Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Chapter 712 An Abyss of No Return

Zhang Yiyi kept her head down, her long eyelashes drooping, concealing the chaotic thoughts churning in her eyes. Her life had been completely overturned in just a few days, and now she was hanging on another unknown cliff.

Chen Jinhua stood closest to Zhang Yiyi, leaning slightly forward, her gaze like the most precise scanner, greedily yet carefully tracing her daughter's outline.

Her hands were clenched tightly together, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped white marks. Anticipation, fear, guilt, ecstasy... countless emotions clashed violently within her, making it almost impossible for her to stand.

She was afraid, afraid that this was another false hope, afraid that the hope that was so close would shatter again, which would be more cruel than never having had any hope at all.

Finally, the tightly closed door to the testing room was pushed open with a "click".

A staff member in a white coat came out with a report in hand, his face calm and professional as he glanced at the four people who were waiting anxiously.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on that thin report, and their hearts were in their throats.

The staff member walked straight up to Chen Jinhua and Zhang Yiyi, handed over the report, and announced it in a calm tone.

"The results of the identification are out."

DNA STR typing and genetic analysis of the submitted samples confirmed a biological parent-child relationship between Ms. Chen Jinhua and Ms. Zhang Yiyi. This supports the conclusion that Ms. Chen Jinhua is Ms. Zhang Yiyi's biological mother.

boom--!
The words were like thunderclaps, exploding in Zhang Yiyi's ears!

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide, staring in disbelief at the report, then looked at Chen Jinhua, who was instantly in tears.

Biological mother…she really is…

"Yiyi! My daughter!!"

Chen Jinhua's emotions, which had been suppressed for twenty years, erupted like a flood bursting its banks!

She could no longer control herself and rushed forward, pulling the still-dazed Zhang Yiyi into a tight, tight embrace!
The force was so great that it seemed to want to crush her, to merge her into his own bones and blood, and never be separated again.

"Mommy has finally found you! Finally found you! I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry... It's all my fault, I lost you for so many years... I made you suffer so much..."

Scalding tears instantly soaked Zhang Yiyi's hospital gown on her shoulders; the burning heat seemed to penetrate the clothing and directly scald her heart.

She could clearly feel the body holding her trembling violently. The deep pain, endless regret, and immense joy of regaining what she had lost were unmistakable in the cries.

The tense, guarded, and confused defenses of the heart collapsed in the face of these heart-wrenching cries and this almost suffocating embrace.

Zhang Yiyi's nose tingled, her eyes instantly reddened, and the tears she had been holding back for so long burst forth like beads from a broken string.

Hesitantly and awkwardly, she slowly raised her trembling arms and finally gently embraced the woman who was both strange and familiar to her, the one who had given her life.

"mom, Mom, Mom…"

A tearful and uncertain cry escaped from her throat.

That one word, "Mommy," made Chen Jinhua cry so hard she almost fainted. She could only hug her daughter tighter and repeat it over and over again.

"Hey! Mommy's here! Mommy's here! No one will ever bully you again! Mommy swears!"

Xiaoyu, who was standing to the side, watched the mother and daughter hugging and crying. She couldn't help but tear up as well. She secretly wiped away her tears, feeling happy for her friend but also heartbroken for the suffering she had endured.

Seeing this, Qin Luo's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

For Chen Jinhua and Zhang Yiyi, this night was a sleepless one filled with tears and joy, the beginning of a new beginning for the kinship ties that had been broken for twenty years.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Just as the rising sun dispelled the chill of the night and shone on the eaves of the ancient courtyard house, a series of urgent and forceful knocks on the door startled Zhang Dawei and his family from their sleep.

"Who is it?! Calling me so early in the morning?!"

Zhang Dawei, dressed in his pajamas, opened the door cursing as he did so. The next second, he was so startled by the sight outside that he instantly sobered up and broke out in a cold sweat!

Outside the door stood a large, imposing group of bodyguards dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses. They were expressionless, standing like iron towers, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Standing in front of these bodyguards was Chen Jinhua, with her cold eyes and commanding presence, and Zhang Yiyi, whom she held tightly, whose face was still somewhat pale but whose eyes had changed.

Qin Luo and Xiao Yu stood a little further back.

