CHAPTER 34

The courtroom victory had rippled across the city like a tidal wave, but Mei Xing knew too well that people like Mei Li didn't bow out gracefully. For every move Mei Xing made toward justice, Mei Li would strike back from the shadows—and this time, her revenge would be colder, darker, and far more personal.

The morning after the court hearing, Mei Xing woke up to find a shattered window in her study. A single envelope lay on her desk, held in place by a piece of broken marble. The handwriting was unmistakable—elegant, sharp, calculated.

"You may have won the court, but the war is far from over."

Zhao Chen inspected the envelope. "This wasn't just a threat—it's a warning. She's planning something."

"She's desperate now," Mei Xing replied, staring out the broken window. "And that makes her dangerous."

Later that day, as Jin Hao played in the garden with his little sister, Mei Xing kept a close watch. Her home had become a fortress, guarded by private security and equipped with the latest surveillance, but her heart never rested. Not until Mei Li was fully behind bars.

But Mei Li wasn't hiding. She was scheming.

From her luxury apartment downtown—temporarily untouched by the law due to pending court formalities—Mei Li sat with her last loyal accomplice, a cunning tech specialist named Ru Feng.

"She's gained the public," Mei Li said bitterly. "So we take it all away from her—starting with her reputation."

Ru Feng smirked. "I've already started digging. Her business finances, her personal correspondences, her partnerships—one false narrative, and we can trigger a scandal that breaks her public image."

"Good," Mei Li hissed. "Let the world see her fall from grace. If I can't have my son or that perfect life, I'll make sure she loses everything too."

That night, social media exploded with a new controversy—anonymous posts claiming Mei Xing's rise to power was built on corruption and shady deals. Fabricated voice notes, edited videos, and false witness statements flooded the internet.

Within hours, investors began pulling out. News stations switched their narratives. Her once-adoring public started asking questions.

"Damage control, now!" Kai shouted in the conference room.

"We've traced the digital trail," Zhao Chen added. "It leads back to Mei Li's apartment. She's behind it all—but she's using Ru Feng's skills to cover her tracks."

Mei Xing stared at the screen, her face unreadable.

"She thinks I'll fold under pressure," she said coldly. "But I didn't survive betrayal, heartbreak, and child theft just to be ruined by lies."

She stood tall, her presence commanding. "It's time to end this once and for all. Let her bring her shadows. I'll bring the storm."

And as the city buzzed with confusion and controversy, Mei Xing prepared her next move—not just to clear her name, but to expose every dirty secret Mei Li had buried.

Because if Mei Li wanted war, then war she would get.