Su Moli rushed eagerly to the bank. With her striking face, she was directly greeted by the bank manager, and she immediately stated her intent to retrieve the items she had stored there.
After reviewing the records, the manager said:
"I’m sorry, Miss Su, the items were retrieved yesterday."
"Retrieved? Who took them?"
The bank manager appeared a little uneasy. He was just as puzzled; the items were indeed stored by the Miss Su standing before him, but the person who retrieved them wasn’t her. Higher-ups had issued direct orders to let someone else take the items. He was merely a bank manager, and such matters were not something he dared to delve deeply into.
"I’m sorry, but this is a business secret. I cannot disclose any information," he replied.
Su Moli lashed out in frustration:
"What the hell does this mean? My belongings were stored here, and now they’ve been taken by someone else? Your bank needs to be held accountable—I’ll report this to the police!"
The bank manager tried frantically to calm her down, but Su Moli was already creating a scene, determined to escalate the matter.
Unable to bear the pressure, the bank manager quickly called his superiors. After connecting the call and hearing what the voice on the other end said, his demeanor finally steadied.
He turned to the still-fuming Su Moli and said coldly:
"I’m sorry, Miss Su. If you wish to make a fuss or call the police, by all means, do so. However, I must insist that you leave immediately. Otherwise, I will have to contact the authorities myself."
Su Moli had never encountered such uncompromising behavior from bank staff before. Furious, she called Chu Yunhao, asking him to intervene on her behalf.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yunhao warned her to calm down.
"Yunhao, why!? Those are my belongings—you know that! Su Jin is filthy rich, and as for her jewelry, that’s without question. But my things have been taken! Are you seriously okay with this?"
Massaging his slightly aching temples, Chu Yunhao hung up, intending to send someone to handle the situation. Just as he was about to act, he received a call.
The voice on the other end was deep, familiar, and sent a shiver down his spine. His demeanor instantly turned respectful:
"I hear Su Jin went to the bank to retrieve the old man’s belongings?"
"Mr. Jiu, this is all just a misunderstanding."
Alongside his fear of Mr. Jiu, Chu Yunhao felt the same sense of trepidation he once felt toward the old man. That cunning elder might have passed away, but the problems he’d left behind still persisted. Although Chu Yunhao managed to seize control of the company, the corporate shares weren’t in his hands—nor were they with Su Jin.
The old man’s will dictated that only once Su Jin turned twenty-seven would the shares be transferred to her. There were still three months left before that day arrived. And the moment Su Jin got those shares, by extension, they would naturally belong to him!
Mr. Jiu’s low voice came through: "If it’s a misunderstanding, then have her return. Stop making trouble at the bank."
The call ended, and Chu Yunhao’s expression darkened. As the most powerful member of the Su Family, he instilled fear in every single one of them.
The Su Group was merely a minor branch of the Su Family. The true lineage of the Su Family was the real colossus.
Originally, Su Jin had been greatly favored and admired by Mr. Jiu. Even as a mere descendent of the branch family, she held a special place in his regard. But ever since Su Jin chose to marry Chu Yunhao, Mr. Jiu began avoiding her altogether.
What Chu Yunhao hadn’t anticipated was receiving a sudden call from Mr. Jiu.
Clearly, Su Moli’s commotion had already reached him. Hastily, Chu Yunhao called Su Moli and ordered her not to make further trouble and to go back immediately!
In a refined and exquisite tearoom, Mr. Jiu gazed at the elegant and alluring woman before him, his eyes flickering with subtle intent:
"You’re saying... you’re the real Su Jin?"