"What...what do you want to do?!"

Zhang Dawei's voice trembled with fear, and he instinctively tried to close the door.

A bodyguard swiftly reached out and braced himself against the door; the force was far beyond Zhang Dawei's ability to resist.

Chen Jinhua, holding Zhang Yiyi's hand, stepped directly into the courtyard that originally belonged to Xiao Lan, but had been occupied by others for many years.

Her gaze, sharp as an ice blade, swept over Jiang Qingfang, who had rushed out at the sound, also dressed in pajamas and looking panicked, and their son, who was still rubbing his eyes, completely bewildered.

"What?"

Chen Jinhua sneered, her voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority.

"Come and take back my daughter's house."

She looked at Zhang Yiyi, her eyes softening instantly.

“Yiyi, you are now the only legal owner here. Tell these people who have occupied your land for so many years your decision.”

Looking at the man and woman she once called her parents, who had pushed her into the abyss, and at this place that held some warmth in her childhood yet was also filled with painful memories, Zhang Yiyi took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and said clearly and firmly.

"Please, leave my house immediately."

"Your home? Bullshit!"

Jiang Qingfang realized what was happening and screamed.

"This house belongs to the Zhang family! Who do you think you are, trying to seize our house with a few thugs? I'm calling the police to arrest you!"

"Call the police? Go ahead."

Chen Jinhua's lips curled into a mocking smile. "It's a good opportunity to have the police witness this and see who the rightful heir to this house really is."

Zhang Dawei's face turned ashen. He realized that Chen Jinhua's visit was ill-intentioned and that she had come prepared.

He tried to remain calm.

"Mr. Chen, even if Yiyi is your daughter, this house involves inheritance rights, and it's not something you can just take away as you please!"

This requires legal proceedings!

"Legal procedures?"

Chen Jinhua seemed to have heard a joke.

"Of course I understand the law. This house is the premarital property of Yiyi's biological mother, Xiaolan. The will clearly states in black and white that it will be inherited by her only daughter, Zhang Yiyi."

"You shamelessly seized her before, but now that Yiyi's identity has been confirmed, it's only right that she be returned to her rightful owner! As for you?"

Her gaze swept over the family of three as if they were ants.

"I haven't pursued legal action against you for illegally occupying other people's property for so many years, which is already out of leniency because you 'raised' Yiyi for several years!"

She paused, her tone suddenly turning icy.

"Now, are you going to get out yourselves, or will my men 'invite' you out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than twenty bodyguards stepped forward in unison. The murderous aura they exuded made Zhang Dawei, his wife, and their son's legs go weak.

"You...you dare!"

Zhang Dawei shouted, his voice trembling with fear, and hurriedly pulled out his phone to call the police.

The police arrived quickly.

However, the result left Zhang Dawei in despair.

Zhang Yiyi calmly presented the police with her biological mother Xiao Lan's will, property certificate, and a paternity test report that had been done the day before, confirming her relationship with Chen Jinhua. The chain of evidence was clear, complete, and irrefutable.

After carefully examining the documents, the officer in charge spoke sternly to Zhang Dawei.

"Mr. Zhang, according to these legal documents, the legal owner of this courtyard house is indeed Ms. Zhang Yiyi."

She is rightfully exercising her right to ask you to leave.

If you disagree with this, you can resolve it through legal channels, such as filing a lawsuit in court.

But now, please cooperate and move out of here immediately.

These words completely shut Zhang Dawei up!
He originally wanted to call the police to drive away the "intruder," but unexpectedly, it confirmed his suspicion of "illegal occupation," and he became the one who needed to file a lawsuit!
This huge contrast made him so angry he almost vomited blood!

Under the supervision of the police and the watchful eyes of more than twenty bodyguards, Zhang Dawei, Jiang Qingfang, and their son were driven out of the courtyard house they had operated and occupied for many years, without even having properly packed their luggage. They only grabbed some personal belongings and were driven away like stray dogs in the midst of the pointing and whispering of the surrounding neighbors.

Watching the disheveled figures of the family of three disappear into the alleyway, Zhang Yiyi stood in the familiar courtyard, feeling as if she were in another world. The sunlight shone on her, warm and comforting, as if dispelling the last trace of gloom in her heart.

