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”Goodbye.”

After hanging up, the car returned to silence.

Ouyang Xianyue placed the phone aside casually, her gaze once again fixed on the flowing nightscape outside the window.

Her slender fingertips unconsciously brushed the cold window glass.

In the reflection cast by the light, a self-deprecating curve appeared on her lips.

Indeed, Jin Weixiao wasn’t wrong.

I am indeed a hypocritical woman.

But so what?

...

Imperial City, Xiaoyun Road No. 8.

The lights were gentle, and the air was filled with a faint scent of pine wood fragrance.

Secretary Jin, wearing a loose white silk loungewear, had her brown hair casually clipped at the back of her head with a shark clip, revealing her smooth forehead and slender swan neck.

A pair of exquisite glasses perched on her nose, adding a touch of relaxed scholarly charm to her already beautiful face.

She sat barefoot, cross-legged on the soft sofa, quietly flipping through a German edition of ”The Interpretation of Dreams.”

Shangguan Qiuya stood beside her at a small table, softly reporting:

”...Miss Ouyang arrived at the hotel at 7:15 PM to meet with Miss Su Yu. She left at 9:28 PM. During that time, they had dinner together and drank a bottle of 2011 Margaux Vineyard wine. According to the hotel’s information, the meeting was attended solely by the two of them...”

”Regarding the public sentiment on X, President Mo has already provided feedback, saying that Su Yu’s mental state is problematic and will be addressed soon, Miss Ouyang has already provided comfort.”

Secretary Jin’s fingertip lightly traced the page, seemingly dismissive of this expected information.

The report just concluded.

”Buzz buzz buzz—”

Shangguan Qiuya’s personal phone started vibrating.

She glanced at the caller display, her expression slightly tensed, and quietly said, ”It’s Chairman Zheng from DJRH.”

”Answer it.” Secretary Jin’s gaze remained on the page, her tone indifferent.

Shangguan Qiuya answered the call, her voice lowered: ”Hello? Chairman Zheng.”

”...”

”Yes, convenient. I’m currently at Chairman Jin’s place, you can speak.”

”...”

”What? ... Okay ... I understand.”

After hanging up, Shangguan Qiuya’s face took on a particularly bizarre and solemn expression.

”What’s wrong?” Secretary Jin lifted her head, her gaze behind the glasses calmly fell on Shangguan.

Shangguan Qiuya took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully, and reported quietly: ”According to Chairman Zheng, during Miss Ouyang and Miss Su Yu’s meeting tonight, they had a fierce argument. Miss Su Yu lost control emotionally, wanting to publicly release the movie snippet where President Tang guest-starred, even including the ’proposal scene’, to officially announce their relationship. This was stopped by Miss Ouyang.”

Upon hearing the word ”proposal,” Secretary Jin’s page-flipping fingers briefly paused.

Behind the lenses, a fleeting cold glint appeared in her eyes.

Shangguan Qiuya pursed her lips, her voice becoming cautious: ”However, according to Chairman Zheng, during the dispute, to calm the nearly out-of-control Su Yu and prevent her from taking more extreme actions... Miss Ouyang... personally admitted her private feelings for President Tang.”

”Clap.”

The German edition of ”The Interpretation of Dreams” was closed with force, making a crisp, heavy sound.

The air suddenly turned still.

”Hehe, Ouyang Xianyue.” Secretary Jin murmured the name, slowly standing up.

Shangguan Qiuya immediately held her breath, lowered her head, and dared not make a sound.

Thanks to the special nature of DJRH’s business, Zheng Qiudong maintained good relations with all the core figures within the ”Tang Jin” system.

The only reason he could learn such private details so quickly—

Miss Ouyang was intentionally sending signals outward.

For Chairman Jin, whether this was good or bad, it was hard to determine.

The advantage was that Chairman Jin’s biggest concern, Miss Ouyang, a widow holding significant industrial power, might marry into another family in the future, and her husband and offspring might seize the opportunity to meddle with ”Tang Jin” family office power.

And now, since Ouyang Xianyue’s target was President Tang, the greatest external risk was completely eliminated.

The downside, however, was more fatal.

The nature was entirely different.

This was no longer a lover’s jealous rivalry; it was a battle over the path that could shake the entire power structure.

An intricately orchestrated ”declaration of war.”

The air was eerily quiet, and Shangguan Qiuya could even hear her own heartbeat.

After an unknown time, Secretary Jin slowly turned around.

On that extraordinarily beautiful face, neither anger nor disappointment was visible.

Instead, there was a smile, one that was difficult to decipher.

”Shangguan.”

”Here.”

”Have Qin Yingxue contact Ouyang.”

Jin Meixiao sat back down on the sofa, elegantly crossing her legs.

”Tell her, I intend to make a change with the 7% [Qingning Technology] equity held in my personal name.”

”I plan to transfer all of this equity, without compensation, to a newly established trust fund. The sole beneficiary of this fund is Liu Qingning.”

She lifted her eyes, looking at the heavy night outside, her voice devoid of emotion: ”It’s a small compensation for what we owed her back then.”

”...Yes, understood.”

Shangguan Qiuya’s pupils slightly contracted, instantly understanding Chairman Jin’s intention.

This is no ”compensation” at all; it’s an irrejectable open plot.

It’s well known that Liu Qingning has always been a unique presence.

Back in the day, almost everyone, including Su Yu, more or less emotionally deceived and utilized this first love of President Tang.

Now Miss Ouyang personally admits to her feelings for President Tang.