How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

When Lin Xuedong received Liu Sisi's call back, he had just been asked to get into a car by several officers from the Commercial Crime Investigation Department.

Ah-Xiao pleaded with the sheriff and handed him his phone.

The car door closes.

Lin Xuedong answered the phone and slowly shifted his gaze to the window—there, Li Songze was standing in front of the gun club's gate.

The two men gazed at each other from afar. Lin Xuedong could clearly see that the man's fingertips were rubbing his cufflinks, as if he was unconsciously lost in thought.

Perhaps, at this moment, Li Songze is also weighing the pros and cons.

Lin Xuedong's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a cunning glint like a fox's. A subtle smile played at the corners of his lips, exuding confidence that made it difficult to discern his true intentions.

His trust in Li Songze stemmed from the many trials and tribulations they had gone through together over the years. He knew Li Songze's abilities well and was also familiar with the man's character.

When faced with important decisions, he believed that Li Songze would make the right choice.

"Sisi, are you awake?"

Are you still busy?

The two voices overlapped.

Compared to the woman's anxiety, Lin Xuedong's tone was somewhat relaxed, without the dejection caused by public opinion. "Yes, I'm busy. Has Mrs. Lin been staying home obediently?"

"How are you? There are so many negative news reports outside..."

"It'll be fine in a couple of days, trust me." He interrupted her, his eyelids slightly lowered.

There was no further conversation on the other end, only the soft breathing of the two people on the phone, which sounded like wind chimes hanging under the eaves being struck one after another, conveying the overflowing longing for each other in their hearts.

Unable to calm down.

Finally, Liu Sisi couldn't hold back any longer, "But I'm really worried, worried about you."

Lin Xuedong's heart softened, and he smiled slightly, "I'm fine, wait for me to come back."

That night, Liu Sisi waited and waited, but Lin Xuedong still didn't come back.

Aunt Zhen brought the herbal soup without fail, rain or shine. She sighed and murmured, "I don't want to drink it anymore."

“Madam, this is unacceptable.” Aunt Zhen’s eyes froze for a moment, then she looked hesitant, her tone tinged with a hint of complaint. “The master will worry. Look, he hasn’t let us go home for the past two days.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Sisi was taken aback. "He asked for it?"

Aunt Zhen nodded, then lowered her eyes, seemingly troubled.

Liu Sisi frowned. She knew that Aunt Zhen's children had been having problems lately, and she was often distracted at work.

"It's alright, Aunt Fang is here, you should go home." She said considerately.

Aunt Zhen's eye twitched, and she said uneasyly, "Madam, I..."

"Don't bother me. What could I possibly do if I stayed home all day? It's getting late. Let Xiao Zhi take you."

Liu Sisi smiled at her and was about to get up when Aunt Zhen stopped her, saying, "No rush, the medicine is ready. You should drink it while it's hot."

Even though she wasn't in the mood, Liu Sisi still obediently took the medicine in front of Aunt Zhen in order to put the man at ease.

1:

Lin Xuedong is still being investigated at the police station, with Xie Zhanming and A Xiao by his side throughout.

This concerns Jebsen being reported for tax issues.

The acquisition of Jebsen is suspected of involving unfair transactions, including illegal price suppression and tax evasion.

Early the next morning,

Inside the Lin Group's conference room, a group of senior executives and shareholders had gathered.

Lin Xuedong is currently detained by the police, Lin Zhicheng is seriously ill and bedridden, and Xie Xue and Lin Lan are being besieged by the media.

The entire Lin family was immediately plunged into a moment of panic, with no one in charge.

Faced with impending negative public opinion and financial pressure, some people began to feel uneasy.

As soon as the trading market opened, a shocking piece of news about a business merger and acquisition came out.

An investment fund led by Zeng Ziyan announced a high-profile acquisition of Lin's shares. Rumors circulated in the industry that it was a real-life version of a princess's revenge.

Throughout the day, negative news and rumors about the Lin family frequently trended on social media.

Whether in public or private, Lin Xuedong's reputation plummeted overnight.

In addition to being investigated for commercial crimes, it has been rumored that he went so far as to build a 5G smart city to obtain cooperation resources, and then used fraud to harm the Zeng family.

His personal integrity has also shown a stark contrast, directly impacting the Lin family's reputation and stock price.

This has led some shareholders to be pessimistic and have already begun selling their shares privately.

As time went on and the market closed, the Lin Group's stock price continued to fall.

By the time the last transaction was completed, the stock price had fallen by a full 20%.

This means that the group's market value has evaporated by one-fifth.

As night falls, the city lights gradually come on.

The tense and deadlocked atmosphere in the conference room was suddenly broken by a chorus of exclamations, "President Lin!"

Everyone looked towards the door in surprise, only to see Lin Xuedong walk into the conference room without saying a word. His steps were steady and powerful, as if carrying an invisible authority.

Upon reaching the head seat, he stopped, his suit jacket billowing as he leaned forward slightly, hands on his hips, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone present, sending a chill down their spines.

The entire conference room fell silent instantly. Everyone stared at him quietly, and the tense atmosphere was palpable.

Those who remain are all key personnel from within the group.

"What actions has the public relations department taken?" Lin Xuedong suddenly asked, his deep voice filled with a sense of pressure.

The PR manager, whose name was mentioned, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. He subconsciously loosened the tie around his neck, which seemed to be suffocating him, before steeling himself to project the news draft onto the big screen.

He reported to the man at the head of the table, "President Lin, this is the press release we have drafted regarding the Jebsen acquisition. Please review it. According to our internal investigation, what is being said outside is not the whole truth. As long as we publicly clarify the evidence we have, we believe the stock price should stabilize tomorrow."

The dozens of senior executives from various departments present all had solemn expressions and their eyes were fixed on the big screen.

Some lowered their heads and frowned, while others whispered among themselves.

"Gao Jun, have you contacted Jiang Jinhui? Has he gone into hiding?"

"Ahem... Mr. Lin, well, it's like this..."

Gao Jun's voice trembled slightly with nervousness as he wiped away non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead.

“A female worker in the workshop was sexually assaulted by the deputy factory director for six months. His wife came to the factory and made a scene, which brought the incident to light. The female worker’s family also reported the incident to the police and accused our factory of corrupt practices and inadequate supervision. They refused to settle, which aroused public outrage.”

"President Jiang, President Jiang has been handling this incident in G City."

Gao Jun couldn't help but sigh: Is it really true that when it rains, it pours?

He hadn't expected to hear such news so early in the morning; it was like a bolt from the blue, leaving him utterly shocked.

This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury; it truly is a case of the upper beam being crooked, so the lower beam will be crooked as well!

At this moment, Gao Jun really wanted to find a hole to crawl into; he didn't even dare to look Lin Xuedong in the eye.

A collective gasp filled the air.

Lin Xuedong lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and remained calm despite his tired expression.

After a while, he lightly flicked his cigarette ash, turned to look at Ah Xiao, his gaze calm and profound, "How many shares ended up in Zeng Ziyan's hands?"

Ah Xiao immediately picked up the tablet, his fingers flying across the screen as he reported to Lin Xuedong: "Including the retail investors' sell-off, they have now amassed 15% of Lin's shares."

The Lin family is a conservative family business with few shares available on the market, as most of the shares are held tightly by the Lin family.

Unless there are special circumstances, such as the company having a funding gap and needing financing, or someone in the Lin family being willing to voluntarily give up their shares.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for outsiders to get involved.

A hint of something deeper flashed across Lin Xuedong's deep-set eyes. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Jiang Jinhui has decided to give me more screen time now. Everyone, hold your horses for a moment."