Reclaiming the property is just the beginning.

Chen Jinhua acted swiftly and decisively, immediately setting about dealing with another important legacy left by Zhang Yiyi's biological mother—fifty percent of the shares in Hongda Trading Company.

She had no intention of playing along with Zhang Dawei. Instead, she directly contacted several of Zhang Dawei's business rivals with whom he had a long-standing feud, and spread the word that she was preparing to transfer the crucial 50 percent stake held by Zhang Yiyi to any one of them.

This news was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing a huge uproar in the industry!

Upon receiving the news, Zhang Dawei was terrified!
He knew better than anyone what those 50 percent of the shares meant! If these shares fell into the hands of any of his arch-enemies, they would instantly become the largest shareholder of the company, and control of the company he had painstakingly built up over the years would immediately change hands!
All his efforts over the years will be in vain!
Overwhelming fear overwhelmed everything.

Zhang Dawei, no longer caring about saving face, hurriedly took the initiative to meet with Zhang Yiyi, almost pleadingly offering to buy back all of her shares at a price ten million higher than the market price!

At the negotiating table, Chen Jinhua kept the situation under control for her daughter throughout the entire process.

She calmly analyzed the pros and cons, and finally, Zhang Yiyi nodded in agreement to the condition.

After all, directly converting the shares into cash and obtaining a huge sum of wealth that she could completely control was a safer and more direct choice for her, who had just been given a new lease on life.

The 150 million yuan was quickly deposited into the account designated by Zhang Yiyi. Looking at the bank's notification of the payment, Zhang Yiyi's hands trembled slightly. This was not just a huge sum of money, but also the life that was rightfully hers, which she was reclaiming.

After receiving the money, Zhang Dawei breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and thought that he had managed to avoid disaster by spending money and had finally retained control of the company, and the crisis was temporarily over.

However, he greatly underestimated Chen Jinhua's determination and the energy she possessed.

How could she so easily let go of the person who almost drove her own daughter to her death and seized her property for so many years?
Just as Zhang Dawei thought the storm had passed and was preparing to regroup, a truly devastating disaster struck without warning that very afternoon!
Douyin, China's largest short video platform, suddenly released a major announcement.

The announcement directly targets the clothing brand under Zhang Dawei's name, stating that the company has "serious integrity issues in its operations and its brand values ​​are inconsistent with the platform's philosophy," and that it will terminate all cooperation with the company immediately and remove all of its brand's products from the platform!
When Zhang Dawei saw the announcement, he was drinking tea. His hand trembled, and the teacup shattered with a loud crash! His face turned deathly pale!

More than 60% of his company's sales come from live-streaming e-commerce and traffic promotion on the Douyin platform!
This ban is tantamount to severing his lifeline!
"Quickly! Contact other platforms! Increase investment in other channels!"

Zhang Dawei roared at his subordinates in a panic.

However, misfortunes never come singly.

Almost simultaneously with Douyin's announcement, another major short video platform, Kuaishou, also released a statement with content identical to Douyin's, announcing the severing of all cooperation with Zhang Dawei's company and the removal of all products from its platform!

This time, it precisely cut his sales by nearly 20%!

With both major sales channels simultaneously and decisively uprooted, the company's operations were instantly paralyzed. Orders were cancelled en masse, inventory piled up, the cash flow abruptly dried up, and suppliers rushed to the door demanding payment…

In just one day, Zhang Dawei's company went from a relatively stable state to an abyss of no return!

In order to repay his debts and minimize his losses, Zhang Dawei, who had no other options, was forced to urgently sell his production factory, which was originally valued at over 300 million yuan, for a paltry 40 million yuan to raise cash...

The production factory, once valued at 300 million yuan and symbolizing the foundation of Zhang Dawei's business, was hastily sold for a shockingly low price of 70 million yuan.

The signing ceremony was held in a secluded private room at a five-star hotel. For Zhang Dawei, it was not a celebration, but a forced and humiliating act of self-sacrifice to survive.

When the waiter pushed open the heavy solid wood door of the private room from the outside, Zhang Dawei and Jiang Qingfang were sitting inside, looking disheveled and sighing over the transfer contract that had been almost a robbery.

(End of this chapter)