She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Chapter 225 Taking Back What Belongs to Me

Her voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with anger.

"For the sake of profit, you actually watched your own grandson be framed. Do you have no humanity left?"

Grandpa Fu lowered his head and remained silent. His hands hung limply at his sides, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen, making him look as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

The crystal chandelier cast a cool light, illuminating Old Master Fu's tired and slightly hunched figure.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with helplessness and regret. Finally, as if using all his strength, he squeezed out a sentence from his dry throat.

“At that time, the Lin and Fu families had a business relationship, and Zhou Lan gave a lot of benefits. Moreover, Xiu Heng did not have any accidents after taking the medicine, so I wanted to gloss over it.”

In her view, as long as the Fu Group can be inherited well, it doesn't matter what problems the heir himself has.

Each word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking the silent space and also hitting Lin Qingran's heart.

Lin Qingran was taken aback at first, then laughed in exasperation.

"No wonder some people said you knew the truth, so that's how it is!"

Her eyes flashed with anger as she stared intently at Old Master Fu, as if trying to see right through him.

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his body trembled slightly with excitement.

After a moment, Lin Qingran took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She knew perfectly well that there was no point in arguing with Old Master Fu about the past; the most urgent task now was to resolve the current crisis.

She suppressed her anger and tried to keep her voice steady as she asked.

"You think ignoring the threats will make things go according to your plan? If they're after the heir, you can't protect Fu Xingze at all!"

Old Master Fu's face turned pale and then red. Although he knew in his heart that he was wrong, his proud pride prevented him from admitting it on the surface.

He pursed his lips, a stubborn glint in his eyes, and raised his voice again, arguing with Lin Qingran.

"What do you know, you're just a kid! I'm doing all this for the long-term development of the Fu Group, so don't try to tell me what to do!"

Seeing Old Master Fu's stubborn refusal to admit his mistake, Lin Qingran's anger was reignited.

She finally saw through Old Master Fu.

Lin Qingran finally understood why Old Master Fu had forced them to remarry last time.

The reason why Old Master Fu insisted on her remarrying Fu Xiuheng was simply to consolidate the interests of the Fu Group and to give Fu Xingze a powerful backer.

As long as it paves the way for his chosen successor, even if Lin Qingran and Fu Xiuheng are not happy together and only hurt each other, Old Master Fu is willing to do so.

It turns out that in Old Master Fu's eyes, they were all just pawns that could be manipulated at will.

"Enough!" Lin Qingran could no longer tolerate Old Master Fu's stubbornness.

She turned around abruptly, pushed the door open forcefully with both hands, and slammed it shut with a loud bang before leaving without looking back.

Seeing this, Susukino, who had been silently observing everything from the sidelines, hurriedly chased after them.

His face was full of worry as he ran and shouted, "Jiuge, don't be angry with him."

Lin Qingran stopped in her tracks. She tilted her head back slightly, looked at the ceiling, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm her excited emotions.

After a long while, she slowly lowered her head, her eyes filled with helplessness and disappointment, and said softly.

"I really can't comment on Old Master Fu, and I don't want to work with him anymore. I just hope he doesn't cause any more trouble, otherwise Xingze and Fu Xiuheng will really be finished."

Susukino stood quietly to the side, witnessing the heated argument, and silently nodded in his heart.

Lin Qingran's idea was correct.

“Things have already developed to this point where there’s no way to salvage them. Simply running away and arguing is clearly not the solution. Perhaps actively contacting the person who made the threatening phone call would be a way to resolve the issue,” Bo Ye said.

After all, communication with Old Master Fu is no longer possible. Perhaps a glimmer of hope can be found on the other side, but the risks and difficulties involved are considerable.

But Lin Qingran didn't hesitate; it was her only option. Since she didn't have that person's contact information, she could only return to the hotel, believing that person would definitely contact her.

The hotel room was dimly lit. Lin Qingran sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her brows furrowed, her fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the sheets as she pondered a solution.

Time ticked by, each second feeling like torture, but she remained calm, her eyes glued to her phone screen as if it were her last glimmer of hope.

Sure enough, not long after, the silence in the room was abruptly broken by the ringing of a cell phone.

Lin Qingran quickly picked up her phone, her eyes instantly sharp as an eagle's. This time, without waiting for the other party to speak, she took a deep breath, straightened her back, and directly broke through the barrier, asking loudly.

"Are you a child of the Fu family who has been separated from their family?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, as if Lin Qingran had caught them off guard with her bluntness.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of laughter came through the receiver, echoing in the room with a hint of mockery and smugness.

"Jiang Jiuge, you are indeed very smart, and you have lived up to my expectations."

The other person's voice was low and hoarse, yet it couldn't hide the complex emotions within.

Lin Qingran's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile, but there was no smile in her eyes, only full of vigilance.

She gripped her phone tightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging slightly, and said.

"Enough with all that. Now that our identities are clear, let's not beat around the bush. All I want to know is, what exactly do you want?"

The other person was silent for a moment, seemingly considering Lin Qingran's words. Then, he slowly spoke.

"Lin Qingran, I want to know, what information did you get from Grandpa Fu?"

Lin Qingran snorted coldly, stood up, and paced back and forth in the room.

Anger flashed in her eyes, and she felt disdain for the other person's behavior.

"Why should I tell you?" she said bluntly.

"Besides, now that I know your identity, I think there's no need for us to talk about those other trivial things anymore. Let's get straight to the point. All you want is a place in the Fu Group, while I want to protect my child."

Silence fell again on the other end of the phone. Lin Qingran could hear the other person's soft breathing, and she knew that the other person was weighing the pros and cons.

After a while, the other party spoke.

"Good, Lin Qingran, you have great courage. I admire people like you, perhaps we can cooperate."

Lin Qingran stopped, a hint of doubt in her eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked.

"Cooperation? How do you want to cooperate?"

The other party chuckled and said, "The Fu Group should rightfully have a share of mine. I need you to help me get what I deserve, and I believe you can protect your child afterwards. How about we join forces to bring Old Master Fu down?"

Lin Qingran was shocked; she hadn't expected the other person to say something so bluntly.

A flicker of hesitation crossed her eyes, but refusing at this moment would not be a wise choice.

She clenched her fists and said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, I promise you. But you must promise not to hurt innocent people."

"Haha, of course, I only want what belongs to me." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.