Xu Huwen was also constantly cursing at home, calling An Ruo a white-eyed wolf, a vixen, and even cursing her to be immediately hit by a car once she stepped outside.
An Xin, however, was very silent. She had long anticipated today’s outcome, and had thought of ways to cope with it.
Once An Ruo learned about Tang Yuchen sending a lawyer’s letter to An Mingqi, she speculated that her uncle would soon come knocking.
"Didn’t I say I just wanted fifty percent? Why did you go for seventy percent?" An Ruo asked Tang Yuchen, puzzled.
The man laughed, "You can stick with fifty percent, the remaining twenty percent can be my fee."
"...I can give you twenty percent from the fifty," Having thirty percent would be enough; this price was way beyond what it was eleven years ago.
Tang Yuchen sneered coldly, "An Ruo, isn’t your heart too soft? The wife of Tang Yuchen shouldn’t be a timid and weak woman."
An Ruo spoke lightly, "I’m not timid and weak. Back then, seventy percent of the shares were only worth six million. Now, fifty percent is worth several billion. Getting what I deserve is enough for me."
"If An Mingqi didn’t monopolize those shares, you could get more," Tang Yuchen lazily countered her.
An Ruo shook her head, "Back then, Xiao Ji and I were both very young. Even if it were given to us, we would not have known how to manage it, and we might have ended up with nothing."
The man scoffed disdainfully, "People like you will never get rich. Why not take advantage when it’s there?"
"You don’t need to worry about this matter anymore. Since I’ve already gotten involved, I naturally intend to see it through thoroughly," Tang Yuchen’s words carried a ruthless tone, causing An Ruo to feel a bit uneasy.
She thought fifty percent was too much.
If he forced her uncle to hand over seventy percent, would it be too ruthless a move?
After all, even a cornered dog will leap over a wall.
"No, I only want fifty percent!" An Ruo declared firmly, then she shook her head, "Just thirty percent, I don’t want fifty percent anymore."
The man’s face darkened instantly. He was obviously aware of An Ruo’s thinking.
This woman is too cowardly!
"An Ruo, what are you afraid of? If you take his seventy percent, he’ll have nothing left. Do you think he would still cause trouble?"
"If he has nothing left, what is there to be afraid of? Tang Yuchen, are you trying to force others into killing me?!"
Tang Yuchen gave a scornful, disdainful smirk, "If he dares to touch you, I’ll send his whole family to hell!"
"The woman of Tang Yuchen, even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare touch her!"
"You..." An Ruo was furious, where did he get such confidence?
No one dared to touch him, but her life was not guaranteed.
This was her intuition; she felt very uneasy, always feeling that something was going to happen.
She couldn’t take the risk; she still needed to preserve her life for Xiao Ji to return home.
An Ruo suddenly stood up and said righteously to him, "This is the An family’s affair, you don’t need to interfere! I will decide how much I want—you have no say in it!"
The air instantly turned frosty, the man’s gaze turning exceedingly cold.
Damn, is this what they call no good deed goes unpunished?!
Everyone begs him for favours, and now he’s eagerly helping her, yet she doesn’t cherish it, even talking to him !
She thinks she’s someone special, thinking he’s desperate to help her!