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Wen Qi nodded in satisfaction.

She had half-anticipated this outcome in the divorce lawsuit.

She is now certain that the main storyline cannot be changed.

Since she can't get a divorce, she won't get one.

Spending the Lu family's money and accompanying these two crazy old folks through the storyline is actually quite nice.

It's a tragic story anyway, so it doesn't matter who gets tortured!

When the Lu family members came out of the courtroom and saw Wen Qi, they all had smug smiles on their faces.

As if they had won a battle, each of them stood tall and proud, like victorious roosters.

Lu Jisheng stepped forward, looked at Wen Qi, and said arrogantly, "Wen Qi, do you see? As long as I don't want a divorce, you can't get one. I advise you to put away your little schemes, obediently come back to my side, and be a good young mistress of the Lu family. Stop making trouble, otherwise, it won't do you any good."

Wen Qi smiled, a particularly happy smile: "If we don't want to divorce, then we don't care. But, Lu Jisheng, I just hope you won't regret it later."

Lu Jisheng's face instantly darkened: "Wen Qi, you've made enough of a scene. Stop provoking me, or it won't do you any good."

Wen Qi sneered, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

Upon seeing this, Lu Jisheng instinctively reached out to grab her, but was blocked by the bodyguards behind Wen Qi, unable to even get close to her.

Wen Qi walked to the car, and the bodyguard opened the car door.

Just as they were about to get into the car, Wen Changming suddenly ran over quickly: "Wen Qi, wait a minute, let's talk."

Wen Qi turned to look at Wen Changming, her eyes full of disdain: "There's nothing for us to talk about."

Wen Changming suppressed his anger and said with a hint of deliberate gentleness, "It's about your mother. I have something to tell you. This is very important to you."

Wen Qi's eyes flickered.

The original owner's mother was the source of his lifelong pain.

Although she wasn't the original owner, since she had taken over the original owner's body, she couldn't ignore the original owner's mother's affairs.

After a moment of silence, he nodded: "Okay, I'll give you a chance."

A cunning glint flashed in Wen Changming's eyes.

He knew that Wen Qi cared most about her mother.

This is his leverage over Wen Qi.

By grasping this point, he can definitely make Wen Qi compromise and hand over the shares she holds.

Wen Qi glanced around and said coldly, "There are too many people here, let's find another place to talk."

After saying that, she got into the car first and instructed the driver, "Go to the most upscale restaurant nearby and book a private room."

The car slowly drove away from the courthouse and soon arrived at a top-tier private hotel.

Wen Qi led Wen Changming into the luxurious private room.

As soon as Wen Changming sat down, he couldn't wait to start talking about the shares and his mother.

But before he could finish speaking, Wen Qi interrupted him.

"This meal is on you, right?" Wen Qi looked at Wen Changming, her tone indifferent.

Wen Changming was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it's on me. Order whatever you want to eat."

As long as it's about shares, a meal is nothing to him.

He was about to speak again when Wen Qi interrupted him once more, her tone impatient: "Don't talk. Just looking at you makes me sick. Let me finish eating first."

"Wen Qi!"

Wen Changming was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his face was extremely ugly. He came to talk about serious business, not to have dinner with Wen Qi!

"What? You don't want to reach an agreement? I'm leaving now." Wen Qi stood up, making a move to leave.

"Wait a minute." Wen Changming stood up and reassured him, "You eat, I'll wait until you finish."

Wen Qi was satisfied upon hearing this, and sat back down in her original spot. She picked up the menu and ordered a table full of top-quality dishes.

He ordered all the most expensive and rarest dishes in the restaurant, and then said to the waiter in a calm tone, "Open another bottle of your hotel's most expensive red wine, the one worth 800,000."

When Wen Changming heard the number 800,000, his heart skipped a beat.

A bottle of red wine worth 800,000 yuan, plus a table full of food, this meal alone will cost over a million!

He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to utter a sound.

It's all for the shares, so we have to endure it!

As long as I can get the shares, it's all worth it.

Seeing Wen Changming's frustrated yet daring-not-to-vent expression, Wen Qi smiled.

This is nothing; there are many more powerful moves to come.

These days, she's least afraid of shameless people.

As long as I have no morals, no one can hold me hostage.

Wen Qi believes that as long as she is happy, she doesn't care about the lives of others!

The waiter quickly brought out the food and red wine.

"Miss, shall we open it?" the waiter asked.

Wen Qi: "Open."

"OK."

Wen Changming almost had a heart attack from anger upon hearing this!

Wen Qi picked up her knife and fork and began to eat slowly and gracefully, completely ignoring Wen Changming's unpleasant expression.

As Wen Changming watched Wen Qi enjoy the food, the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

He has been patiently holding back his actions to protect his shares.

Wen Qi ate this meal for a full hour.

During this time, Wen Changming repeatedly couldn't suppress his impatience. He leaned forward, his lips moved, and he wanted to talk about the shares and Wen Qi's mother.

Every time he met Wen Qi's gaze, he would swallow back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Wen Qi's eyes held no anger, only disdain, as if she were looking at a clown.

This made Wen Changming feel extremely uncomfortable, and even though he was burning with anger, he suppressed it and didn't say a word.

He sat to the side, watching Wen Qi eat slowly.

Finally, Wen Qi put down her knife and fork, picked up a silk handkerchief from the side, and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.

The movements were elegant and composed.

She put down the handkerchief and looked up at Wen Changming: "You've finished eating. What's the matter?"

Wen Changming's tone was deliberately gentle, attempting to manipulate Wen Qi with familial affection: "Qiqi, haven't you always wanted the jade bracelet your mother wore when she was alive?"

Wen Qi nodded: "What? You're willing to give me the bracelet now?"

Wen Qi had long since figured out Wen Changming's tactics.

The original owner of this body was manipulated by Wen Changming with this jade bracelet throughout his entire life.

Every time Wen Changming wanted to get the original owner to compromise or hand over benefits, he would use this bracelet as bait.

The original owner, because she missed her mother so much, was always manipulated and willingly allowed to be controlled by Wen Changming.

Even knowing that Wen Changming was using her, she couldn't bear to give up her mother's belongings.

But Wen Qi is not the original owner.

Looking at Wen Changming's confident demeanor, she couldn't help but find it laughable.

It's just a bracelet, an inanimate object.

When Wen Changming saw Wen Qi nod, a smug look flashed in his eyes.

He knew that Wen Qi still cared about her mother's belongings and that he could still control her.

He cleared his throat and said, "I can give you the bracelet, but you have to promise me one thing: that 20% of the Wen Group you hold..."

"I don't want it anymore."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qi interrupted him.

Decisive and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.