"Young Master, I thank you for your help earlier, and for looking after this little madam these past few days. I’m sure she’s caused you plenty of trouble, and I couldn’t really thank you properly."

Ling Kong waved his hand nonchalantly: "I didn’t help for nothing, I’ll get my reward back in time!"

Twelve years later!

...

This private business jet, a dozen hours later, had reached home.

Seeing homeland’s blue sky and white clouds, returning to a familiar place, Ye Lu felt refreshed and delighted. The overseas trip had been an accomplished one.

Ye Lu first brought Ye Yuan back home. To be with Third Young Master, they needed to straighten out their luggage first and then get everything in order.

Upon returning home, Ye Yuan opened up her computer.

Checking how Yuan Jiayin had been doing these past few days, Ye Lu also leaned in. They had almost forgotten about this nauseating woman due to their recent carefree days.

"She really keeps clinging, struggling despite her imminent demise." Ye Yuan scorned as she saw news about Yuan Jiayin everywhere.

She continuously granted interviews, constantly being exposed on news media, indeed the most prominent figure these days.

Ye Lu frowned, "This woman sure knows how to play her cards. I thought Shang Jingchen abandoning her would cause her to air his dirty laundry in a fit of hysteria. Instead, she constantly praises him in the media and is urging everyone to have faith in Shang Family’s stocks, to support Shang Jingchen wholeheartedly."

With a disgusted expression, Ye Yuan opened a video.

"She’s intentionally going against expectations, trying to use morality to bind Shang Jingchen. The more devoted she appears, the more sacrifices she’s making for Shang Jingchen. Once Shang Jingchen publicly declares their divorce, the public will condemn him, criticizing him for abandoning such a good woman, practically branding him as scum."

Ye Lu felt slightly sorry for Shang Jingchen, being stuck with such a cunning and cruel woman.

"I bet Shang Jingchen is thinking about killing her right now."

"So, for now, Shang Jingchen doesn’t dare declare their divorce."

"I’m going to force his hand then." Ye Lu laughed coldly, picked up the phone, and dialed Shang Jingchen’s number.

...

"Where is the young mistress? Where has she gone?" The moment Shang Jingchen returned home, he asked angrily.

The maids, seldom seeing him so grim and furious, were somewhat flustered and stuttered.

"The young mistress has gone for an interview."

Shang Jingchen’s facial expression worsened, his fists clenched, he went upstairs.

Sitting in his study, his mind was in chaos. Due to Yuan Jiayin’s media frenzy, while Ye Lu cornered him with her shares, he was denounced by the shareholders for not divorcing yet.

He felt like he was on the brink of madness.

Frustrated, he switched on the television. Seeing the image on the screen, his face changed.

After Yuan Jiayin returned to the Shang’s mansion, she could tell that the place was filled with tension. Knowing that Shang Jingchen was back and remembering what she had done over the past few days, she trembled slightly.

But then she thought about how Shang Jingchen had cold-heartedly proposed a divorce, her anger surged.

If he was going to be ruthless, then she wouldn’t be kind either.

She ascended the stairs, her ominous expression now became a pitiful sight, just like she had portrayed on television. She then entered the study.

"Jiayin, what’s the meaning of all these interviews?" Shang Jingchen turned and looked at her angrily, pointing accusingly at all the interviews shown on the television.

Yuan Jiayin bit her lip: "Jingchen, I’m just trying to help you. Right now, the Shang Family is under scrutiny due to Ye Lu threatening to sell her shares. The shareholders have lost their confidence. That’s why I’ve been giving interviews left, right, and centre. I am trying hard to boost your popularity, to restore the shareholders’ confidence in the Shang Family."