Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 107: His Time for Chess

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: His Time for Chess

Looking at Zheng Rongxi today, it was clear she wouldn’t let this go. She took out a document, placed it on the table, and pushed it over, saying,

"Old Cheng, I’ve spent half my life with you, and now I’m halfway to the grave. You know better than I do how much I’ve given to you and how much my family has sacrificed. My ’bottom line’ is my daughter; she must not receive any less than what is hers."

Cheng Xiangheng glanced indifferently at the document on the table, "What’s this?"

Zheng Rongxi said, "It’s a company equity transfer agreement. I don’t care how much you’re biased toward Cheng Qiaobei, but you must sign this for Siluo today. Including my shares, only then will she hold more shares than Cheng Qiaobei and naturally have more say in the company."

Cheng Xiangheng frowned and stated an undeniable fact,

"Even if you let her hold more shares, can she maintain the company in the future? Such a large family business requires someone with strong capabilities and a business mindset."

Cheng Siluo was indignant, clenching her hands under the table. In her father’s eyes, she would never measure up to that bastard. Over the years, she had harbored dissatisfaction with Cheng Qiaobei both openly and secretly, and now they wanted to take what’s hers. Her father’s actions this time sparked the thought of driving Cheng Qiaobei completely out of the company.

Zheng Rongxi’s lips moved, wanting to refute but knew that Cheng Siluo really wasn’t cut out for it. Yet, even so, she couldn’t stand by and watch the company be handed over to a mistress’s child; it was the greatest humiliation to her.

She had fought with Ding Yuan for half her life, initially against Ding Yuan alone, who had given Cheng Xiangheng a son, and she had lost half. Now the two children were fighting, and seeing Siluo was no match for Cheng Qiaobei, she was about to lose half again.

Both mother and daughter had lost to the other side, and Zheng Rongxi couldn’t swallow this bitter pill. But as the saying goes, if she enters the game, who dares to make the first move?

Zheng Rongxi was betting everything to threaten Cheng Xiangheng.

But Zheng Rongxi forgot one thing; Ding Yuan left Danjiang willingly back then, and Cheng Qiaobei was now returning to Danjiang willingly.

When he was the pawn, who dared to fight?

Zheng Rongxi composed herself and returned to normal, saying, "Siluo is pregnant now and can’t manage the company, but isn’t Dongchen there to help?"

Sun Dongchen, whose name was mentioned, hurriedly chimed in, "Dad, Mom, whatever you need from me, I’ll give it my all."

Zheng Rongxi said, "See, with Dongchen ready to help, what else are you worried about?"

Cheng Xiangheng’s gaze grew deeper, his eyes holding an unresolvable darkness. The three people in front of him were cooperating to persuade him to sign. At this moment, kinship crumbled in the face of interests, also solidifying Cheng Xiangheng’s resolve not to be threatened.

He had dedicated his youth and dreams to the company to make Jade Jiali a globally renowned hotel chain.

In front of the three of them, Cheng Xiangheng tore up the documents and threw them into the trash can, saying imperatively,

"It’s important for a person to have self-awareness. The heights you think you can reach and the depths you think you can wade aren’t achievable just because you think so. Some people, with ten times the effort you give them, can only do five times the work. Others, with one-tenth the effort, can do a hundred times the work.

No matter how you see him, he can repay me a hundred times with just one-tenth the effort. I advise you, instead of fighting him, why not sit back and enjoy the benefits?

Do you understand what I mean?"

Cheng Siluo still wanted to fight for it, "Dad, Sun Dongchen and I will work hard to manage the company, please trust us."

Sun Dongchen also declared shamelessly, "Yes, Dad, in three years, Siluo and I will definitely take the company to the next level."

Zheng Rongxi closed her eyes, compared to that scoundrel’s child, the two in front of her really did not know how to advance or retreat.

Considering Cheng Siluo’s condition, Cheng Xiangheng gave his daughter a slight smile, "Siluo, listen to Dad. Dad’s arrangements won’t harm you."

At these words, a flash of unwillingness and anger passed through Zheng Rongxi’s eyes. Seeing the two beside her looking at her with a united gaze, she was angry with them for not striving, but couldn’t say anything further.

"Dongchen, take Siluo to rest. I’ll have a few more words with your dad."

"Okay, Mom." Sun Dongchen got up and helped her away.

As soon as the door closed, Zheng Rongxi put on a stern face, coldly saying, "Since you won’t sign, you should at least agree to the wedding, right?"

Cheng Xiangheng’s sharp gaze suddenly swept over her, making Zheng Rongxi’s heart shiver. But to not lose her ground, she calmly waited for his answer.

"As a father, what’s wrong with attending the son’s wedding?"

Zheng Rongxi knew he would say that, and she had already prepared a retort.

"On the outside, you only have Siluo as your child. Suddenly, this huge son pops up; aren’t you afraid it will affect the company’s reputation on a societal level?"

It sounded like she was thinking for him, for the company, but how could Cheng Xiangheng not see through her ulterior motives? She was clearly worried he would publicly promote Cheng Qiaobei as Jade Jiali’s successor.

"You still care about the company’s reputation?" Cheng Xiangheng asked back.

Zheng Rongxi choked, "...Of course I care."

Cheng Xiangheng said sinisterly, "If you cared, you wouldn’t have exposed her information back then."

Zheng Rongxi’s eyes shifted slightly, trying to maintain her composure though the panic in her heart was undeniable.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about." Zheng Rongxi lowered her eyes, avoiding any eye contact with him.

Cheng Xiangheng didn’t bother pursuing the matter further, "Years have passed since then. If I wanted to pursue it, I would have done so long ago. As for why I didn’t pursue it, you should thank your parents. Without them, perhaps when you exposed Ding Yuan’s information, we would have divorced."

Zheng Rongxi’s expression stiffened, questioning uncertainly,

"What are you saying? You want a divorce?"

Cheng Xiangheng slowly rose, going behind Zheng Rongxi, placing a hand on her shoulder and whispering in her ear,

"You heard me, without your parents back then, we would have divorced long ago. So, are you sure you want to push me to say it again?"

"..." Absolutely not possible!

Even if she had to hold onto this identity until death, Zheng Rongxi would never give way to Ding Yuan.

Thinking of the possibilities in the future, one day, Ding Yuan becoming the mistress of the Cheng Family, standing where she had once fought, filled Zheng Rongxi with rage, and she would never allow such a thing to happen.

Zheng Rongxi seemed to have lost her nerve, her shoulders sagging, "Old Cheng, after so many years of marriage, I only now realize how ruthless your heart is."

Cheng Xiangheng didn’t respond to her, instead leaving the room.

Over the years, he indeed made sure she never saw Ding Yuan again, but he also knew he had sent Ding Yuan to a more peaceful place.

When they were young, they thought chasing Ding Yuan away meant victory. But now, they suddenly realized that the more you try to hold onto something, the harder it is to grasp. She had clearly lost completely.

No one was without regrets; some simply refused to speak of them.

After arriving at the company, Cheng Xiangheng left a message for Cheng Qiaobei, telling him to solve the overseas hotel issue quickly and return to the country immediately.