But, why did Ouyang Hao’s elder brother take Miss Lin away in the middle of the night? They have no enmity between them, and maybe that Ouyang Che will be Lin Yixun’s uncle in the future.
Assistant Chen couldn’t see the rights and wrongs within, but Leng Yixiu understood everything clearly. He leaned lazily on the leather chair, leisurely lit a cigarette, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Perhaps, Ouyang Hao’s brother could do him a favor.
I don’t know if I should feel grateful that even though Ouyang Hao’s brother didn’t like Lin Yixun, he still had someone take her down the mountain. It seemed that Ouyang Che didn’t want to share a car with Lin Yixun, so he took another car.
Before getting into the car, the man turned around and looked at her deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Lin, the information in your hand is a copy, the original is with me. I give you two days. Within two days, you must sever all ties with Hao, or that information will be sent to the relevant people.
Also, Miss Lin, you’d better not tell Hao about this because he can’t help you in this matter. I’ve also heard that your ex-husband has some power, but... I think given the grievances between you and your ex-husband, you wouldn’t turn to him for help. Besides, your ex-husband probably wouldn’t help you either.
Additionally, there’s something else I want to remind you about, Miss Lin. This evidence can’t be eliminated. Even if you find a way to eliminate it, I can find other evidence, and even if there isn’t any... I can create one or two. And that one or two will be enough for your father to spend the rest of his life in prison. Miss Lin’s father is almost sixty years old. I don’t think you want your father to drag his old body in prison during his twilight years, do you?"
Ouyang Che’s words blocked all of Lin Yixun’s paths. He had precluded all unexpected possibilities, leaving Lin Yixun with no way out but to obey his arrangements.
In the end, the man reminded again, "Remember, Miss Lin, you only have two days."
After saying this, the man got into another jeep.
Lin Yixun stood still, clutching the document that could destroy Father Lin, helplessly collapsing onto the ground. This man was too formidable. He had her at her weakest point, leaving her no strength to fight back.
What should she do? What on earth should she do?
Lin Yixun took out her phone, adeptly dialing that string of numbers, but halted just before pressing the last digit. Ouyang Che’s words before he left echoed in her mind. Ouyang Che was right. What good would it do to tell Ouyang Hao? What good would it do?
Two days. She only had two days. Coincidentally, Leng Yixiu’s deadline for her was also in two days.
Lin Yixun smiled bitterly in helplessness. Why did they both like to give her last deadlines? And they both used the exact method to threaten her with the person closest to her?
Lin Yixun felt herself stepping into a dead end, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t find a way out. She refused to yield, didn’t want to give up, but in the end, she hit her head and bled.
Coming out of the jeep, Lin Yixun was nearly exhausted. She looked up at the lights of the inpatient department, trying to gather every ounce of her dissipated strength.
Lin Yixun, until the very last moment, you cannot give up. There must be a way. As long as there is hope in your heart, there will be hope.