Chen Si Heng paused for a moment, hesitated, and said, "Then you..." The concern warmed Yu Yuanshen’s heart, but he smiled indifferently, "No need to worry about me. I don’t really approve of his approach. Zixuan is different from other women; she’s independent. If Feng Chengjin pushes He Qimo too far, Zixuan will choose to stand by He Qimo. So, what he’s doing is mainly to bring past issues with Gu Zixuan to light, hoping this will stir her feelings, betting she’ll consider divorce for the sake of love." This keen analysis made Chen Si Heng nod, "I see." "Alright, I’m off to work then." Yu Yuanshen extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and headed towards the A Group studio. Chen Si Heng raised an eyebrow, "What are you going to work on?" Yu Yuanshen looked back with a light smile, "The losses from playing around with Feng Chengjin need to be recovered, and I have to report back to the shareholders, right?" Thinking of the Nasdaq in the United States, understanding Yu Yuanshen’s intentions, Chen Si Heng chuckled knowingly and shook his head, "You group of masterminds, when you gather, it’s like you’re bent on spoiling the world." Gu Zixuan returned to the Gu Family two days later. Her ankle, almost healed, only had a slight pain, posing no issue for walking. She claimed her knee injury was from an accidental fall, and as for the scars on her face, they were becoming less noticeable with the night application of scar removal cream and daylight concealers. In the four-bedroom, two-living room home, the decor was a blend of elegance and modern simplicity. Gu Zixuan’s mother, Qiu Yuan, came from an intellectual family; she was a genuine talented woman, exuding elegance like an orchid in her every gesture. Her younger brother, Gu Zixi, was in his fourth year of university, preparing for graduate school exams. The high-interest loan six months ago taught him a hard lesson, and he no longer dared to indulge in entrepreneurial passions, maturing into a young, handsome man. Seeing Gu Zixuan, he nodded, "Sis." "Hmm." Gu Zixuan nodded and headed towards her bedroom. Seeing her knee injury, Gu Zixi quickly gave her a hand. Reaching the bedroom, Gu Zixi glanced outside, closed the door, and, still with his head down, slowly approached Gu Zixuan, "Sis, I’m sorry..." Upon hearing this, Gu Zixuan froze for a moment, then quickly, seeing the guilt-ridden young man before her, she softened her gaze and, holding onto him, they sat on the piano stool opposite the piano. Eye to eye, Gu Zixuan calmly said, "There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’ll figure out the money issue. Although over 30 million is a lot, it’s not impossible. Besides, I can write articles, and earning one to two million in royalties a year isn’t too difficult. Also, I have some shares in Junsheng, so there’s no need to worry." Hearing this, Gu Zixi felt even more guilty, clutching his fists with reddening eyes, "Sis, I’m truly sorry. I never imagined that I’d open such a can of worms over Dad’s matters." Originally, Gu Zixi and several wealthy second-generation classmates decided to start a business, each pulling together a few million from home. While the Gu Family wasn’t involved in any embezzlement or corruption, with limited savings, their grandfather was once a well-known senior official in Rong City. Responding to the national call during the city’s development, he was among the first batch of servicemen to transition to civil service, setting up a well-off family background. Moreover, their grandfather on their mother’s side was a renowned painter and calligrapher, and their mother brought a significant dowry when marrying their father. Thus, despite their grandfather and maternal grandfather having passed, their family remained enviably well-off. Not to mention having a brother-in-law who is the wealthiest real estate developer in Rong City. Gu Zixi himself believed it was risk-free. At first, after discussions, he went ahead and took a 20 million loan from a high-interest lender to register a company, planning to repay the loan once the money from everyone else came through over the next month. However, before the company even started, several classmates suddenly claimed their families disagreed, backing out. And then, apparently out of fear of the loan responsibility, they all started turning off their phones. Seeing Gu Zixi’s guilt, Gu Zixuan’s eyes turned red as she rubbed his hair, "It’s alright. Since something happened, it means someone is targeting our Gu Family, and that’s beyond your control. Even if you didn’t open this can of worms, there would have been another way. What you need to do now is to study well, get into graduate school, and leave the rest to me." Gu Zixi pursed his lips, wanting to say he’d like to help, but thinking about the mess he caused, some societal matters seemed out of a student’s understanding, so he could only nod, "Alright. But sis, I still have something to tell you." "I’ve been wanting to say it to Mom and Dad, but nobody believed me. I still feel something’s off. Sis, the loan I took wasn’t at 6% interest." "It wasn’t?" Gu Zixuan was surprised and frowned, "Isn’t high-interest usually about 6%?" "I know, but the lender said it was out of respect for Dad being a vice governor, charging only 6% interest, which is 1.2 million. I thought, with six classmates, dividing that, each family would only need to pay an extra 200 thousand, so I agreed. But in the end, the signed note turned into compound interest. Moreover..." Gu Zixi hesitated, then slowly revealed, "I seemed to recognize a familiar figure in the room during the loan, Dad’s managing secretary." Generally, government secretaries handle written materials, with many positions available. Zixi blurted out, and Gu Zixuan couldn’t immediately recall who Dad managed. Until Zixi raised his gaze, confirmed, "Liang Shiman." In the office, at that moment, He Qimo’s face was as cold as ice. Liang Xi, looking on, was uncomfortable and wanted to say something, but couldn’t find the words, feeling only the full days of turmoil and increasing stock prices he couldn’t bear to look directly at. He Qimo clenched his fists, his eyes burning with furious anger. He hadn’t had time to deal with it, immersing himself in matters concerning Gu Zixuan in recent days, and the endless household problems stirred up by Shen Jian妮, leaving many company affairs neglected. He thought those were mere chances, but when he saw the terrifyingly fluctuating stock yesterday, he tried to comfort himself. Perhaps it was just Yu Yuanshen joined with one of his company’s major shareholders. However, wave after wave of investigators returned data, and until half an hour ago, through internal connections, they traced the major accounts back to a real-name authenticated holder. Seeing the name Feng Chengjin, it felt scathingly ironic. Furthermore, the value under his name was a staggering RMB 2.6 billion. Anger boiled as he took a deep breath, yanked off his tie in irritation. Pacing back and forth, he was like a solitary, cold wolf, pausing as an icy mountain standing tall, chilling the entire office. He Qimo longed to control the chaos in his mind, but he was utterly unable to suppress it; not even a moment of peace could last a second. Until, he thought of the days and nights when Gu Zixuan went missing. With fury blazing in his eyes, flashing red, he grabbed his coat, turned, and left. The violent anger reminded Liang Xi of the president’s previous impulsive acts. Frantically, he hurried to keep up, "President, no! Don’t forget what you promised your wife, no matter the reason, hold on for the last time." "I can’t hold it!" He Qimo said as he strode quickly downstairs. At this moment, the sky was already dark with the moon and stars scattered, it was 9 PM. Liang Xi, frantic, rushed forward to grab him. The source of this content ɪs novel⦿fire.net Yet, no matter how fast, he was still a step too slow. He Qimo got in the car, started the engine, and sped off with a roar. Seeing this, Liang Xi anxiously called Gu Zixuan. The phone kept vibrating over and over. Back at the Gu Family, Gu Zixuan’s phone was left on the balcony, tucked in the cushion of the white wicker chair. Nearby, a gray American shorthair cat was startled by the vibrations, meowing once as it scampered back to its nook on the balcony. On the balcony, the orchids swayed leisurely in the night breeze, soft lamp light reflecting off the nude pink curtains. Gu Zixuan and Zixi remained in the bedroom, chatting away unawares...