Chapter 88: You Can't Afford to Provoke Him

"What is going on? Tell me what happened!" Huang Jingye was about to explode; losing Beijing Industrial meant his company would go straight bankrupt.

"I, I don't know. The other party said it was an order issued by the parent company, the Xia Clan, and they had no choice but to execute it," the assistant said in a panic.

"Go, find out what's going on for me right now! If you can't figure it out within half an hour, get lost," Huang Jingye roared.

Before he had even finished roaring, the finance department called again: "Mr. Huang, it's bad. The Xia Clan has filed a real-name report against us for tax evasion. The tax authorities are raiding our accounts now, and I can't hold them off..."

"What?" Huang Jingye's face turned deathly pale.

"There are also five or six partners who want to cut off business relations with us, and three more are planning to sue us for defective products."

Huang Jingye's complexion shifted from white to purple... His phone hit the floor with a *clatter*, and he slumped into his chair, nearly collapsing. It was over; his company was completely finished.

"Is there anyone else who disagrees? Stand up," Chen Yu scanned the room, looking like a man who held the world in contempt.

No one spoke. Even the few shareholders of Qingwan Group who had backgrounds and influence chose Silence now. After all, Chen Yu had killed the strongest among them the moment he made a move; who would be foolish enough to stick their neck out now?

"Chen Yu, I really underestimated you before," Zhou Lin stared at Chen Yu with a venomous expression. "We can talk about what you want to get."

"I don't want to get anything," Chen Yu smiled. "What kind of bad intentions could I have? I just want your and Li Qingwan's dream of going public to fall through, and for you to go to Prison, that's all."

"Heh, my wife and I have walked the straight and narrow. Do you have the ability to send us to Prison?" Zhou Lin grinned. He didn't believe Chen Yu could topple him, because his public listing followed all the proper procedures.

"Then let's talk about the origins of Qingwan Group," Chen Yu grinned and said. "The predecessor of Qingwan Group was the Chen Group, am I right?"

Zhou Lin's expression changed drastically. He stared fixedly at Chen Yu, attempting to discern something from his face, but unfortunately, he could see nothing.

"Li Qingwan's ex-husband, Chen Yu, was the chairman of the Chen Group. He loved his wife too much, so he transferred all the shares of the Chen Group into Li Qingwan's name."

"Then Li Qingwan conspired with you, ordering someone to hit a person with a car, resulting in three deaths and one injury to frame Chen Yu, causing him to be executed by firing squad over a year ago," Chen Yu said calmly.

A *boom* echoed through the room, and everyone was unsettled, because that sensational drunk-driving fatality case had once caused a massive public outcry. Under the pressure of public opinion, the court had been forced to make the decision of the death penalty, to be carried out immediately.

"You're spouting nonsense," Zhou Lin's expression changed greatly.

"After Chen Yu was executed, Li Qingwan became the helmsman of the Chen Group. You and she each took shares, then transferred the Chen Group's assets, pulling a 'golden cicada shedding its shell' trick. The Chen Group transformed into today's Qingwan Group and initiated the public listing."

"You surnamed Chen, you are talking nonsense! Security, where is security?" Zhou Lin roared hoarsely. "Throw him out!"

"Let's see who dares to move," a group of people walked in. The person in the lead was none other than Zou Dalong, and he blocked all of Zhou Lin's bodyguards.

"As far as I know, the chairman of the Chen Group was reclusive during his lifetime and had no relatives. He regarded you as a close friend and Li Qingwan as the love of his life. For her, he poured out everything he had," Chen Yu's voice trembled slightly.

"When he was executed, he was still worried about his wife, who was six months pregnant. But he could never have imagined that she would conspire with his best brother to kill someone with a car and frame him for it."

"You're lying, you're spouting nonsense! You're also named Chen Yu—what is your relationship with him? What exactly is your relationship?" Zhou Lin roared hysterically and rushed toward Chen Yu, but was intercepted by others.

"Mr. Zhou, it's bad! Our three major investors want to withdraw their capital, the Stock Exchange has rejected our listing application, and furthermore... the company's products have serious defects, assets are suspected of being transferred abnormally, the industrial and commercial department has launched an investigation, and the tax authorities have moved in..." Zhou Lin's assistant suddenly ran over in a rush.

"What?" Zhou Lin staggered back a step. His face was deathly pale, and he muttered, "How could it be like this? Why did it turn out like this?"

He had waited for this day for a long time. Once the company went public, he could become a billionaire. He had prepared everything; why was there such a turn of events?

"Who is Zhou Lin?" Suddenly, several police officers entered the venue.

"I am. What's the matter?" Zhou Lin raised his head with difficulty.

"You are suspected of being the mastermind behind the drunk-driving fatality from a year ago. You are now under arrest for the crimes of causing death by reckless driving and framing others." A police officer took out handcuffs, and *click*, the silver-bright handcuffs were locked onto Zhou Lin's wrists.

"You're lying! The one who hit the person was Chen Yu. The case is already closed, and Chen Yu has already been executed. You have no evidence, you can't arrest me! Frame-up, this is all a frame-up!" Zhou Lin roared in anger.

"Then you must not have imagined that the video of you framing Chen Yu would be accidentally recorded," Ning Ruoxue walked into the banquet hall, and the large screen at the venue suddenly flashed, displaying a surveillance image.

This was the video clip Chen Yu had obtained from the toy of the injured victim's daughter. On the screen, it was clearly visible that Zhou Lin had pulled Chen Yu out of the driver's seat and staged the scene.

"How could there be a video? This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible! It's fake, this is fake..." Zhou Lin shrieked.

Several police officers subdued Zhou Lin and forcibly dragged him away from the scene. At the Qingwan Group's listing banquet, Zhou Lin's dream of being a billionaire was shattered right then and there.

One day later, at a hospital in Fengling, Chen Yu and Ning Ruoxue were talking in the corridor.

"Zhou Lin's criminal facts are established. Today he will be transferred from the detention center to a high-security Prison to await prosecution. The case is definitely going to be overturned," Ning Ruoxue said. "As for her... she has claimed to be ill and bedridden since that night, and she is now being guarded by police in the hospital."

"Mm, I know," Chen Yu said.

"Chen Yu," Ning Ruoxue grabbed Chen Yu's hand. "Are you really going to see her? I'm afraid you'll lose control."

"I won't," Chen Yu smiled, stroked Ning Ruoxue's hair, and said, "Because, I don't love her anymore."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he turned and walked toward the ward ahead. There were two police officers guarding the door; Chen Yu showed his visitation permit, and the police opened the door to let him in.

On the hospital bed, Li Qingwan was wearing a patient gown. One of her hands was handcuffed to the bed frame. She hadn't had a drop of water or food for a long time and now looked quite haggard.

"It's you..." When Li Qingwan saw Chen Yu, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

Her dream of being a wealthy woman had been shattered entirely because of the person before her—this bastard who shared the same name and surname as her ex-husband.

Because of him, Zhou Lin was in jail; because of her, she had made a fool of herself and become a harlot in the eyes of many.

"That's right, it's me," Chen Yu nodded. He smiled and said, "You don't look like you're doing very well."

"Why treat me like this? Who exactly are you?" Li Qingwan shrieked.

"I am Chen Yu." Chen Yu suddenly grabbed her chin, his icy gaze making Li Qingwan feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. "You wouldn't have truly forgotten this name, would you?"