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Meanwhile, Xiaoxiao sat in front of her computer, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she transferred encrypted files to the police's anonymous email. These were documents she had copied from Ye Cheng's computer and office over the past few days, each one capable of destroying the business empire of the the Ye Cheng Family.
After finishing this task, Xiaoxiao let out a long breath, leaning back wearily in her chair, but her eyes burned with the fire of revenge.
"Ye Cheng, you will soon pay for what you've done!" she murmured, her tone icy, as if pronouncing an irreversible judgment.
A few days later, news broke like thunder in the business world that Yecheng Group was implicated in financial fraud and bribery of officials. In an instant, Yecheng Group's stock plummeted, and partners began terminating contracts; the once-glorious business empire was on the brink of collapse.
Surrounded by overwhelming negative news, Ye Cheng was in a state of panic but could not uncover who was orchestrating it all from behind the scenes. He called a meeting with the company's executives; everyone looked grave, yet no one could offer an effective solution.
"President, what should we do now? The police have already intervened. If we can't find evidence to prove our innocence quickly..." The Marketing Director's words were cut off by Ye Cheng's piercing gaze.
Sitting in his high-backed chair with his hands crossed and a sinister look in his eyes, Ye Cheng resembled a cornered beast. He knew this was no coincidence; someone was targeting him and the the Ye Cheng Family.
"Find out who is behind this! Spare no effort to uncover the truth!" Ye Cheng said through gritted teeth, his voice cold and devoid of emotion.
At that moment, Xiaoxiao stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the stormy city outside, a cold smile curling at her lips.
"Ye Cheng, this game has only just begun..." she whispered, her eyes glinting with the thrill of revenge.
Xiaoxiao turned away from the window and picked up her phone to dial an encrypted number. "Lin Feng, proceed according to plan." Her voice was calm and decisive, a stark contrast to the fragile girl she had been years ago.
On the other side, Ye Cheng's private detective team had already begun their investigation.
"Young Master Ye, we found that Miss Ailin previously used another identity, called... Xiaoxiao." The detective respectfully handed over a document, his tone carrying a hint of hesitation.
Ye Cheng abruptly looked up, his pupils narrowing in shock. "What did you say?" He snatched the document and quickly flipped through it.
A familiar face appeared before him. It was a pure and charming visage, marked by a touch of innocence and naivety—exactly the girl he had been longing for, Xiaoxiao.
"This can't be..." Ye Cheng murmured to himself as the document slipped from his hands and fell to the floor.
He staggered back a few steps, as if struck by a lightning bolt that illuminated the deliberately forgotten fragments of his memories.
The sound of a child's cries, Xiaoxiao's desperate gaze, and that car accident...
"It's her, it really is her..." Ye Cheng painfully shut his eyes, an indescribable sense of regret and sorrow surging within him.
Meanwhile, Xiaoxiao sat in a café, elegantly savoring her coffee, yet her gaze remained fixed on a building across the street—the headquarters of Yecheng Group.
"Ye Cheng, you have lost everything; now it's your turn..." She set down her coffee cup, a cold smile curling at the corners of her mouth, her eyes glinting with the flames of revenge.
Ye Cheng burst out of his office, ignoring his secretary's attempts to stop him, driving hastily toward Xiaoxiao's residence.
The dilapidated apartment building and dimly lit hallway were stark contrasts to the glamorous girl he remembered.
He pounded on the door with all his might, but no one answered.
“Xiaoxiao! Are you in there? I know it’s you! Come out and see me!” Ye Cheng's voice was hoarse and desperate, tinged with a hint of pleading.
All he received in response was an endless silence.
Ye Cheng leaned against the door, feeling defeated, his gaze hollow, filled with regret and self-blame.
“I was wrong, Xiaoxiao. I’m sorry… Please come back. I will make it up to you; I will give you everything…”
But it was all too late.
Xiaoxiao was no longer the girl he could easily deceive; she had set out on a path of revenge, fueled by a heart full of hatred.
This feud among the wealthy was destined to end in blood and tears.
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