Chapter 4
The First Counterattack
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To steal a project from Yan Group, I failed three times.
On the fourth attempt, I finally met Duan Yan, president of Horizon Group.
I made the proposal myself.
For it, I stayed awake two nights.
Heaven rewards effort.
I won the contract.
After I stole two partnerships from Yan Group, Yan Qianyu called and asked to meet.
I knew exactly what he planned.
He would prepare recording equipment, lure me into saying something damaging, and ruin my place at Keystone.
Maybe even the whole industry.
So I changed into a server uniform and added something to his drink.
He waited upstairs.
I entertained myself downstairs.
Soon, I received photos of Yan Qianyu lying naked in a hotel room.
I smiled and forwarded them to Li Yi.
Full-time wives lack security.
Especially women who climb into position through beds.
Within three minutes, Li Yi called.
I hung up and blocked her.
Soon, unfamiliar numbers began sending insults and threats.
Imagining her rage improved my mood greatly.
The next day, Li Yi came to Keystone.
She slapped me in public.
I was studying a proposal and was caught off guard.
Before I could react, she grabbed my clothes and hair.
We fought.
No one stopped us.
Some secretly recorded.
My ability and results had made colleagues jealous.
They would not help.
That suited me.
I used all my strength to release years of anger.
I scratched Li Yi’s face.
She tore out my hair.
I kicked her stomach.
She fell.
Her expression turned from pain to terror.
Blood stained her dress.
The ambulance took her away.
The police took me.
Chen Jia came to bail me out.
I had given police no contact number.
He must have heard and come himself.
As he hurriedly stuffed the bail receipt into his pocket, I said,
“Mind your own business.”
“Eat at home or outside?” he asked.
“At my place. You cook.”
I could not cook.
My kitchen was decoration.
We bought groceries downstairs.
Chen Jia also bought medicine from the pharmacy.
“Do you need help with the wound on your neck?”
I touched my neck and finally felt pain.
“No.”
Chen Jia cooked.
I sat on the sofa reading news.
Li Yi’s three-month pregnancy was gone.
She posted online, accusing me of entangling with her husband, trying to use the lost child to gain sympathy and harm me.
Unfortunately, neither of us was ordinary.
Netizens dug up the events from three years ago.
Many condemned her for being too cruel.
Yes.
She was pitiful.
She had suffered in my place for years.
But was I not also a victim?
The meal was ready.
Chen Jia cleaned the kitchen, took out the trash, and prepared to leave.
I stopped him.
“Chen Jia, eat before you go.”
“No. My sister is waiting.”
He left.
I watched the door close.
For the first time, I felt the room become too quiet.
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