Lin Zhiyi always knew that what the Gong Family and the Jiang Family were fighting over, aside from Gong Chen’s enormous wealth,
was Gong Chen himself.
There are many talented individuals.
But a good leader is exceedingly rare.
It requires not only personal ability but also a great deal of effort and resources to cultivate.
A good leader can keep a family thriving for decades, even centuries.
Old Mr. Gong raised so many children but only managed to cultivate one Gong Chen.
Old Mr. Jiang practically placed all his bets on Gong Chen.
This shows the importance of Gong Chen.
Yet to watch Gong Chen effortlessly reveal people’s true nature so directly like this,
Lin Zhiyi was still shocked again and again.
Gong Chen hadn’t even said much, yet he could discern the motives of those at the table.
Old Mr. Jiang and Old Mr. Gong seemed to have reacted as well.
Both gave a look to the people beside them simultaneously.
Fu Bin withdrew his gaze and hurriedly said, "Sorry, Third Young Master, I might have drunk too much and talked nonsense, so I’ll leave."
Fu Xiuzhu lowered her eyes and started finding an excuse.
"Old Mr. Gong, Third Young Master, I, I just remembered I have something to attend to, so I won’t disturb your conversation."
The two turned to leave.
Gong Chen said coldly, "Sit down."
The two froze.
Fu Bin clenched his fist, turned around, and said, "Third Young Master, I admit I feel unwell because of this soup and wanted to leave, but I hope you can understand; my sister is still in the hospital."
Gong Chen lifted his eyes, staring at his face, whose emotions were fluctuating.
"Fu Bin, since you care so much for your sister, wouldn’t you want to know who sent someone to hit your sister?"
Fu Bin retorted, "It was Lin Zhiyi who hired someone to kill! The culprit has already confessed! Even if you’re protecting her, Third Young Master, you don’t have to be this blatant!"
"Is it? Then why did you send someone to kill Fu Xiuzhu?" Gong Chen asked directly.
"You... Third Young Master, I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
Fu Bin’s expression froze, denying it flatly.
Gong Chen shifted his gaze towards Fu Xiuzhu.
"You don’t know either?"
Fu Xiuzhu clenched her bag, "No idea. I don’t know him at all, let alone Fu Shu."
Gong Chen said coldly, "Did we ever mention that Fu Bin’s sister is called Fu Shu? Even online, they dare not mention the victim’s full name; how do you know it?"
"..."
Fu Xiuzhu’s shoulders trembled, unable to answer.
"Then do you recognize him?"
Gong Chen looked at the doorway where Chen Jin stood.
Chen Jin had someone bring in the motorbike man who had pursued Fu Xiuzhu.
Fu Bin looked at the motorbike man, deeply furrowing his brows.
Fu Xiuzhu dared not speak.
Gong Chen leaned back in his chair, his hands naturally rested on the armrests.
His dark eyes were intimidating.
"Since no one wants to speak, I’ll speak for you."
"When the police showed the woman’s photo to Fu Bin and Fu Shu, Fu Shu thought of starting with nail art; she had long connections with various wives, naturally knowing what was trendy among them recently, so finding a nail artist who could work with real diamonds and gemstones wasn’t hard."
"But you two sought out the hitman not for revenge but to dispose of him, so no one could prove Zhiyi’s innocence."
"Correct, Fu Bin?"
As Gong Chen spoke, his eyes were actually on Old Mr. Jiang.
Fu Bin did not have the capacity to send people to assassinate Fu Xiuzhu.
Fu Bin said nothing, unable to refute.
As for Fu Xiuzhu, her forehead was sweating coldly, steadying herself with the nearby cabinet.
Suddenly, the screen opposite the sofa lit up, showing footage of Fu Xiuzhu delivering money.
She thought she had performed well.
Until the screen clearly played out her every move, she realized just how out of place she was with those around her.
How did this happen?
Gong Chen asked, "Anything to explain? Best address it while everyone is here."

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