Young Master Su

"System, I choose option one!" Su Ming muttered under his breath, his voice low but resolute.

Then, Su Ming gently patted Lin Yixue's back, his voice soft but firm, "Yixue, today, no one will take you away. From this day forward, no one will ever force you to do anything you don't want to do!"

With that, Su Ming's icy gaze shifted towards Lin Tianhao and his entourage.

"Lin Tianhao, I despise you. How could you stoop so low as to treat your own daughter like this?"

"Su Ming, I've told you before. The affairs of Changhe and the Lin family are none of your concern! Stay out of it!" Lin Tianhao snapped back, his voice sharp with irritation.

"Hmph... None of my concern? Lin Yixue is now my woman. How can you say it's none of my business?" Su Ming's voice was cold, cutting through the tension like a blade.

"Outrageous, Su Ming! When did Yixue ever become yours? Yixue is destined to be part of the Wan family of the capital!" Lin Tiancheng roared, his face red with anger.

"Haha... The Wan family? Wan Hua!" Su Ming laughed, his voice dripping with disdain. "Lin Tianhao, Lin Tiancheng, I've told you before, what is a mere Wan Hua or the Wan family to me?"

"The high and mighty Wan Hua, the untouchable Wan family, are now like ants on a hot pan, struggling to survive!"

"In the past three days, Wan Hua's stock has been in free fall, losing 60 billion in market value. Don't you know that? Or do you think... this is just a coincidence?"

"Nonsense! Wan Hua's market value is over 240 billion. How could it lose 60 billion for no reason?" Lin Tianhao retorted, his voice filled with disbelief.

"See for yourself if you don't believe me!" Su Ming sneered, his eyes narrowing as if he were looking at a fool.

Lin Tianhao, taken aback, pulled out his phone and quickly scrolled past the dozen missed calls. The missed calls were from Wan Jing, but Lin Tianhao didn't dare to answer them. He was afraid that Wan Jing would press him further, and he wouldn't be able to fulfill his promise, which would only make Wan Jing angrier.

What he didn't realize was that by not answering, he was only making Wan Jing more furious, and the Wan family was suffering even greater losses as a result.

Lin Tianhao opened the stock app and quickly found Wan Hua. But as soon as he saw the numbers, his eyes widened in shock.

Wan Hua's market value, once at 240 billion, had now shrunk to 180 billion, though it was still rising. But 60 billion in losses—how long would it take to recover that?

"No! There must be something wrong. Wan Hua must be planning something big, yes, that must be it!" Lin Tianhao thought to himself.

Even if it wasn't as he thought, there must be another reason. After all, a thin camel is still larger than a horse. Even if Wan Hua's market value had shrunk by 60 billion, it was still a giant, not something the Lin family or Changhe could afford to provoke.

"Well?" Su Ming's voice broke the silence.

Lin Tianhao composed himself and snorted, "Hmph... Even if the market value shrinks by 60 billion, Wan Hua is still Wan Hua. Lin Yixue, you must come with me!"

"Stubborn and deluded!" Su Ming's voice was cold, and then the system's prompt sounded.

"Ding! Option completed. Today, Wan Hua's stock will continue to plummet!"

"Lin Tianhao, 60 billion isn't enough to change your mind, huh? You still can't see that Wan Hua is doomed, right? Fine, let it shrink even more!"

As Su Ming spoke, Lin Tianhao almost laughed. It was a stock; how could it just shrink because you said so? But instead of speaking, he instinctively looked at his phone.

And what he saw nearly made his heart leap out of his chest. In that instant, Wan Hua's stock turned entirely green.

Lin Tianhao quickly raised his phone and tapped a few times. A chart appeared, showing a vertical drop, plummeting rapidly. Wan Hua's market value, which was just 180 billion, had now fallen below 180 billion.

"How, how, how is this possible?" Lin Tianhao gaped, trembling all over.

"What's impossible about it? Lin Tianhao, your vision is too short-sighted!" Su Ming mocked him without mercy and continued, "I don't want to see you anymore."

"Yixue, let's go!" Su Ming supported Lin Yixue and walked towards the villa.

Lin Tianhao wanted to shout, but the words stuck in his throat, and in the end, he couldn't utter a single word.

At the same time, several Mercedes-Benz vans were speeding down Jiangzhou's main road, heading towards Yunshang Yuefu. In one of the vans, Wan Jing stared intently at the stock chart on his phone.

Suddenly, the stock chart began to plummet, dropping vertically.

*Clatter!*

Wan Jing's phone slipped from his hand and fell to the floor. Hearing the sound, Wan Tong looked over. Seeing the chart, his suppressed anger instantly flared up.

"Bastard, you son of a bitch!" Wan Tong picked up the phone and slapped Wan Jing across the face.

*Bang!*

Wan Jing, caught off guard, was hit hard and fell back into his seat.

"Ahh!" Wan Jing screamed, his face already bruised and swollen.

But Wan Tong wasn't satisfied and continued to beat him with the phone.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

*Bang, bang, bang!*

"Ahh!"

"Dad, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, please stop, please stop!" Wan Jing pleaded, but Wan Tong didn't listen and continued to beat him mercilessly.

Finally, the others in the van reacted and rushed to restrain Wan Tong. By then, Wan Jing's face was a mess of bruises and swelling, barely recognizable.

"Faster, drive faster!" Wan Tong roared at the driver.

The driver, not daring to disobey, floored the gas pedal, and the van sped forward. Soon, the vans arrived at Yunshang Yuefu, stopping in front of Villa No. 1.

It was just as Su Ming and Lin Yixue were turning to enter the villa. The car doors opened, and Wan Tong jumped out first.

At a glance, Wan Tong saw Su Ming's back, unfamiliar, but he knew it was Su Ming. He had studied his photos countless times in the van.

"Su... Su, Young Master Su! Please wait a moment!" Wan Tong shouted, stammering slightly, unsure of how to address him. Calling him by name was too impolite, so he settled on "Young Master Su."

Su Ming paused and turned to look back. Suddenly, a large group of people rushed to the villa's entrance.

Lin Tianhao and his group turned to look, and what they saw almost gave them a heart attack.

"W-W-Director Wan, why are you here?" Lin Tianhao, who recognized Wan Tong, was shocked.

"Lin Tianhao, get out of the way!" Without a word, a middle-aged man from the Wan family rushed forward and barked.

Lin Tianhao hurriedly stepped aside, nearly wetting himself in fear.

"Young Master Su, Wan Tong is here to apologize!" And then, to Lin Tianhao's greater shock, Wan Tong knelt before Su Ming.