Fu Yan Ting had no intention of letting Lin Yi Cheng walk out alive today.
Lin Yi Cheng seemed to have a premonition of his end, but he had no regrets. If given another chance, he would do the same.
Fu Yan Ting's methods were exceedingly cruel. Even to Lin Yi Cheng, Fu Yan Ting showed no mercy. However, Lin Yi Cheng was a man of mettle.
No matter what Fu Yan Ting did to him, he never considered begging for mercy.
In the dark room, Fu Yan Ting stared coldly at Lin Yi Cheng and said indifferently, "If you have any grievances, you can direct them at me. But you shouldn't have laid a hand on Xi Xi. You'll have to pay the price for that."
"Yan Ting, I truly didn't expect you to be so smitten."
In the past, Fu Yan Ting was ruthless and heartless. No woman had ever caught his eye.
Everyone suspected that Fu Yan Ting was not interested in women.
And Yan Xi was the fiancée arranged for him by Mu Qing Xiang when Fu Yan Ting had fallen into a coma.
Between him and Yan Xi, there was no affection whatsoever.
Yet, seeing Fu Yan Ting's attitude towards Yan Xi now...
It truly shattered everyone's worldview.
Who would have thought that Fu Yan Ting would one day become enraged over a woman?
Lin Yi Cheng looked at Fu Yan Ting, wondering if this was a good or bad thing.
"If you want to kill me, hurry up. It's a kind of fate that my sister and I could die by the same person's hand in this lifetime."
Fu Yan Ting narrowed his eyes, staring at Lin Yi Cheng. Lin Yi Cheng's words were cunningly crafted.
If he didn't explain, it would confirm that Lin Qian was also killed by him.
But if he explained, it would imply guilt.
Fu Yan Ting stared at Lin Yi Cheng, a slight smile playing on his lips. After a pause, he said indifferently, "Do you think these words will make me go easy on you?"
"Yan Ting, you're wrong. I don't expect you to go easy. I just want to tell you, what goes around, comes around."
Fu Yan Ting paused, looking at Lin Yi Cheng, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Lin Yi Cheng gave Fu Yan Ting a knowing, inscrutable smile, offering no explanation.
At this moment, Xiao Hei stepped forward and asked Fu Yan Ting in a low voice, "Boss, should I kill him?"
"Lock him up. No need to rush."
With these words, Fu Yan Ting turned and left.
Fu Yan Ting prepared to leave the club, but the entrance was already swarming with reporters. It seemed they were all prepared.
The few girls had died, and Fu Yan Ting had given their families substantial compensation, which should have put the matter to rest. Yet, these reporters were now hounding Fu Yan Ting again. A chill emanated from Fu Yan Ting's eyes.
Even in the July heat, Fu Yan Ting exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
At this point, a sharp-eyed reporter spotted Fu Yan Ting emerging from the club and quickly rushed forward to surround him, as if afraid he might slip away.
A smile played on Fu Yan Ting's lips, but it didn't reach his eyes.
Staring at the crowd, Fu Yan Ting asked coldly, "Is there something?"
"Mr. Fu, regarding the mysterious deaths of Fu Corporation employees at the annual gala, what do you have to say?"
"Mr. Fu, there are rumors that Fu Corporation withholds wages from its employees, forcing them to commit suicide out of desperation. Is this true?"
Fu Yan Ting coldly glanced at the reporter, who was from the Financial Daily.
Fu Yan Ting immediately understood.
This reporter from the Financial Daily had previously leaked unflattering photos of Yan Xi. Judging by the situation, they were clearly prepared.
Fu Yan Ting's lips curved slightly as he stared at the reporter for a long time, making the reporter feel a prickle of fear.
They all said Fu Yan Ting was not to be trifled with.
He hadn't truly believed it before, but seeing Fu Yan Ting's smile today, he suddenly felt he had provoked someone he shouldn't have.
If only he hadn't accepted that person's money and helped them.
This was Yan Cheng, after all.
If he completely enraged Fu Yan Ting, his career, and even his livelihood, would be in jeopardy.
Therefore, after asking his questions and receiving Fu Yan Ting's gaze, he regretted his actions and wished he could retract his words.
But it was too late.
He could only brace himself and face the consequences.
Fu Yan Ting asked coldly, "Who told you that Fu Corporation doesn't pay its employees? And who told you that they all committed suicide?"
"I... I was just speculating."
The reporter from the Financial Daily was rendered speechless by Fu Yan Ting's barrage of questions and could only stammer out an explanation.
Fu Yan Ting let out a sudden laugh upon hearing his words, as if they were a joke.
He didn't know what Fu Yan Ting's laughter meant.
He felt extremely nervous.
"Speculating?"
"Do you know that I can sue you for speculating without evidence?"
"Mr. Fu, I know I was wrong."
But it was too late for him to realize his mistake.
Fu Yan Ting was never a kind person; he wouldn't forgive him for just saying he was wrong.
"If you know you were wrong, then you should learn and grow."
Fu Yan Ting dropped these words and then turned to leave.
These reporters had come to confront Fu Yan Ting, but now, none dared to meet his gaze, nor did they dare to stop him from leaving.
Fu Yan Ting had intended to go home, but considering the string of events and the cause of death of those employees...
Although Fu Yan Ting had already given the families a sum of money to appease them, the fact that they had died mysteriously at the company's annual gala was something Fu Yan Ting needed to investigate thoroughly.
He needed to know who was secretly framing him, trying to bring him down in this manner.
Fu Yan Ting arrived at the company. Before he could even reach the president's office, he was stopped by members of the board on the first floor.
Fu Yan Ting sneered. He had always known this matter was not simple.
It was a deliberate plot.
Now, seeing these directors being used as pawns, Fu Yan Ting became even more certain, and he had a good idea who was behind it.
What he needed to do now was find the evidence to leave them speechless.
"Mr. Fu, the company is in trouble now, and everyone believes it's due to your negligence. You should proactively apologize to everyone."
"Director Zhang, how do you expect me to apologize?"
Fu Yan Ting stood there, one hand in his pocket, looking coldly at Director Zhang and asking with a smile.
Director Zhang was momentarily unsure how to answer Fu Yan Ting's question.
He stood there awkwardly.
It was Director Li, standing beside him, who recovered and looked at Fu Yan Ting, saying calmly...