The Unknown God of War

On the way from the hospital to the Yun Group, Yun Muqing was worried about what would happen.

She had a premonition that Yun Xiaoyue and Yun Jiaqiang were devising a plot to remove her from the company, but she did not expect it to happen so quickly and suddenly.

"I've just landed the deal with the Chamber of Commerce, and now you all can't wait for me to leave?" Yun Muqing mumbled to herself and smirked self-deprecatingly. "I thought you would've considered me as your relative, and I thought you'd recognize me for all the hard work I've put in…"

It turned out she had been a fool for trusting them. They had discarded her so mercilessly after she outlived her usefulness.

Yun Muqing stared into the bright sun. Chu Feng's stern yet gentle face appeared in her mind once more.

"Maybe he's the only one who cares for me and loves me. Maybe, he…"

Yun Muqing felt a twinge in her nose. Suddenly, she felt extremely sad and dejected. She wanted to find a shoulder to cry on.

She took her phone and dialed Chu Feng's number. However, she hesitated to press the call button.

He had already done so much for her, and she could not bring himself to trouble him again.

"You can do it, Yun Muqing!" she cheered herself on, wiped the tears from her eyes, puffed up her chest, and strode confidently into the Yun Group building.

No matter how Yun Jiaqiang or Yun Xiaoyue treated her, she knew there was nothing for her to be guilty about.

About twenty well-dressed people were gathered in the conference room on the top floor. Yun Xiaoyue and her father seemed to be the ringleaders.

That was almost all the shareholders of Yun Group. Most of them were relatives of the Yun family, and they waited impatiently for Yun Muqing to show up. They did not contribute to the company, yet they regularly squandered their company dividends on alcohol and women.

Yun Group might seem like a mighty and impenetrable ship, but it was a matter of time before the rot from within caused it to sink.

Yun Muqing pushed the door open. The attendees who were chatting happily instantly turned their heads toward her with accusatory gazes.

"Muqing, don't you know it's the shareholders' general meeting today? As the executive director of the company, you should have arrived early for preparations. Do you think you're fit to be a leader if you're half an hour late?"

Yun Xiaoyue slammed the table and fired the first volley.

She was sitting in Yun Muqing's director's seat. Dressed in Givenchy office wear, she looked like a successful businesswoman.

"That's why the company has been declining for the past few months! How are we going to succeed if we have a leader like you?"