The Abused Novel Heroine Became a Clingy Sweetheart [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 20

The situation was instantly and dramatically reversed.

All the shareholders present had, more or less, received the news early on.

Just yesterday, following the sharp decline in You Corp’s stock, some had already felt the urge to withdraw.

It was at that moment the Yan family appeared with substantial capital, acquiring the shares held by these individuals.

The Yan family was an entity far superior to You Corp in stature.

Naturally, these shareholders chose to align themselves with the Yan family.

However, no one had expected that the Yan family’s acquisition of You Corp’s equity was actually to elevate Miss You to the top position.

As business people, they swiftly calculated the gains and losses in their minds, and the scale had decisively tipped toward You Ting.

Mr. You’s face was ashen. He moved his lips but ultimately failed to utter a single word.

The Yan family could have directly acquired You Corp, but they did not.

Instead, they gave You Ting exactly one percent more shares than Mr. You, an act of overt humiliation!

The purpose was to make it clear to Mr. You that You Ting had them as a formidable backer.

No wonder.

Mr. You suddenly understood. No wonder You Ting had maintained such a relaxed and composed demeanor ever since she joined the company.

It turned out she had established a connection with the Yan family long ago, just waiting for this moment to deliver a fatal blow.

He was so furious he felt like spitting blood, pointing a finger at You Ting: “You unfilial daughter, you traitor!”

You Ting’s expression instantly turned cold. She spoke firmly, “Mr. You, this is a company, not your personal domain to throw your weight around. Please mind your language.”

She clapped her hands, glancing at the thoroughly defeated You Aofeng, and chuckled softly: “Please escort the irrelevant person out.”

Receiving the instruction, the security guards immediately entered, ignoring Mr. You’s protests, and forcefully pushed You Aofeng out the door.

“As for that project, I will assign someone else to take over and follow up.”

“Meeting adjourned.”

You Ting stood up, brushed off her skirt, and elegantly walked away.

The shareholders looked at Mr. You with complex expressions. In the end, they merely sighed and followed her out.

In the blink of an eye, the vast conference room became empty, leaving only Mr. You.

He braced his hands on the table, his back hunched, seemingly aged several years in an instant.

At this moment, everyone finally realized—

The tide had definitively turned for the You family.

The news of the senior management shift in the board of directors quickly spread throughout the entire company.

Naturally, this included the fact that the company’s largest shareholder was now You Ting.

After the initial shock, the employees were filled with a mix of joy and worry.

The joy was that with the Yan family’s capital injection, You Corp would likely weather the current crisis.

The worry was that they had previously followed Mr. You’s hints and didn’t think highly of You Ting, treating Miss You as a marginalized, invisible person.

Was it too late to try and curry favor now?

You Ting naturally paid no attention to these trivial matters.

She was contemplating her visit to the Yan family this weekend.

Having accepted the Yan family’s favor, she was obligated to fulfill her promise.

Originally, You Ting had prepared to discuss a commercial partnership with the Yan family.

Yet, in response to her request, the Yan family had only one requirement: they hoped she would visit old Mr. Yan more often.

In other words, the transaction, which had averted a major disaster for Mr. You, was for the siblings Yan Rong and Yan Li, merely a matter of spending some money to make You Ting and the old gentleman happy.

Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk, and she frowned slightly, finding the situation somewhat difficult to navigate.

In the memory of the original Miss You, there was no warm recollection related to kinship.

Therefore, You Ting was not good at dealing with the eager eyes and overly enthusiastic attitude of the Yan family.

Deciding to bring Bai Nianzhao was precisely for this reason. At least, compared to the Yan family, she felt more comfortable having a familiar and trusted person accompany her.

Thinking of Bai Nianzhao, You Ting couldn’t help but pick up the carefully preserved pages of Buddhist scriptures on the edge of the desk.

Her fingertip traced the golden calligraphy. She lowered her gaze, and a low laugh escaped her throat.

Judging by the time, it should be time to pick up the child from class.

In stark contrast to You Ting’s pleasant mood, the You family home was currently shrouded in gloom.

You Aofeng returned home utterly lost, immediately locking his bedroom door and refusing entry to anyone.

Song Zhiqiu was terribly worried, knocking on his door from time to time, but she never received any response.

Her heart was flustered and confused, and she decided to wait for Mr. You to return and ask what had happened.

When Mr. You came back, his face was even gloomier, as if all his spirit had been drained away.

The father and son were both equally dispirited.

Seeing his state, Song Zhiqiu’s unease intensified. She carefully helped Mr. You, asking, “What’s wrong? Did something happen at the company?”

The word “company” struck the fragile nerve of Mr. You.

He suddenly pushed Song Zhiqiu away, and then, as if in a frenzy, wildly smashed everything within reach onto the floor.

Finally, he seemed to lose all his strength and collapsed onto the ground, muttering distractedly, “It’s gone. Everything is gone…”

Since marrying into the You family, Song Zhiqiu had never seen Mr. You so downtrodden and dejected.

She stood stunned, frantically pressing him, “What exactly happened? Tell me! Don’t scare me!”

Her raised voice was like a sharp thorn, jolting Mr. You awake from his dream-like state of suspension.

He abruptly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at Song Zhiqiu.

“It’s all your fault!”

The anger that had been simmering in his heart finally found an outlet to vent.

Mr. You’s expression was distorted: “It’s all your fault! Why don’t you have a good background? Why don’t you have a powerful family to back you up!”

If Song Zhiqiu were like Yan Hua, possessing a powerful backer like the Yan family.

