The Obsessive Tycoon Claims the Deserted Heiress-Chapter 198 - 187: Yu Xinman gets engaged, cuts off relationship_3

The sickly sweet voice on the other end made Yu Zhi’s skin crawl. She suppressed her churning stomach. "I don’t have time." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Yu Xinman saw her pale face and mistook it as a sign of being upset. Her heart brimmed with joy, barely stopping herself from laughing out loud.

"Sister, no matter what unpleasant things happened between us in the past, I still hope to receive your blessings on my engagement day."

Yu Xinman’s polished words almost sounded believable to Yu Zhi. She gave a perfunctory response, unwilling to engage in pointless back-and-forth with her.

Then, turning to the middle-aged man, she said, "Mr. Yu, could we talk upstairs?"

The formality of the title gave Yu Baisong a moment’s pause. But after the initial surprise, there was no anger as there might have been in the past—perhaps he was used to her attitude now.

Or maybe, he simply didn’t care anymore.

The two of them headed upstairs to the study, leaving behind Yuan Li and her daughter, still picking out dresses and oblivious to the looming storm.

"I want to cut ties with you." Yu Zhi didn’t waste any words. She took out a prepared document from her backpack.

Her cold, distant demeanor was exactly the same as the first time they met.

It was as if she had never cared about the Yu Family from the beginning—as if she disdained the identity of the Yu Family’s second daughter and the wealth and status that came with it.

Yu Baisong looked deeply at the girl standing before him, his tone carrying a tinge of unwillingness to accept, "I don’t agree."

"Why not?"

"Because you’re my flesh and blood—why do you think?"

Yu Zhi chuckled softly, responding carelessly, "From what I know, my mother’s belongings included a ten percent stake in the Yu Family Corporation."

At her words, Yu Baisong’s face instantly darkened.

He scrutinized the unfamiliar girl in front of him, suddenly realizing that he didn’t know her at all. "What are you trying to accomplish?"

"Sign this, and I’ll relinquish the shares," Yu Zhi said, sliding the document forward. Her almond-shaped eyes held an enigmatic smile. "It’s good for both of us."

Yu Baisong’s gaze fell on the document. Years of business experience told him this matter wasn’t as straightforward as it seemed.

"What if I don’t sign?"

"That works too," Yu Zhi said lazily, leaning back in her chair. "But imagine—what would the Yu Family’s business partners think if they learned Yu Baisong stole his own daughter’s inheritance?"

"Bang—"

Yu Baisong slammed the table. His eyes were so dark and terrifying it seemed he might devour her the next second. "Are you threatening me?"

"So what if I am?" Yu Zhi wasn’t intimidated by his glare. With a faint, mocking smile, she met his eyes.

She had him exactly where she wanted, with no fear that he would risk his hard-won reputation to gamble with her.

Yu Baisong’s breath came unevenly in his anger. Even his trembling finger pointing at her betrayed his fury. "Ungrateful girl! Is this how you treat your father?!"

"Stop wasting time and sign it." She was eager to get home and have dinner with that man.

"Think carefully about this. Once our ties are severed, I won’t care about your life or death, and don’t even dream of getting anything from the Yu Family!"

"I don’t need it." Yu Zhi’s indifferent expression didn’t waver. She pulled out the bank card he had previously given her and tossed it back. "I haven’t spent a cent."

The familiar card brought Yu Baisong back from his rage. He took a deep breath, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

Bringing Yu Zhi back into the family was, after all, a plan to marry her off to the Chen Family. But plans had changed, and she was no longer needed—for now.

If they severed ties, she, a high school student yet to graduate, would surely struggle to survive outside.

Once she experienced hardship, he could bring her back. By then, the shares would firmly belong to him, and she could still be of use.

"Fine, I’ll sign." Having made up his mind, Yu Baisong didn’t hesitate further. He picked up the pen and signed the agreement.

Wearily, he pinched the bridge of his nose and handed the bank card back to her. "For the sake of our father-daughter bond, keep this—it might come in handy."

Yu Zhi couldn’t help but admire his performance, switching from a stern act to a sympathetic one so seamlessly.

"No need." She picked up the document and gave it a quick once-over. When she looked up again, she caught a fleeting glimmer in Yu Baisong’s eyes.

Yu Zhi pretended not to notice. Her crimson lips curled slightly, the smile not reaching her eyes. "Mr. Yu, good luck."