When I returned to my home country a month later, I happened to meet Lin Jin and Qin Weimian at the airport.

I suddenly had a feeling that they were lingering spirits.

Even in a place as big as Jingnan, chance encounters can still happen.

They seemed to be there to pick someone up, and Lin Jin's gaze fell on the hand that Meng Yu and I were holding.

I looked at Lin Jin, and apart from the air of nobility built on money and power, Meng Yu was no less impressive than him.

In fact, Meng Yu was younger and in better shape than him.

Qin Weimian looked at me as if she had seen an archenemy, with anger flashing in her eyes.

She wanted to rush towards me but was held back by Lin Jin.

"Li Mengjiao, you despicable person, even if you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, what can you do? You're just a daughter, you can't even use a license plate with the number five eight."

"Do you really think you're so noble? Jin has told me, you're just a tool for a political marriage."

Lin Jin's face turned ugly, his girlfriend publicly scolding like a shrew, must have been hard for him to bear.

I chuckled lightly:

"Qin Weimian, everyone has their own agenda in their position, not everyone lacks conscience like Lin Jin, daring to put down their bowl and curse their mother."

"I need a marriage, but I don't need love. Listen to my advice, Lin's mother is a cautionary tale for you."

"You!"

Qin Weimian was left speechless by my words, while Lin Jin remained silent throughout.

I knew Qin Weimian wouldn't believe me, love can be more intoxicating than power.

But when the passion fades, how many can stay true to their original intentions?

She's currently out on bail, having to report to the police station every day.

I ignored them and walked away, but as I passed by Lin Jin, I heard him call out to me.

"Jiaojiao, how have you been lately?"

My body paused, even if we hadn't seen each other for six months, Lin Jin had never asked me how I was doing.

I turned to look at his face and slowly uttered a few words: "None of your business."

After saying that, I grabbed Meng Yu, who was on edge, and turned to leave, hearing Qin Weimian's scream behind me.

Scumbags just love to act despicably.

We had planned to stay longer in Qatar, but my brother said the internal conflict in the Lin family was escalating, so my return at this time would add fuel to the fire.

Lin Jin had reached an agreement with my brother, but not with me.

My people had been keeping track of the Lin family's affairs, and now Lin Jin had his grandfather's favor and support from the collateral branches.

While behind Lin Ziye stood Lin's father.

They had resorted to all sorts of bribery and manipulation, maintaining a strangely balanced situation.

If I added fuel to the fire now, things would escalate further.

I had been holding the position of CEO at Qihang all along. Although Qihang had been doing well in recent years, it still lagged far behind top-tier companies.

But I was willing to stake all of Qihang's assets.

I supported Lin Ziye.

On the day the news broke, our home phone never stopped ringing.

The Li and Lin families were industry giants, and other companies were all trying to figure out if the Li family was going to support Lin Ziye.

My parents had already left, and only the servants answered the phone at home.

I heard that Lin Jin went to see my brother, and in less than half an hour, he came out with an ugly expression.

I could guess what they had talked about. My brother was just playing a game of Tai Chi, saying I was me, and he was him.

There had been people wanting to meddle in the Lin family's internal conflict for a while, but they didn't dare take sides, fearing the consequences of choosing the wrong side.

As the first to make a move, numerous companies instantly joined the fray.

After half a month of chaos, Lin Ziye had already gained momentum surpassing Lin Jin.

It was about time. I leaked the news of Qin Weimian injuring Meng Yu with a wine bottle online.

Meng Yu was currently in the limelight, with a huge and fervent fan base. Coupled with the recent love story between Qin Weimian and Lin Jin making waves online, they were exposed in half an hour.

The internet was filled with curses.

Before the PR team could react, Lin Group's stocks plummeted.

The power of Meng Yu's fans was even stronger than I had imagined.

As I watched the news of Lin Jin and Qin Weimian being swarmed by fans trending online, I suddenly tightened my grip on the handle at my waist.

"Sister, you can't just use me like this, I expect to be compensated."

Meng Yu was like a fox spirit, seductive, with a scar on her forehead that made her look especially alluring.

Those eyes of hers, which I loved the most, were full of affection, but I couldn't tell how much was genuine.

But I didn't care.