Chapter 322: Overestimating one’s capabilities Chapter 322: Overestimating one’s capabilities Su Hongde grew increasingly furious as he spoke, his chest heaving with barely contained anger.
“Don’t just talk about the ten percent of the shares you hold. Even if it were all your assets, you would have to spit them out to me obediently. Xinyan saved your life; offering up your shares is the least you can do to repay her life-saving grace.”
Su Ran let out a light chuckle, and with a “snap,” she tossed the magazine on her knee onto the couch and abruptly straightened up.
Her body became rigid, and her demeanor underwent a complete transformation in that instant.
The oppressive aura that she had been suppressing until now was unmistakably evident, her dominance and severity startling to behold.
“What do I want to do? I would have thought that after all I’ve done, you would have woken up by now. To destroy the Su Family?! Exactly, not only do I intend to destroy the Su Family, but I aim to do so bit by bit.”
“I want you to taste the despair of falling from the clouds to the abyss, to experience the agony of losing what you once had. Su Xinyan is the future of the Su Family? Very well, I’ll see just how high and far your so-called future can take the Su Family. It’s just…”
Su Ran paused for a moment, then let out a cold laugh.
“I wonder if she even has a future!”
Su Ran’s voice was as calm as a light breeze, flat without a ripple, and even her face bore a smile. Yet precisely because of this, it was more terrifying than uncontrollable rage.
Especially those starry eyes of hers, shining with fragmented light under the room’s lights, seemed like sharp blades of ice, exuding a chilling menace, as if ready to carve someone up.
Faced with this gaze, Su Hongde and Tan Lirong instinctively held their breaths. The compelling presence emanating from Su Ran left them voiceless.
The atmosphere fell into a prolonged silence, tense and solemn, to the point where even the air seemed to thin.
At that moment, Wen Peipei’s stern and authoritative voice suddenly filled the room.
Su Ran looked up to see her standing imposingly at the doorway, squinting her shrewd eyes, looking down on her from above.
After a brief pause, she stepped forward toward them and sat down on the couch opposite Su Ran.
Wen Peipei’s gaze remained on Su Ran, sizing her up and down, and after a long while, she scoffed coldly.
“Such grand words, to destroy the Su Family? Do you have the capability? You are overestimating yourself.”
Su Ran leaned back into the couch behind her, looked at Wen Peipei, and smiled.
“Whether I have the capability is not for you to worry about. You should be more concerned about how to keep the Su Family intact.”
Wen Peipei huffed coldly, “That’s also not your concern.”
Su Ran arched an eyebrow but did not argue!
Indeed, it was not her concern. All she had ever wanted was to retrieve what her mother left behind and…
…to destroy the Su Family!
“The shares you possess were given to you by your grandfather, and now I have the right to take them back. Since you don’t acknowledge yourself as a member of the Su Family, you have no right to keep the Su Family’s property. I won’t pursue the matter of you troubling Xinyan as long as you sign this share transfer agreement.”
Wen Peipei produced a share transfer contract from nowhere and slammed it onto the coffee table in front of Su Ran.
Su Ran lowered her gaze, the bold letters catching her eye. She raised an eyebrow, picked up the contract, and without looking through its contents, flipped directly to the last page.