Tuesday, October 11
After arriving from Japan, Lily decided to go back to work on the next day. Because of her fake accident, Lily could not go to her office for two weeks, making her feel a little nostalgic when she arrived in her office. But this did not hinder her from her responsibilities.
Seeing Lily safe and sound instantly increased the mood of everyone in the FC Group. While some executives like Mr. Rossi insisted on celebrating her recovery, Lily thought it was only useless. She needed a lot of time to catch up with work and she wasn't really in an accident in the first place. In the end, the old man was helpless and could only give Lily some chocolates that she loved from Europe.
"Most of our shareholders sent a bunch of flowers this morning when they knew that you were coming." Yang Mi said. "They also sent a lot of cards, congratulating you from your recovery."
"Hmmm… send everyone a thank-you card." Lily said as she frowned. "Mr. Han is scheduled to attend Skyhigh Lights bidding next week?"
"Yes, President." Yang Mi answered, unperturbed by Lily's disinterest towards the people who sent her cards and gifts. This was not the first time that Lily received some cards and flowers and every time she would only asked Yang Mi to send a thank-you note to everyone.
"I will join him. Add it to my schedule for next week." Lily said as she rose from her seat. She grabbed her phone and then she let Yang Mi carry her laptop and other files. In less than five minutes, Lily had another meeting with the executives from the Harmony Isle led by Mr. Beau.
She then walked out of her office and walked towards the elevator that will led her to the conference room.
"The president is really hard working. She just got back from an accident and look at her now." One staff said after they watched Lily strutted out of the elevator with Yang Mi in tow.
" Of course! Do you think our company will succeed like this if we have a lazy president? Let me tell you… I have been working with the Facci for over ten years now. Before President Lily came, the Facci Group is not like this."
"I know! I heard that the President is even more strong willed than her grandmother." Another staff member answered.
"But isn't this because of her forcing everyone to sell their shares to her?" a condescending voice added. Making the staff looked at the tall woman who should be one of the secretaries under Head Secretary Yang. If they remember correctly, this woman should be called Miss Xi. One of President Lily's secretary.
"What do you mean forcing? The President is brilliant. If they can't defend themselves against our president's strategies, then it only means that they are weak. They do not deserve to handle a business!" the middle-aged woman held her head high. Pride apparent in her eyes as she sent a provocative glare at the secretary. What kind of Secretary would talk about their boss like that?
Contrary to Lily's busy schedule, Zhuo Jingren was feeling relaxed as he sat on his chair. He was reading some emails that his Vice President sent him, his hand silently drumming the table.
"President… Mr. Qin Chuan is here. Shall I let him in?" Secretary Go's respectful voice echoed, earning a nod from Zhuo Jingren. In less than a minute, Qin Chuan came inside. His face sullen, deep marks appearing in between his brows.
"You killed Qin Wuyang!" Qin Chuan spat out as he stood in front of Zhuo Jingren's table. "Why?"
His statement only earned a raised eyebrow from Zhuo Jingren. "I presume you prefer some coffee?" he ignored the latter's outburst before he gestured Secretary Go to get them some coffee.
"Why? Lily agreed not to kill him! Why did you have him drink a poison that made him suffer a lot before his death?" Qin Chuan gritted his teeth. His gaze was boring daggers at Zhuo Jingren. "All of his organs are damaged! Why?"
"Feel free to take a seat." Zhuo Jingren calmly responded as he gestured for him to take his seat.
"Stop playing games with me!" Qin Chuan hissed! "What do you think will Lily feel once she knows?"
"Oh… how do you know that she doesn't know?" Zhuo Jingren asked, amusement apparent in his eyes. His words instantly made Qin Chuan speechless. "Now… don't make me say it again."
Qin Chuan slowly balled his hand into a fist before he occupied the seat across Zhuo Jingren. His gaze contained a mixture of fear, anger and confusion. "Why kill him?" he tried his best to calm himself as he repeated his question.
"Why not?" Zhuo Jingren answered, his lips slowly curving up into an insidious smile. "Did you expect me to make a man who caused a lot of suffering towards my wife, survive and die of natural causes?" He chuckled.
"Stop being a hypocrite Qin Chuan. We both know what kind of pain that man made Lily and your son experienced. He might not have wielded the knife, but he was the one who manipulated everything. In football we call him the playmaker."
Qin Chuan stared at Zhuo Jingren's smile as he swallowed his nonexistent saliva. He remembered how Lily said she does not want Qin Chuan dead. Why would Zhuo Jingren do something that was against Lily's will? "What about Lily?" he asked.
"What about her?" Zhuo Jingren said as he eyed Secretary Go who was bringing two cups of coffee. The duo watched as Secretary Go put the coffee on the table and gave Zhuo Jingren a bow before leaving the office. "Do you think your daughter is dumb?" he asked.
"Seems like you have a lot of things to know about your daughter." Zhuo Jingren lifted his cup and took a sip at his coffee. "Lily is not dumb. She didn't asked questions because she understood why I did it. She knows… but she does not want to talk about it."
"How… how do you know that?"
"She is my wife Mr. Qin. My partner. She is an equal. She knows every little thing that I do." Zhuo Jingren said with a gentle smile on his face. It was as if… the man didn't just talk about murder just a few seconds ago.
For some reason, the fast shift in Zhuo Jingren's mood made Qin Chuan a little disconcerted. What kind of man would give a gentle smile while talking about murder and killing just a few seconds back?
"Lily does not approve of murder and killing people. But that does not mean that she will do something to stop it. Qin Wuyang's deeds are far too big to be forgiven." Zhuo Jingren added, his gaze was unto the swirling hues of black in his cup of coffee. "As someone who experienced the cruelty of the people who he manipulated… you should already know that, right?"
"Still, the man already suffered enough. He was dying of cancer. Plus, he never hurt us directly. True, he manipulated everything, but he was already regretting it. He could not see the extent of his machinations. He gave them the knife, but it wasn't his fault they use it to stab someone else."
"Fool." Zhuo Jingren uttered as coldness started to seep in his eyes. "Well… I won't judge you. We have different principles and I see no point in discussing people who is already dead."
"One thing is for sure though…" Zhuo Jingren made a deliberate pause as he shifted his gaze towards Qin Chuan. His gaze darkening before he continued, "I don't have the habit of giving knives to people. I am the type of person who would wield it firmly and stab them to death myself."