Initially, Li Huan's entry into Future Technology did not attract much attention. But who could have imagined that a few days later, news that would shake the entire Future Technology would spread like wildfire.
Because the president of Future Technology, Li Cunyao, suddenly announced – Li Huan was his son.
As for Li Huan’s mother, Li Cunyao did not make it public.
Even so, Li Huan, due to his change in status, became the young master of Future Technology.
And Zhou Ting, a person like that, never appeared in the public eye.
...
"Command! Command! Command!"
Li Huan seemed to have descended into madness, repeating the word incessantly, as if possessed.
At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, "Since childhood! Besides commanding me! What else have you done!"
"When I was in third grade, you commanded me to get full marks in all subjects! In the end, because of a small mistake of mine, I lost one point!"
At this point, Li Huan pointed to a scar on his left arm. Because it had been a long time, the scar had slowly faded.
But it was still evident that on his arm, there was a purple mark.
"Look! This is the lesson you taught me with boiling water back then!"
"And here!"
Li Huan took off the short-sleeved shirt he was wearing, revealing a network of visible scars on his skin.
He pointed to his left chest, where there were traces of stitches, and sneered, "This is the punishment I received for failing to complete your command when I participated in the math competition!"
"Here..."
"And here..."
"..."
Li Huan looked at the scars on his body, enumerating them one by one. Each one was a product of "lessons" and "punishments."
Zhou Ting, looking at the ghastly wounds on Li Huan's body, showed no guilt or self-blame. Instead, she berated him, "That's right! These were all left by me! But you must understand, I did this all for your own good!"
"For my own good! Ha... Hahaha!" Li Huan gave a bitter laugh. "For... my own good! What a convenient excuse!"
For your own good!
Li Huan had said this to Yan Yinluo before! And now! The recipient had changed to Li Huan.
"Li Huan! Don't you forget! If it weren't for me! Do you think you could have reached the position of Vice President of Future Technology? Could you?"
At this moment, Zhou Ting's tone suddenly softened, and she said gently, "Huan'er! As long as you obey, listen to me in everything! I promise you! Whether it's the position of President of Future Technology, or the entire Future Technology, it will all be within your grasp!"
"Oh, and! Don't you want Yan Yinluo to be your woman? I'll help you with that too!" Zhou Ting said with a smile. "As long as you listen to me, I can give you anything!"
Upon hearing this, Li Huan's expression twisted again, and then he revealed a sinister smile:
"Alright! I'll listen to you in everything!"
After speaking, Li Huan suddenly produced a dagger in his hand and walked towards Zhou Ting step by step.
"You... What are you doing?"
Seeing the cold glint reflected from the dagger, Zhou Ting's affectionate smile instantly vanished. Her pupils narrowed to pinpricks, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"Don't worry! Aren't I doing exactly as you said?"
Li Huan walked closer and held the dagger in front of Zhou Ting. The icy white light reflected from the blade froze Zhou Ting completely.
What was Li Huan planning to do?
Could it be that he was going to...
"I know! You hate Li Cunyao! And you despise the Li clan!" He licked the cold blade with his tongue and said with a maniacal laugh, "Coincidentally! I hate them too! I resent them! I am also unwilling!"
"So! Everything you want to do! I will help you accomplish it along the way!"
Then, Li Huan took out a piece of white paper covered with writing from the pocket on his pants and said, "Look! Do these words look familiar?"
As Zhou Ting read the content of the words, her eyes first showed terror, then despair, and finally settled into a void of death.
Because, on that piece of paper, was Zhou Ting's suicide note.
And the handwriting was exactly like hers.
In this suicide note, Zhou Ting confessed that the photos and audio of Yan Yinluo currently circulating online were maliciously taken and uploaded by her.
It also explained the origin of these images and audio.
Her motive for doing so stemmed from the termination of her contract with Yan Yinluo, and she simply wanted to take revenge on Yan Yinluo.
At the end of the suicide note, it also explained the reason for her leaving this note.
Simply put, Li Huan had unintentionally discovered her actions and was preparing to expose them. Upon learning this, Zhou Ting, under the dual blow of psychological pressure and guilt, ultimately chose to commit suicide as an apology to Yan Yinluo.
Furthermore, she also wanted to use this suicide note to clear Yan Yinluo's name.
Among these, the suicide note also emphasized one detail: that Li Huan had advised Zhou Ting to surrender.
This section undoubtedly highlighted Li Huan's... importance in this entire affair.
After reading the suicide note, Zhou Ting realized that in Li Huan's grand scheme, she had long been treated as a pawn.
She could imagine how the public's perception would be reversed once this suicide note came to light.
She would become a despised, wicked woman.
Yan Yinluo would be able to clear her name.
And Li Huan, naturally, would become the praised hero who saved Yan Yinluo from distress.
"My dear mother! I am now following the path you paved for me!"
Li Huan slowly moved the dagger downwards, reaching the position of Zhou Ting's heart, and said, "Once I obtain Yinluo! The Yan family behind her will also be at my disposal! At that time! I will, along with your wishes, gradually take revenge on Li Cunyao and the Li clan."
"So! You can... rest in peace!"
Li Huan tightened his grip on the dagger and slowly began to push it forward, his eyes filled with madness.
"Ah!"
As the dagger pierced Zhou Ting's skin, blood began to spread.
Zhou Ting could not help but let out a muffled groan.
But she grit her teeth, enduring the pain brought by the dagger.
At this moment, Zhou Ting's expression was calm, as if she had accepted everything.
"Good! Very... good!"
Zhou Ting saw her son standing close and tried to reach out and gently caress his cheek.
But her hands were bound and she could not break free.
"Huan'er! You... you did very well! Cough... cough!" At this moment, blood began to seep from Zhou Ting's mouth, and the color drained from her face. She opened her shriveled lips with great effort and said, "I... my child... you... you must remember! Cough... cough! No... no matter what... no matter when, you... you can only rely on yourself!"
Gradually, the light in Zhou Ting's eyes began to fade, and her hands slowly drooped.
"Also... I'm... sorry..."
Finally, Zhou Ting closed her eyes with an unspoken word on her lips.