0p0 Chapter 212 Forced into a desperate situation
Chapter 212 Forced into a desperate situation
As night fell, the city's neon lights reflected on the glass curtain walls, casting dappled shadows. Lin Chuyue stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly gazing at the bustling metropolis, her fingers gently caressing the rim of her glass, her expression serene and profound.
In the living room, Li Zhanchuan sat casually on the sofa, his long legs crossed, holding a cup of black coffee in one hand and resting the other on the armrest, his slender fingers gently tapping the wooden armrest, making a crisp sound.
He lowered his gaze slightly, looking at her retreating figure, his voice deep and magnetic: "What are you thinking about?"
Lin Chuyue tilted her head slightly, took a sip of warm black tea, and kept her gaze fixed on the view outside the window: "Shen Fang."
Li Zhanchuan's eyes flickered slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "She has already lost, and you're still paying attention to her?"
Lin Chuyue smiled gently, put down her teacup, slowly turned around, leaned against the French window, and said calmly, "Shen Fang will not accept defeat. She has temporarily fled overseas, but she will definitely not give up."
Li Zhanchuan raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone indifferent: "So, you're waiting for her to make a move?"
Lin Chuyue's lips curled slightly, a sharp glint in her eyes: "If she doesn't move, then let Luo Yurou lose completely. The two of them, mother and daughter, share the same fate, whether they rise or fall together."
Li Zhanchuan's gaze darkened slightly. He picked up his coffee and took a slow sip, his tone languid and casual: "Are you very sure she will make a move?"
Lin Chuyue chuckled softly, turned and walked to her desk, pulled out a document from the pile of papers on the desk, her slender, fair fingers flipping through the pages, her eyes calm: "I know Shen Fang's thoughts all too well. She will weigh the pros and cons, but in the end she will definitely choose to make a move."
Looking at her calm and composed demeanor, a deep glint flashed in Li Zhanchuan's eyes.
"And what about you?" he asked slowly. "What do you plan to do after she makes her move?"
Lin Chuyue closed the file, her gaze calm, and the corners of her lips slightly upturned: "Since she's here, then I'll—treat her well."
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Somewhere overseas
As night deepened, the entire city was ablaze with lights, and the towering glass buildings reflected dazzling light and shadow.
Shen Fang sat in a large leather chair, the red wine glass in front of her shimmering with a deep luster. Her slender fingers gently caressed a jade bracelet, her eyes dark and cold.
"Mr. Zhao refused."
Standing before her was a man in a black suit, with a sharp posture and a cold, stern look in his eyes. His voice was deep: "Lin Chuyue's actions are faster than we expected."
Shen Fang's expression remained unchanged, but her gaze darkened slightly, and she slowly stopped stroking the jade bracelet with her fingertips: "Luo Yurou is indeed still a waste."
The man said calmly, "The Lin family's methods in the business world have become increasingly sophisticated."
Shen Fang chuckled, picked up the red wine and swirled it gently. The red liquid swirled in the glass, mirroring the coldness surging in her eyes: "I underestimated her."
She took a small sip of wine, her red lips turning a deep crimson, and slowly rose to walk to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city.
"Have someone prepare the funds; I want to give Luo Yurou one last boost." Her voice carried an undeniable chill.
The man frowned slightly: "Wouldn't it be too risky to make a move now?"
Shen Fang's gaze was deep as she said calmly, "This is not a risk, but the only opportunity."
The man pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Lin Chuyue has already set her sights on you."
Shen Fang's eyes turned slightly cold. She finally turned around, her tone revealing a hint of disdain: "She wants to catch me? She's far from it."
The man's expression remained unchanged as he continued, "She's waiting for you to make your move."
Shen Fang's eyes flickered slightly, then she chuckled softly, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes: "She's waiting for me, then I'll let her know—who the real hunter is."
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Lam Group
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the huge glass windows into the office, casting warm shadows.
Lin Chuyue stood in front of the desk, holding a document in her hand, her eyebrows slightly lowered, her expression calm and focused.
"Shen Fang has begun her operation."
Li Zhanchuan stood beside her, handing her a well-organized document, his gaze slightly lowered.
Lin Chuyue took the document, flipped through it quickly, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips: "She really couldn't hold back."
Li Zhanchuan smiled faintly, leaned casually against the table, and crossed his arms: "She can't afford to lose."
Lin Chuyue gently closed the file, her eyes deep and unfathomable: "Since she's here, then let her—never leave alive."
(To be continued)