You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The warm glow of the corridor spotlights quietly fell on Chen Yuan's slightly white finger bones.

He held the pink sticky note that smelled faintly of peaches.

His gaze was fixed on the tiny, delicate handwriting at the very bottom.

The six-digit password was exactly the date of his birth that he filled in when he submitted his resume.

A subtle tingling sensation quickly climbed up Chen Yuan's spine from his fingertips.

Behind this heavy mahogany door.

There was no charity, no condescending entitlement.

It was nothing but pure trust and clumsy flattery.

These few lines of slightly trembling handwriting completely shattered the cold defenses that the Lin family had built up over the past five years.

Chen Yuan carefully placed the Centurion Black Card, which had no spending limit, against his chest.

The faint warmth remaining on the metal card gently warmed my skin through the thin shirt.

Since the boss is so sincere.

He naturally had to handle this delicious, easy money with utmost care.

Meanwhile, a striking red Porsche appeared like a maddened beast.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing screech of tires, it came to a violent stop beneath the Lin Group building.

The Porsche's door was violently pushed open.

Lin Qinghan didn't even take the car keys out of the ignition; she rushed frantically into the lobby in her high heels.

A cold wind suddenly rushed into the collar of her thin silk shirt.

The agonizing, meat-grinding pain in her stomach surged up again, causing her to stumble.

But she bit her lower lip hard, forcing down the nauseating acid in her throat.

"President Lin!"

"Mr. Lin, you've finally arrived!"

In the lobby of the technical department, the originally high-end Blu-ray working environment was now completely submerged by a screen full of scarlet.

Dozens of core servers emitted a sharp, threatening beeping sound, indicating they were on the verge of collapse.

It sounded like countless fingernails frantically scraping against a blackboard, piercingly loud.

CTO Zhang Wei's hair was so messy from scratching it that it looked like a bird's nest.

The suit jacket was lying on the ground, and the tie was hanging crookedly around his neck.

"The entire underlying architecture has become a ruin, and all patches can't be applied!"

Zhang Wei was so anxious that he kept slapping his thigh, his voice trembling with the sound of tears.

"Even the overseas experts we hired at great expense could only shake their heads after looking at the code!"

Lin Qinghan forced herself to stand still in front of the huge main screen.

The scarlet error message characters were jumping wildly.

The dense, garbled text was like a swarm of vicious ants, gnawing at her business empire.

The blinding light was reflected in her violently contracted pupils.

impossible.

Chen Yuan is usually so humble and obedient, how could he dare to actually kill him like this?

After a brief moment of dizziness, Lin Qinghan suddenly straightened her back.

Her nails dug into her palms, forcibly suppressing the absurd feeling of weightlessness that overwhelmed her.

"What's the panic! You bunch of useless trash!"

She glanced disdainfully at the overwhelmed programmers.

"What's the big deal? It's just Chen Yuan throwing a tantrum."

Lin Qing snorted coldly and reached into her Hermes bag to pull out the phone with the shattered screen.

"He's been with me for five years, and he's never dared to say a harsh word to me."

"This time, he just wants to use these few lines of crappy code to force me to bow down to him."

She raised her chin high, her tone resolute.

It was as if Chen Yuan was just a dog with its neck tethered.

As soon as she throws a bone, the other party will immediately wag its tail and run back.

"I'll call him right now, and this matter will be resolved immediately."

Lin Qinghan pressed the speakerphone button in a high-profile manner.

She had even already planned how to use a condescending tone to grant Chen Yuan a forgiveness.

beep - beep -

The ringing tone of the call being connected was clearly audible in the deathly silent lobby of the technical department.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Chen Yuan's humble, ingratiating voice to come from the other end.

however.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later..."

A cold, mechanical female voice slammed into everyone's eardrums through the loudspeaker.

Lin Qinghan's facial muscles froze instantly.

It's like a poorly made, broken puppet.

Unconvinced, she dialed again.

It was still that cold shutdown notification sound.

The sharp pain in my stomach returned aggressively at that moment.

The pain made her fingertips tremble uncontrollably, and she almost dropped her phone and smashed it on the ground.

"Go! Go find it for me right now!"

Lin Qinghan slammed her phone on the table in a fit of rage, her voice rising eight octaves.

"Go to the farmers' market he frequents, go to the city library, go to that dilapidated orphanage!"

"Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find Chen Yuan for me!"

The assistants in the technical department were so frightened that they scrambled out the door.

Time passed by, second by second.

The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows turned completely gloomy.

Large, cold raindrops pounded against the glass curtain wall, making a dull thud.

Lin Qinghan slumped in the boss's chair, his forehead covered with fine, cold beads of sweat.

The office was blasting heat, but she felt as if she were in an ice cave.

Frustrated, she swept all the documents off the table.

The papers scattered all over the ground like snowflakes.

Half an hour later, the people who had been sent out started calling back with reports.

The older women at the market said that Chen Yuan didn't come to buy vegetables at all today.

The old director of the orphanage said that Chen Yuan hadn't been back for a long time.

All the clues were cut off in one stroke, as if someone had used sharp scissors.

Chen Yuan seemed to have completely vanished from the air of Jianghai City.

Not a trace was left.

The huge quartz clock on the wall ticked away.

Each blow felt like a heavy sledgehammer striking Lin Qinghan's taut nerves.

Her breathing became more and more rapid.

A strange, suffocating feeling of being out of control gripped her throat.

For the past five years, Chen Yuan has been like her shadow, always there for her whenever she calls.

She never considered how she would live if this shadow completely disappeared.

Just then.

The frosted glass door to the president's office was rudely pushed open.

First Assistant Li Na rushed in, her face deathly pale.

She was clutching a crumpled brown paper bag tightly in her arms.

The cold rain outside soaked Li Na's business attire, and she was shivering violently.

"Where is he? Have you found him?!"

Lin Qinghan suddenly jumped up from her chair.

Because of excessive force, his knee slammed heavily onto the mahogany desk.

She felt no pain, staring intently at Li Na.

Li Na didn't even dare to look Lin Qinghan in the eye.

Her lips were trembling, and her teeth were chattering.

Black and white on white paper.

The bright red official seal of the Jianghai City Household Registration Management Office was glaringly affixed to it.

That was a resolute relocation certificate.

Lin Qinghan stared intently at the red seal.

A surge of acid gushed from my stomach, and the whole world shook violently before my eyes.

Assistant Li Na trembled as she handed over a termination document: "President Lin, Chen Yuan... he's moved his household registration from the villa under your name. He really doesn't want us anymore."