "beep beep" sound.
Lin Sa had hung up directly.
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