Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

Ling Jinxing's words were like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through the gloomy atmosphere in the conference room, making Zhang Jing's face turn pale and her body tremble unconsciously.

Zhou Guodong's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his sharp gaze like an eagle shot straight at Zhang Jing, as if to pierce through her soul.

"Zhang Jing, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation!" Zhou Guodong's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a bit of resentment.

Fifteen billion is not a small amount, enough to shock any business giant.

But now, this business has become a sword hanging between the two of them, which may cut off all ties between them at any time.

Zhang Jing opened her mouth, but could only make intermittent whimpers, her eyes full of panic and helplessness.

"Explain? Husband, you...what do you need me to explain? I..." Her words were trembling so much that she could hardly form a single word. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she dared not let them fall.

Ling Jinxing's lips curled into a sneer, his eyes filled with amusement. "Mr. Zhou, your wife doesn't need to explain. She was tangled up with my ex-boyfriend and even tried to get rid of me with two thousand yuan. However, I wasn't so easy to deal with, so I just taught her a lesson. I'm sure Mr. Zhou still remembers that scene vividly, right?"

As she spoke, she crossed her arms and looked at Zhang Jing leisurely, her eyes full of mockery.

Zhou Guodong's pupils suddenly shrank, and the unbearable scene from a month ago instantly flooded into his mind.

Zhang Jing returned home with a bruised face and an indescribable urine odor. He had initially thought it was just a minor accident, but he hadn't expected the truth to be so horrible.

"You bitch!" Zhou Guodong roared, stood up suddenly, and slapped Zhang Jing several times with his hand.

His face was terrifyingly ferocious, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. "I work so hard to make money so that you can live a better life! But what about you? Is this how you repay me?"

"I...I..." Zhang Jing was beaten so hard that she felt dizzy and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

She wanted to say something, but found that she was no longer able to defend herself.

Seeing this, the people around retreated, fearing that the storm would affect them.

They either kept their heads down and remained silent, or whispered to each other, but no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.

Ling Jinxing watched this farce with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

She shook her head gently, stood up, and said to Zhou Guodong, "Mr. Zhou, let's leave the family matters to be handled at home. I'll be leaving first." After that, she turned and left, her steps light and graceful.

Lin Haochu followed closely behind, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

"Mr. Ling, is this what you came here for today?" he couldn't help but ask.

Ling Jinxing turned around and smiled lightly, but that smile held a deeper meaning. "What do you think?"

Her words were light, yet chilling.

Of course it's for this.

Not only does she want Zhang Jing to pay the price, she also wants to let Zhou Guodong know that his so-called "happy family" is nothing but a joke.

Within two days, Han Xiujie, nicknamed "pretty boy" by everyone, was sniffed out by Zhou Guodong like a hound, and was beaten mercilessly in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

Zhou Guodong's fists rained down on Han Xiujie, each one carrying his anger and resentment at the 1.5 billion business going down the drain.

However, even though Han Xiujie was beaten black and blue, Zhou Guodong's anger was still difficult to calm down.

His eyes became more and more sinister, as if he wanted to burn Han Xiujie's soul to ashes.

When the school bell rang, he once again carried Han Xiujie away like a chicken and disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this time, Ling Jinxing was busy looking for new partners in the business world and had no time to care about Han Xiujie's experience.

Her heart is filled with only career, ever-increasing performance and an increasingly broad market.

Two weeks passed in a flash, and when Ling Jinxing stepped out of the company door again, a familiar figure suddenly came into her sight.

Han Xiujie, the man she once looked down upon, now rushed up to her and hugged her legs tightly like a dog wagging its tail for mercy.

"Ling Yu, I really know I was wrong!" He cried, his voice filled with regret and unwillingness, "If you had told me earlier that you were so rich, I wouldn't have fooled around with that woman! Why did you lie to me?"

Ling Jinxing frowned, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

She raised her leg and kicked Han Xiujie, sending him stumbling backward. Then, she waved her hand impatiently and shouted, "Where's the security? Get this lunatic out of here!"

Several strong security guards rushed over after hearing the noise. Without hesitation, they lifted Han Xiujie's arms and legs and threw him out of the company gate as if he were carrying away a soulless body.

Han Xiujie continued to yell, "Ling Yu, you liar! You just don't want me to know you're rich, and you don't want to help me start a business!"

Lin Haochu stood aside and witnessed all this. His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he slowly said, "Boss Ling, your choice is right. People like Han Xiujie are not worth wasting your time and energy on."

Ling Jinxing smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with confidence and determination: "He's just a jumping clown, he's not worthy of me looking at him in the eye."

Now he comes to her and asks why he didn't tell her earlier that he had money?

Han Xiujie, who was ruthlessly abandoned on the roadside by Ling Jinxing, had a look of resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

He stared at the direction where Ling Jinxing left, as if he wanted to imprint her back in his heart.

Suddenly, the bright light of a mobile phone screen caught his attention, and a text message came into view: "You have a good appearance, why not come and follow our boss! As long as you are willing, you can have anything."

Han Xiujie's lips curled up in a sneer, and his eyes flashed with determination.

"Ling Yu, you forced me to do all this!"

He growled through gritted teeth, then dialed the number in the text message without hesitation. A deep and seductive voice came from the other end of the line, agreeing on a meeting place.

Han Xiujie hailed a taxi and headed straight for his destination.

The scenery outside the car window was rapidly receding, but his heart was filled with complex emotions - both expectations for the future and resentment towards Ling Jinxing.

After arriving at his destination, he was escorted into the hotel by several strong men. They walked through the bustling lobby and took the elevator directly to the top floor.

The elevator door slowly opened, revealing a magnificent corridor with a faint scent of perfume and luxury in the air.

Han Xiujie was brought into a spacious and luxurious room with soft lighting and melodious music.

Sitting on the sofa in the center was a blond man in a tailor-made suit, his demeanor elegant and calm.

The moment he saw Han Xiujie, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered some treasure.

"Have you made up your mind? I don't like forcing people." The blond man smiled slightly.