After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 140: Something Big

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Something Big

Xie Zhang’s expression changed slightly, but even as board members began to enter the room, he kept his gaze fixed on Bian Yue, unmoved, "You say I’m cold-blooded?"

His face was truly unsightly. Shen Zhaoli, with arms crossed, looked at Bian Yue amusedly and spoke, "Bian Yue, what you said really hit a nerve, huh!"

Bian Yue lowered her eyes without looking at Xie Zhang’s expression, her voice calm enough, "If you think that I’m saying you’re cold-blooded, then that’s what I meant."

Xie Zhang, infuriated to the point of laughter, stared at Bian Yue with clenched teeth, his voice cold, "You really are frank, Bian Yue. We’ve known each other for so many years, and in your eyes, I don’t measure up to Yao Yimin whom you’ve only known for a few days?"

Bian Yue didn’t want to respond to Xie Zhang, as things had come to this point, and it was clear they could no longer be friends.

But obviously, Xie Zhang didn’t want to leave.

With no other choice but to respond to Xie Zhang’s questioning with indifference, Bian Yue said, "The meeting is about to start; let’s not start an argument in public, shall we?"

Xie Zhang looked disappointed, "Bian Yue, I really don’t know how you can be so rational. Everyone has their biases. Are our past affections not enough for you to stand by my side?"

Having said that, he finally gave up seeking an answer from Bian Yue and turned to leave.

Bian Yue remained composed as if nothing had happened.

From the side, Shen Zhaoli looked at Bian Yue’s profile with a meaningful expression, "How come I never noticed you had such a strong sense of justice?"

"It’s not about justice. There are plenty of injustices in the world I can’t manage," said Bian Yue calmly, becoming even more rational, "I simply can’t go against the basic principles of being human."

Shen Zhaoli’s smile faded slightly. He was about to say something when a flurry of footsteps came from the entrance; it was Li Sihe and Li Tingmo walking in side by side.

Under the daytime lighting, Li Sihe’s complexion looked unwell, indicating his recent sickness.

To say that he looked gaunt would be an overstatement, but he was indeed pallid and appeared quite frail.

When he walked in, his gaze inadvertently swept over the sofa area, and among all the spectators, he noticed Bian Yue sitting next to Shen Zhaoli.

Consequently, he paused.

Li Tingmo’s gaze followed Li Sihe’s and touched upon Bian Yue, looking slightly stunned, he whispered to Li Sihe, "Bian Yue came with Shen Zhaoli, representing Lixing. Don’t make a scene."

Li Sihe ignored Li Tingmo’s reminder, and turned slightly to Bai Xu on the side, commenting that the air conditioning in the meeting room was too strong and asked him to prepare a thin blanket for Bian Yue.

Bai Xu glanced instinctively at Li Tingmo and saw no reaction from him, he immediately relaxed and hurriedly said, "Yes, Young Master, I’ll prepare it right now."

Then Li Sihe headed towards the conference table.

Li Tingmo took his seat in the main position, with Li Sihe to his left. On his right was a man nearing 40, whose features bore a resemblance to Li Tingmo’s.

Seeing Li Sihe sitting across from him, the man said with a smile that was not a smile, "Shiheng, with your complexion looking so bad, why strain yourself to come here? Can’t you trust your father? He will surely manage Feng Cheng well."

"Chairman Li, since you are sitting here, please don’t bring personal issues into this setting. This is not a place where you can try to familiarize yourself with me," Li Sihe spoke calmly, his peach blossom eyes carrying a chill as he coldly eyed the man across from him.

Li Cun had not expected Li Sihe to put him in such an awkward position.

He had heard that Li Sihe was so ill he was at death’s door, yet for some reason, he still dragged that sickly body here to fight for power.

Truly a lunatic, not even caring for his own life.

"Shiheng, even if you don’t care about your health, as your elder, I can’t ignore it. Surely everyone here can see that Shiheng looks pale, right?" Li Cun said, feigning surprise with a laugh, "Could it be, you’re sick?"

"Chairman Li, please stop," Li Tingmo interjected with a frown, speaking sternly to interrupt Li Cun, "Since Shiheng wants to compete with me for the position of Chairman, and the procedures are compliant, then let’s do everything according to the process."

"Chairman, you are right; I was speaking out of turn earlier about rumors. Shiheng, should I apologize to you as your uncle?"

Next to Bian Yue, Shen Zhaoli watched the internal strife with great interest, whispering in her ear, "Has the Li Family come to this? Father and son in such a standoff, scrabbling for power with no regard for face?"

Bian Yue didn’t know how to explain to Shen Zhaoli.

The affairs of the Li Family were too complicated. Bian Yue frowned, watching without a word.

"Bian Yue," Shen Zhaoli nudged Bian Yue’s arm, curious, "Do you want Li Sihe to win, or Li Tingmo? The collaboration between Lixing and Feng Cheng was interrupted before and has only recently been renegotiated. If you have a preference, before the vote, I’ll put in a good word for him."

"Stop causing trouble," Bian Yue frowned, looking helplessly at Shen Zhaoli, "I can’t believe Jinci would trust you to come here."

"What is there for Shen Jinci not to trust? He doesn’t care if Feng Cheng is in chaos, even this partnership doesn’t matter to him. Even if I botched it, he wouldn’t care."

Shen Zhaoli clicked his tongue lightly, somewhat emotional, "Sometimes I feel that he doesn’t really act like a businessman at all."

Bian Yue laughed, "Isn’t he far from it?"

"You don’t understand; it’s not that there’s anything wrong with his tactics or decisions, but... it seems like he doesn’t care about the Shen Family." Shen Zhaoli shrugged, "You think I’m talking nonsense, but I don’t have proof."

Bian Yue didn’t really pay attention, still observing the undercurrents at the conference table. Bai Xu came to her, handing her a thin blanket.

Bian Yue was startled and asked, "What is this..."

"The Young Master was worried you might catch a cold, so he asked me to bring this to you. Please use it," Bai Xu said with a gentle smile, nodding slightly at Bian Yue.

Bian Yue accepted the thin blanket, thanked him.

Shen Zhaoli watched the scene but unusually didn’t say anything, just smiling.

At the conference table, Li Cun stood up, surveying those present, "Everyone, I am the shareholder with the highest stakes in the board, as well as Shiheng’s uncle and the brother of the Chairman. I am firmly against re-electing the Chairman. A sudden change will disperse the people’s hearts, which is no good for Feng Cheng."

Li Sihe remained composed.

Li Tingmo sighed softly, his gaze complex as he looked at Li Sihe, saying, "Shiheng, are you sure about this? Do you really want to make everyone vote? So many are watching."

Finally, Li Sihe looked up at Li Tingmo; his fingertips were on a pen, quietly turning it. After a while, his fingertip movements came to a halt.

There was very little emotion in his eyes and brows, "Before the re-election vote, isn’t there something you want to announce to everyone?"

Li Tingmo’s facial expression grew more meaningful as he smiled, scrutinizing Li Sihe’s calm demeanor.

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