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As soon as Fang Ze said these words, the shareholders present immediately split into two factions and took sides.

Shareholders attracted by Yan Qi's blueprint for a market capitalization of 10 billion yuan expressed their opinions:

"Those minority shareholders who didn't come don't hold many shares, so they don't have voting rights, right?"

"Yes, all the shareholders with voting rights are already here."

Those shareholders who still sided with Fang Ze expressed their opinions:

"No, Mr. Chen and Mr. Liang are also not here."

"Yes, President Liang has always sent Assistant Geng to represent him at events before. Why didn't he send Assistant Geng today?"

Yan Qi frowned slightly, his lips pressed into a cold, hard line.

He knew Fang Ze was doing it on purpose.

In fact, there is no requirement in the company's articles of association that shareholders must be present in person, and it is perfectly acceptable to designate a representative to participate in the voting.

He knew that Fang Ze made this request partly to buy time and partly to expose his identity to Liang Yu.

Yan Qi and Fang Ze both knew that Liang Yu had already signed the share transfer agreement, and that Liang Yu had become a shareholder of the Fang Group on the surface.

Fang Ze meant that he wanted all the shareholders to be present so that Liang Yu could personally attend and see for himself that Yan Qi was now the largest shareholder of the Fang Group.

Of course, Yan Qi couldn't allow Liang Yu to be at the meeting now.

Yan Qi's gaze fell on Fang Ze, his cold eyes filled with venom. His voice was low and deliberate, each word carrying a suffocating pressure:

"Let them participate online."

The shareholders who sided with Yan Qi began to echo his sentiments:

"Yes, online voting is also valid."

"It's reasonable for them to participate online. If they have to come in person, the meeting will probably have to be postponed."

Fang Ze leaned back in his chair with a relaxed posture and said confidently:

"No need for that, they've already arrived."

As they were talking, General Manager Chen pushed open the door and strode into the conference room.

He greeted all the shareholders with a smile and sat down in an empty seat on one side of the conference table.

Of the shareholders who still hold voting rights, only Liang Yu is absent.

At this point, the shareholders who sided with Yan Qi began to ask questions:

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Liang is still not here?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang, I contacted Mr. Liang a while ago. He seems to be abroad, as is his assistant, Mr. Geng."

"Mr. Fang, if Mr. Liang doesn't come, will this shareholders' meeting be canceled?"

As soon as everyone finished speaking, a sound came from the conference room door.

The gilded chandelier casts a cool, sharp white light, as if to divide the space inside the meeting room into different areas.

Liang Yu took a deep breath, reached out and pushed open the heavy solid wood door. Her high heels clicked crisply but thinly on the polished marble floor.

Today's shareholders' meeting of Fang's Group will determine who controls the company.

Fang Ze sent Dong Xiao to the hospital to pick up Liang Yu early in the morning.

This was something Fang Ze and Liang Yu had agreed upon beforehand: Liang Yu would help Fang Ze one last time before they received their divorce certificate.

The conference room was filled with Fang's shareholders in suits, and the air was thick with a sense of oppression, a mixture of money and interests.

Liang Yu subconsciously lowered his eyes, avoiding those probing or scrutinizing gazes, and walked quietly to the nearest seat.

Just as she was about to sit down, a familiar figure caught her eye, making her blood almost freeze in an instant.

The man was sitting in the most conspicuous position to the side of the main seat, wearing an exquisitely tailored black bespoke suit that accentuated his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and upright posture.

Her usually slightly lowered eyelashes now revealed a pair of deep, cold eyes.

Those eyes, devoid of their usual reserved and understated demeanor while driving, now seemed to be sharpened with a cold, piercing edge that could penetrate the heart.

This person is actually Yan Qi!

That good friend and driver who picks her up and drops her off on time every day, and who appears in time to save her when she is in danger, is a man of few words and reserved, and drives steadily and cautiously.

Liang Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks, his heart pounding with shock, and he even felt his breath catch in his throat.

She remembered clearly that this morning, it was Yan Qi who took her from Lishu Village to the hospital, and she even baked a piece of toast for Yan Qi for breakfast.

She always thought that Yan Qi was just an ordinary working man, hardworking and earning a living by driving.

She not only trusted Yan Qi, but after spending time together, she even developed a slight dependence on him.

But now, this driver, whom she considered a working-class person, is sitting at the shareholders' meeting that will determine the company's fate.

Moreover, the powerful aura emanating from Yan Qi actually overwhelmed the aura of the surrounding shareholders, as if Yan Qi were the leader of those shareholders.

Fear and confusion, like vines, instantly entangled Liang Yu's heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Her fingertips were icy cold, her heart was racing, her mind went blank, and she instinctively curled her fingers, her hands beginning to tremble slightly.

What is Yan Qi doing here?

Is it a coincidence? Or...?

Countless guesses surged wildly in Liang Yu's mind.

The initial tension upon entering the meeting room was gradually replaced by a strong sense of panic.

She couldn't help but look up at Yan Qi again.

