Chapter 428: Betrayal and Bankruptcy
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Rong Tianshi signed his name with a heavy heart, unable to keep the tears from br.i.m.m.i.n.g in his eyes. w.a.n.g Qing signaled to the a.s.sistant, who promptly collected the paperwork. The a.s.sistant beamed, fawning over Rong Tianshi, “Mr. Rong, I’ll take these doc.u.ments to get stamped right away. You’ve saved the company with this decision, you’re truly wise.”
Rong Tianshi was in no mood to talk. Weary, he waved his hand dismissively, indicating that the a.s.sistant should leave. The a.s.sistant nodded at w.a.n.g Qing and exited the room.
Once the a.s.sistant was gone, Rong Tianshi rose to his feet, his gaze tenderly resting on w.a.n.g Qing’s profile, and said, “If our family survives this crisis, you’ll be the real hero. I’m fortunate to have you by my side; otherwise, I don’t know how I could’ve carried on alone.”
w.a.n.g Qing responded, “I’m your wife, after all. How could I abandon you as Rong Qi did? If only she had been willing to lend us the money, you wouldn’t have had to give up any shares. But she not only refused, she even attacked me and Feiyu.”
At the mention of Rong Qi, Rong Tianshi thought about the millions she had squandered on a pointless auction. His emotions flared. He snorted, “Forget about her! From now on, there’s no Rong Qi in this family. Feiyu is my only daughter!”
w.a.n.g Qing chuckled softly, a flicker of disdain crossing her eyes before she masked it with a warm expression. Turning back to Rong Tianshi, her eyes filled with emotion, she ventured, “It’s been so long since we spent time together. The weather is nice today, maybe we could—”
Before w.a.n.g Qing could finish, Rong Tianshi found himself looking at her battered face, a visceral revulsion swelling within him. Visibly disgusted, he averted his gaze, his warmth evaporating, and said, “I’m tired. Let’s talk about this another time. I need some rest.”
With that, Rong Tianshi turned and ascended the staircase. w.a.n.g Qing watched him go, a sardonic smile flashing across her face as she grabbed her purse from the couch.
‘It wasn’t that I hadn’t given Rong Tianshi a chance; he had refused it himself. He had no one to blame but himself for me being ruthless now.’ w.a.n.g Qing thought.
Meanwhile, Rong Qi and Ye Nanshen had caught wind of Rong Tianshi’s stock transfer agreement.
“Idiot!”
“Is he insane?”
Both cursed in sync, even though they were far apart.
Ye Nanshen ordered his a.s.sistant, Zhuang Ling, “Buy all those shares and kick Rong Tianshi out.”
“Understood.” Zhuang Ling responded.
Rong Qi, stationed in her laboratory, sent a message to her contacts in Merica, [Reclaim the shares. Keep them in our hands.]
And so, a new round of tug-of-war commenced. After two weeks of intense struggle, both parties finally held equal shares and called a truce. Their bickering had left the board members at their wit’s end; many resigned, unable to tolerate the madness.
Now, aside from a few people deployed from both sides, the Rong Holdings was practically deserted. Rong Tianshi was crestfallen, wasting his days staring at the ceiling. Within just half a month, he had wasted away—his cheekbones protruding, his face sinking inward. He looked as if he’d aged twenty years, lying in bed as if drained of his life force.
But what really shattered Rong Tianshi was the news that his a.s.sistant had fled—taking with him all that was left of the company’s funds. When the butler broke the news, Rong Tianshi was so enraged. He said, “What the h.e.l.l happened? Tell me everything!”
Shaking unsteadily, Rong Tianshi rose to his feet, his eyes ablaze as he glared at the butler..