Oops, I’m the Scumbag Ex in Her Storyline - Chapter 29

When Xin Yan made a call to her lawyer in the no-talking zone, Bei Lanlan was in the middle of a nerve-wracking interview.

The Ph.D. student recommended by Xu Suyu turned out to be an extremely serious person. Ever since Bei Lanlan entered the room, she hadn’t seen a second expression on her face. The woman wore stark white crystal-framed custom glasses, glanced briefly at the resume Lanlan had submitted earlier, and said nothing else. She merely pointed to a nearby computer.

“Ten minutes. If you can’t finish, you can leave.”

Bei Lanlan: “…”

She froze for a second, then quickly realized what the woman meant. Without hesitation, she rushed over and began solving the problems as fast as she could.

This graduate student’s surname was Liu. She was, at most, twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. According to Xu Suyu, she hadn’t skipped any grades or received any academic privileges. Like everyone else, she climbed the ladder year by year.

But unlike everyone else, she had her own independent lab. Even as a student, her status in the university surpassed that of many faculty members. She could freely choose any research project she wanted. The school not only gave her complete autonomy but also provided generous support.

Someone like that naturally exuded pressure. Add her cold personality into the mix, and Bei Lanlan felt as if she’d walked straight into the university president’s office.

She was called in for an interview but wasn’t told in advance there would be a test. Then she was told to do the test—without even being given a chair. So she stood awkwardly for ten minutes until the graduate student spoke again:

“Time’s up.”

The voice came from behind her—cool and indifferent. Bei Lanlan still had one question left unanswered, but there was no time. As the woman walked over, Lanlan turned abruptly and blurted out, “Binary fission!”

The Ph.D. student raised an eyebrow under her white lab coat.

Bei Lanlan added quickly, “The last question—I knew the answer. It was binary fission.”

She knew it, but she hadn’t entered it into the computer. Now she wasn’t sure if it would count. She was nervous. On the other hand, the graduate student seemed a bit conflicted too.

She’d interviewed quite a few candidates, and Bei Lanlan was the first to even reach the last question. The previous ones couldn’t even get through two-thirds.

In her opinion, Bei Lanlan was mediocre—just like the rest. But there are levels to mediocrity, and Lanlan barely made the cut at the higher end.

With a dismissive hum through her nose, she said, “Fine. You passed the first round.”

Bei Lanlan: “…”

That was just the first round?!

She felt like walking out right then and there. But quitting wasn’t her style. Besides, she was curious to see what else this lab had in store.

There was one thing she needed to clarify, though.

“Senior Liu…”

“Call me ‘Professor.’”

Lanlan was startled. “What?”

“Call me Professor.”

“…Okay, Professor Liu. This is the Computer Networks Lab, right? Then why were all those questions about physics and biology?”

Professor Liu didn’t answer. Instead, she looked up briefly and asked in a detached tone, “Do you have a problem with that?”

Bei Lanlan: “…”

Nope. Not at all.

It only took fifteen minutes in this lab for her to start missing Xin Yan. Back when she was by Xin Yan’s side—though she wouldn’t call herself unstoppable—at the very least, she could walk tall in both the company and school.

Now that she was out in the world on her own, she had to accept the fact that she was just a tiny shrimp in a vast sea.

It was at that moment that Bei Lanlan suddenly realized how peaceful her life had been—all thanks to Xin Yan shielding her under a giant umbrella.

She didn’t want to rely on that protection forever. But knowing there was someone who would always be there for her—well, that was a pretty good feeling.

While she was missing Xin Yan on one end, on the other, Xin Yan’s lawyer had already rushed over after receiving the CEO’s call.

This was Xin Yan’s personal lawyer—not from the company’s legal department. He had his own firm and had been representing her since she turned eighteen. In the past ten years, she’d only called him four times, and each time had been due to something big enough to send the company’s stock price into a free fall.

As someone who’d secretly bought quite a few shares, the lawyer was understandably nervous.

“President Xin.”

Xin Yan looked up and smiled. “Lawyer Wang. Long time no see.”

Wang silently calculated the amount of money he’d invested in her company, then clutched the emergency heart pills in his pocket. “What can I help you with today?”

Xin Yan: “I need you to draft a divorce agreement for me—primarily a property division agreement.”

The lawyer’s hand slipped in shock, and his heart pills nearly fell out of his pocket.

“You’re getting divorced?” The lawyer asked.

The word “divorce” brought a faint melancholy to Xin Yan’s face. “Yes. Soon.”

When they got married, Lawyer Wang had expected this day to come. The fact that they lasted four years had already exceeded his expectations. What confused him, however, was this:

“According to your prenuptial agreement, Ms. Bei Lanlan isn’t entitled to any of your assets after a divorce.”

So what was there to divide?

Xin Yan sheepishly touched her face. “I know. The prenup only prevents her from asking for anything. It doesn’t stop me from giving. I want to give her half of my personal assets.”

Wang shot to his feet. “Half?!”

Xin Yan gave him a blank look. What was it with people today? Everyone was so emotional.

“Yes. Half.” Xin Yan said confidently.

He had just started to relax, thinking today wasn’t going to bring any catastrophes. A divorce might cause a 2% dip in the stock, but giving away half the company—especially to someone who didn’t even finish

college and was basically a knockoff version of Jing Chu—might destroy the business entirely.

Wang sat down slowly. “Have you informed the board?”

Xin Yan blinked. “Why would I do that?”

“…Because a major change in shareholding requires a board meeting. You forgot?”

And this wasn’t just a change in shareholding—this was practically handing over the entire company.

Xin Yan paused for a beat. “Oh right. My assets include shares, don’t they? I forgot.”

“…”

Luckily, she waved her hand a moment later. “The shares aren’t included.”

She wasn’t stupid. Giving away her shares would completely redefine her in the public eye. No matter how much she trusted Bei Lanlan, that was a step too far. Lanlan had no emotional ties to the company. Who knew what she might do?

Not just in her own company—she also held shares in other corporations and conglomerates. Those were her bargaining chips—her leverage. She needed to keep a tight grip on them.

Wang let out a long breath of relief. Thank goodness she hadn’t gone completely mad. With that out of the way, dividing the remaining assets—though still an enormous sum—was at least within the realm of sanity.

With that kind of money, if Bei Lanlan wanted to, she could build a skyscraper from scratch—and hire someone for every single room.

In all his years as a lawyer, Wang had never seen a client so eager to give money away. He asked Xin Yan for the details, and she answered every question thoroughly. They spoke for nearly an hour before she checked the time and suddenly stood up.

“Lanlan’s probably done. I need to pick her up from school. Email me the rest, okay? When can I expect a draft?”

“About a week,” Wang replied.

Sorting out this amount of wealth was an enormous task. Xin Yan didn’t press him. She nodded, grabbed her bag, and hurried off.

Watching her walk away in such a rush, Wang was completely baffled.

They were about to get divorced… and she was still running to pick her up?

He truly didn’t understand the world of the rich.