Nirvana Heiress: Reborn and Returning to Stir Up a Storm

Chapter 616 Old Case, New Perspective

The news of Lin Yun being wanted continued to ferment, trending on social media for two whole days. Lin Chuyue's statement at the press conference, "This is the first and last time in my life that I speak up for Lin Zhengguo," sparked heated discussions. Lin Zhengguo was taken away to assist in the investigation, and the stock price of Xingyun Group continued to decline. Several vice chairmen even secretly contacted Lin Chuyue, expressing their inclination to "support you if you are willing to take over as president."

Just when public opinion seemed to be overwhelmingly in favor of Lin Chuyue, an anonymous revelation suddenly appeared on a financial self-media account.

"Lin Chuyue's true identity is not a descendant of the Shen family, but an abandoned baby that Shen Fang brought back from England."

Within minutes, the comments section exploded.

"Holy crap, what new gossip is this?!"

"When did Shen Fang go to England?"

"Wasn't she supposed to be the true daughter of the Shen family? How did she become an abandoned baby?"

"Do you have any pictures? Where's the evidence?"

Lin Chuyue sat in the conference room of Vision Capital, calmly reading through the entire exposé, her face showing no surprise whatsoever. Chen Yulan, sitting opposite her, however, had a livid face and angrily exclaimed, "It's Shen Yan! He finally couldn't hide it anymore!"

"Why is he making a move now?" Lin Chuyue asked.

"He wants to pull you down from your position as a 'Shen family bloodline' before you can gain a firm footing."

"In other words, he has now... returned to China."

Chen Yulan's gaze turned cold: "Not only have you returned, but you have also contacted several senior members of the Shen family's board of directors. They think you are too young and are unwilling to listen to your commands. Shen Yanyan is most likely planning to rebuild the old Shen family."

"Unfortunately, he underestimated me." Lin Chuyue smiled lightly, her eyes sharp.

Almost simultaneously, Li Zhanchuan's text message arrived: "Shen Yan will be at the old Shen residence at seven o'clock tonight to meet with an old minister of the Shen family. My people have already taken notice. Do you want to come?"

Lin Chuyue paused, then replied, "I'll go myself."

……

As night fell, the old Shen residence was brightly lit, but instead of making a big fuss about rebuilding it, it adopted a "low-key return" attitude.

Li Zhanchuan stood by the car and opened the door for Lin Chuyue. The moment she stepped out of the car, it was as if the true mistress of this long-forgotten mansion had returned.

In the hall, Shen Yanyan sat in the central seat, wearing an exquisitely tailored dark gray suit. His features were striking, and his demeanor was elegant, clearly indicating that he had been living a good life abroad in recent years.

Upon seeing Lin Chuyue enter, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, before he smiled and said, "A-Yue, it's been a long time."

Lin Chuyue's expression was cold: "Shen Yan, do you think you can pry me out of the Shen family with just an anonymous leak?"

Shen Yan raised an eyebrow: "I just want everyone to know that you are not Shen Fang's biological daughter. As the heir, the truth must be distinguished."

"Whether I am her biological daughter or not is not important." Lin Chuyue walked up to him, her gaze sharp. "I am the successor personally chosen by Shen Fang, and the only person she trusted in the final stage of her life."

“She once trusted me too.” Shen Yan’s eyes were slightly cold. “But you took away her last moments, and you also took away my chance to stay in this family.”

"You chose to go abroad and cut off all contact," Chen Yulan sneered. "Where were you when your mother was critically ill? Shen Fang waited for you by your bedside for three whole days, and finally closed her eyes in disappointment!"

Shen Yanyan's expression remained calm: "I'm not coming back because I know that in the end, she won't choose me."

The air fell silent for a moment.

Lin Chuyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a low voice, "You hate her, and you hate me too."

"I'm just here to take back what's rightfully mine." Shen Yan stood up, looking intently at her. "Including the Shen family, and also... you."

Lin Chuyue's expression changed drastically.

He took a step closer, his voice low and hoarse: "If Shen Fang hadn't died, perhaps I wouldn't have returned to the country. But now that she's dead, I can't allow the Shen family to fall into the hands of an adopted daughter."

“You’re not here to inherit the family business,” Li Zhanchuan stepped forward, staring coldly at him, “you’re here to ruin her.”

Shen Yan looked at Li Zhanchuan: "And you? What right do you have to stand beside her? You're nothing but an illegitimate son banished by his own father."

In an instant, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Li Zhanchuan smiled coldly: "At least I won't be like you, betraying my mother and living a miserable life overseas by selling intelligence."

Lin Chuyue stepped forward slowly: "I already have people investigating how many dirty deals you've made during your years in England. If you dare to touch anything belonging to the Shen family again, I will have you deported within 48 hours of entering the country."

Shen Yan's eyes darkened, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

But the next second, a gun bolt rang out.

"Let her go."

Li Zhanchuan's pistol was firmly pointed at his forehead.

Shen Yan released his grip, his smile indifferent: "It seems I should reassess your strength."

“Perhaps you can start afresh,” Lin Chuyue said calmly, “but you will have to pay the price.”

"Well then, we'll see."

……

At 10 p.m. that night, Lin Chuyue returned to the Yuanjing Villa and received a call from Chen Yulan while taking a shower.

"I've discovered something. Shen Fang left behind a secret safe deposit box record, which will only be automatically sent out three months after her death."

Lin Chuyue's heart skipped a beat: "What are the contents?"

"Based on the clues, that secret record may involve the Shen family's financial secrets over the past twenty years... and even why Shen Fang chose you back then."

Lin Chuyue gripped the bath towel tightly, her gaze icy: "I understand. I will be prepared."

The rain outside the window is getting heavier, and an old game is being completely torn apart, while the real contest has only just begun.

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