Today, he wouldn’t have been wantonly humiliated by a mere young woman, You Ting, in front of everyone!

This was the first time in their many years of marriage that Mr. You had shown such malice toward Song Zhiqiu.

Her eyes instantly reddened, this time not faked, but truly wronged. She covered her mouth and wept softly.

Under normal circumstances, Mr. You would have tenderly held her and comforted her.

But now, Mr. You refused to admit his own incompetence and could only shift all the blame onto Song Zhiqiu.

Seeing her current state only made him more irritable, and he slammed the door shut and left.

Song Zhiqiu bit her lip, immediately calling in You Aofeng’s assistant to inquire, and only then learned everything that had transpired at the company today.

She, too, was struck as if by lightning, frozen in place for a long time, unable to react.

Song Zhiqiu’s beautiful eyes widened, and she clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her palms.

How, how could this be possible…

She had been subtly and continuously, over the years, instilling in You Ting the idea that the Yan family was cold-hearted.

She even hinted that Yan Hua’s death was due to the heartbreak of breaking ties with the Yan family, which led to fetal distress and massive postpartum hemorrhage.

To prevent the Yan family from reaching out to You Ting, Song Zhiqiu had even hired people to spread various true and false rumors, precisely to make the two sides mutually despise each other.

She had done an excellent job all these years.

But, but how did You Ting still get involved with the Yan family!

Song Zhiqiu’s mind was a mess.

It was meaningless to dwell on You Ting and the Yan family now.

The immediate priority was to figure out how to preserve her son’s status!

Song Zhiqiu collapsed onto the sofa.

She had lived a smooth, wealthy life for many years and hadn’t felt this exhausted in a long time.

Exhausted from the inside out, body and mind.

Compared to Yan Hua, Song Zhiqiu was an insignificant wild flower in a roadside garden.

She and Mr. You were childhood sweethearts, born and raised in an unknown small village, attending school and growing up together.

The small village was truly poor, with only stacked mountains and muddy land as far as the eye could see.

From a young age, Song Zhiqiu had resolved not to be trapped there her whole life.

She was the most beautiful girl within a ten-mile radius. Her life should be far more than this.

Thus, Song Zhiqiu carefully chose Mr. You.

In his youth, Mr. You was handsome and smart, always the top student in school.

Teachers would pat his shoulder and say with great expectation: “Knowledge changes destiny, you will surely walk out of this mountain!”

Change destiny…

Song Zhiqiu knew then that Mr. You was the opportunity she had to seize.

She tried every possible means, every trick, and finally secured a significant place in Mr. You’s heart.

Later, things went as she had anticipated. Mr. You scored excellent marks to enter a good university and stayed in the big city after graduation.

He even met a rich young lady.

Initially, Mr. You had no interest in Yan Hua.

In his youth, he still retained a touch of naivety, his heart solely devoted to his small village sweetheart, ignoring Yan Hua’s advances.

It was Song Zhiqiu who taught him that one must always climb higher.

Mr. You married Yan Hua, but his heart remained with Song Zhiqiu.

That poor woman might have finally realized it. Disheartened, she lost the will to live during the difficult childbirth.

Song Zhiqiu reaped the benefits, her only regret being that You Ting did not die with her mother back then.

She closed her eyes, her fingers gripping the sofa, creating deep creases.

Everything she wanted and deserved in this life was more or less already in her grasp.

Now, all her worries rested on You Aofeng.

After a long while, Song Zhiqiu suddenly opened her eyes, a flash of ruthlessness quickly crossing them.

Her little Feng was born to be a favored son of heaven. How could he possibly suffer injustice!

She was able to defeat Yan Hua back then, and now, she would surely defeat Yan Hua’s daughter!

Even after her dramatic rise to become the company’s major shareholder, You Ting didn’t seem to change much, still clocking in and out of work on time.

However, she did create a list of employees for downsizing and personally hired some new people.

The nervous secretary and assistant proactively asked, “Young CEO You, the new office has been redecorated. When will you be moving in?”

You Ting smiled: “Now.”

She had long said she wouldn’t stay in the old office for long.

The subordinates eagerly volunteered to help, attempting to score points with the new boss.

The new office was clearly more spacious and bright, fully furnished with decor and office equipment, all of which looked to be made of top-quality materials.

You Ting ran her finger over the corner of the desk, lightly “tsk’ing.”

This was the benefit of power.

Regardless of whether she had previously contributed anything to the company, these people would only fawn over her.

Because she was the big boss now.

You Ting found it dull. She sat in the soft office chair and instructed someone to send an email in her name to all the guests who had attended the engagement party.

The email content was very simple, stating only two things.

First, she was now in charge of You Corp.

Second, the engagement between Bai Nianzhao and You Aofeng was null and void.

The emails were transmitted to various corners of the city. Those who had been following the You family’s battle for succession finally witnessed its conclusion—

Miss You had won.

Everyone eagerly waited to see what Miss You would do next.

Would she systematically remove Mr. You’s trusted cronies?

Or would she send You Aofeng abroad, out of sight and out of mind?

But You Ting, who was at the center of the storm, merely had the receptionist order a bouquet of flowers for her.

She left punctually at closing time, driving away in her car.

The receptionist sister boldly gossiped, “Young CEO You, who are the flowers for?”

You Ting was not annoyed.

The beauty’s eyes curved into a pleasing arc, and her smile was enchanting: “They’re for a—”

You Ting said, “—child who just finished class.”

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