Yan Qi's gaze never left Liang Yu from beginning to end.

The moment their eyes met, Liang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Those familiar eyes now held only a deep, dark depth, and a complex emotion she had never seen before.

There was repression, restraint, and a barely perceptible gaze.

In the current setting, this gaze made Liang Yu feel inexplicably uneasy.

Yan Qiming clearly saw her, but he showed no panic whatsoever.

His calm, expressionless gaze looked over, as if he were greeting her, or as if he were announcing some predetermined fact.

Just as Liang Yu was in a state of mental turmoil, Fang Ze, who was in the main seat, slowly stood up, and the conference room instantly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Fang Ze's gaze swept across the entire conference room before finally settling on Yan Qi.

A meaningful smile played at the corners of his lips, and his tone was calm and gentle:

"Now that all the shareholders of the Fang Group are present, we can proceed with the vote on whether to remove me from my position as president."

"However, before the vote begins, I would like to introduce this major shareholder of the Fang Group."

Fang Ze slightly raised his hand, pointing towards Yan Qi:

"This is Yan Qi, President Yan."

Fang Ze's voice turned serious, with deliberate emphasis, and every word that followed struck Liang Yu's heart like a heavy blow:

"Perhaps everyone is not very familiar with Mr. Yan. In fact, Mr. Yan is the second son of the Yan family in Hong Kong and the person in charge of the entire Yan family's financial business."

"Of course, President Yan is now also the largest shareholder of our Fang Group."

A deafening roar exploded in Liang Yu's mind.

Liang Yu's mind went completely blank.

The largest shareholder of Fang's Group.

The second son of the Yan family.

The person in charge of the financial business.

These identities, which suddenly overlapped with the driver who drove her every day, created a huge contrast that Liang Yu found unacceptable.

It turned out that Yan Qi had been putting on an act in front of her from beginning to end.

Yan Qi is not a working-class person or a designated driver at all.

Instead, he is a powerful figure in a high position.

Why would someone in such power act as a driver in front of her?

She was just a married woman; what exactly did Yan Qi want from her?

It couldn't possibly be because of her beauty.

What kind of beautiful woman couldn't a powerful man like Yan Qi get?

Even though Liang Yu was naive and inexperienced, he understood the principle that there is no such thing as love without a reason.

Could it be that Yan Qi's elaborate approach to her was all for the purpose of dealing with Fang Ze and secretly acquiring shares in the Fang Group?

That seems to be the most likely scenario.

It was all a disguise, all a scheme.

Like a fool, she trusted him without any defenses and even became somewhat dependent on him.

It's so ridiculous.

A wave of self-deprecating and embarrassing emotions overwhelmed Liang Yu.

This emotion fermented rapidly in her heart, then turned into an overwhelming anger and sadness, instantly spreading to every part of her body.

Liang Yu felt like a clown being manipulated.

Yan Qi saw and remembered all her vulnerability and fragility, and then turned it into a meticulously planned deception.

He watched her clumsy struggle, watched her struggle to hold on in her predicament, watched her let down all her guard with him.

But Yan Qi remained indifferent, always wearing a mask of hypocrisy, acting out a play called "driver".

A suffocating, heart-wrenching pain shot through my chest, even more intense than when I first learned of Shi Ya's existence.

Disappointment, anger, grievance, and the embarrassment of being deceived intertwined, causing Liang Yu's eyes to instantly redden, yet she stubbornly refused to shed a single tear.

She looked at Yan Qi quietly, her eyes filled with confusion, but even more so with resentment.

Yan Qi frowned, and his lips twitched slightly, as if he was about to say something.

Just then, Fang Ze's voice rang out again. He looked at Liang Yu and said in a deep voice:

"Liang Yu, as a shareholder with voting rights in the Fang Group, do you agree with President Yan's proposal to remove me from my position as president?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Liang Yu.

The other shareholders present did not know Liang Yu, but they cared a lot about his vote.

Liang Yu took a deep breath, suppressing all the unhappiness in his heart, straightened his thin back, and glanced at Yan Qi before finally landing on Fang Ze.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was very clear, carrying a resolute determination that echoed in the quiet conference room:

"I do not agree to remove Fang Ze from his position as president."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for anyone's reaction or looking at anyone, Liang Yu suddenly turned around and walked towards the door without looking back.

Her back was straight, with a stubbornness that showed no sign of lingering attachment.

Yan Qi's face instantly darkened, and a chilling, menacing aura instantly filled his dark eyes.

He glanced at Fang Ze, his eyes filled with a surging killing intent.

Fang Ze was not afraid at all. He met Yan Qi's gaze directly, a faint smile playing on his lips, carrying an air of blatant provocation.

Fang Ze successfully got Liang Yu to disrupt the situation.

Amidst the whispers of astonishment from all the shareholders, Yan Qi suddenly withdrew his gaze, his aura of menace erupting instantly silencing everyone present.

Amidst the fearful gazes of the crowd, Yan Qi abruptly stood up, ignoring everyone present, and strode off in the direction Liang Yu had left.