bayedsolid Chapter 355 I only ask you, let her go.
Chapter 355 I only ask you, let her go.
"Could it be that you are...you are?" For a moment, Mr. Li tried to recall his past memories, but he couldn't remember anything.
"Yes, that's right. You guessed it. Back then, you didn't want my mother and you still wanted to marry that woman from the Ye family. Now your retribution has come."
Mr. Zhao walked up to him, looking coldly at Mr. Li, his eyes filled with years of suppressed anger and pain. His voice was low and hoarse, as if every word carried a heavy weight: "Mr. Li, do you think I did this only for money, for shares? You're wrong! I've waited too long for this day, waiting for you to admit your mistakes from back then!"
Mr. Li's face turned pale instantly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
Mr. Zhao continued, "Back then, when you were with my mother, what did you say? You said you would take care of her for the rest of your life and give her happiness. But what happened? To climb the social ladder by attaching yourself to the Ye family's power, you abandoned her without hesitation! Do you know how much pain she was in back then? Do you know how much she suffered raising me alone?"
His voice grew increasingly agitated, his eyes slightly reddening: "My mother worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk every day to support me, even ruining her health. But she never complained once; she only told me to be strong, to work hard, and not to be abandoned like her. But what about you? You live a glamorous life, married a daughter of the Ye family, and rose to a high position in the company, yet you've never once looked back at us!"
Mr. Li's face grew increasingly grim, his eyes filled with complex emotions, as if Mr. Zhao's words had pierced his deepest guilt.
He murmured softly, "I...I really didn't know you were her son. What happened back then was something I did wrong to your mother, and something I did wrong to you too."
Mr. Zhao sneered, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Sorry? You think an apology can make up for your mistakes back then? What you owe me, what you owe my mother, you can never repay!"
Standing to the side, listening to Mr. Zhao's accusations, I felt a mix of emotions. I never imagined that behind this seemingly simple business game lay such complex emotional entanglements. Mr. Zhao's anger and pain shocked me, while Mr. Li's silence and guilt evoked a sense of sympathy in me.
I couldn't help but look at Jiang Yichen, only to find his expression still calm, as if all of this was within his expectations. He nodded slightly, seemingly signaling me to remain calm.
Just then, Mr. Zhao suddenly turned his head and gave me a cold look: "Ms. Gu, I hope you will remember what happened today. The business world is like a battlefield, but some grudges are far more important than interests."
I nodded, but my heart was filled with complex emotions. This game might have only just begun.
Mr. Li took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with regret and pain: "Xiao Zhao... no, Mr. Zhao, I know it's too late to say anything now. I don't ask for your forgiveness, I only hope you can let Ye Huating go. She is innocent, she has never hurt you, nor has she hurt your mother."
His voice was low and hoarse, trembling slightly: "If you're willing to let her go, I can give you all the shares in the company, and I can even leave here and never appear in front of you again. I only ask that you let her go."
General Manager Zhao stared coldly at General Manager Li, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He didn't speak, but simply stood there quietly, as if deep in thought.
Mr. Li continued, "I know... I know I owe you all too much. But, Mr. Zhao, I really hope you can give me a chance to make amends. I'm willing to do anything as long as you let Ye Huating go."
After a moment of silence, Mr. Zhao finally sneered, "Mr. Li, your apology comes too late. However, I can consider letting Ye Huating go, but you must agree to one condition."
Mr. Li looked up, a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "What are the conditions?"
Mr. Zhao said coldly, "From today onwards, you are leaving the company and must never interfere in any affairs again. At the same time, you must publicly admit your mistakes from back then and apologize to my mother."
After a moment of silence, Mr. Li finally nodded: "Okay, I agree."
Just as Mr. Li was about to sign, Jiang Yichen suddenly spoke up. His voice was calm and firm: "Mr. Zhao, we can accept your terms, but I have one additional request."
Mr. Zhao frowned, his tone wary: "What are your requirements?"
Jiang Yichen smiled slightly, his gaze sharp as a knife: "You must guarantee that from now on, you will not threaten or harm President Li and his family in any form. Otherwise, this recording will be immediately handed over to the police."
As he spoke, he took out his phone and played a recording of the conversation where Mr. Zhao had just threatened Mr. Li. Mr. Zhao's face instantly turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "You...you actually recorded me!"
Jiang Yichen put away his phone, his tone indifferent: "President Zhao, the initiative is in our hands now. If you don't want this recording to end up in the hands of the police, you'd better release Ye Huating immediately and keep your promise."
Mr. Zhao's expression shifted between anger and resentment, clearly indicating a fierce internal struggle. He stared intently at Jiang Yichen, his eyes filled with rage and resentment. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Fine, you win. I'll release him!"
"What about Ye Huating?" I couldn't help but ask, my voice trembling slightly. I hadn't expected President Li to agree to President Zhao's conditions so quickly. What had Ye Huating been all these years? Was she just a heartless tool?
Mr. Li's face turned even paler instantly, his eyes filled with pain and regret, as if my words had pierced the deepest guilt within him. He murmured softly, "Her? I'm sorry to her too, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
His voice grew softer and softer, as if he were talking to himself, and he seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness. No one understood why, after so many years of treating the Ye family well—without the Ye family he wouldn't have achieved what he had today—he had chosen to betray them.
Just then, a familiar voice came from behind: "Gu Mo, I'm sorry, I kept it from you."
I turned around abruptly and saw Ye Huating slowly walking out from behind me, her face streaked with tears, clearly having just been crying. Her eyes were filled with complex emotions—guilt, pain, and a sense of relief.
"What? You two actually know each other? You know President Zhao? You weren't injured?" I looked at her in shock, my heart filled with doubt and unease.
Ye Huating nodded, her voice low and hoarse: "We know each other, but I never thought things would develop to this point. I heard everything you just said."