The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 327

Chapter 327

Before Mr. Du passed away, although Mrs. Du didn't like Du Zian and often gave him a hard time behind his back, she was good at keeping up appearances and would at least take him along whenever they went out. Thus, the family’s “complete family album” still accumulated into a thick volume. Of course, Du Zian had burned his copy of the album long ago, and neither Mrs. Du nor Du Dashao had any fondness for him and had long since disposed of any photos including him. Only Du Xuan still kept his.

It was this album that Ling Chunann gifted to Du Zian. Coincidentally, the first page of the album contained the last photo of the three Du brothers with their father and Mrs. Du, taken in a scenic park not far from the Du residence. Mr. Du passed away unexpectedly the day after the photo was taken. In the photo, Mrs. Du, smiling, stood at the back holding Mr. Du’s arm. In the front, the three children: Du Yang with a sunny smile, Du Xuan expressionless with unfocused pupils, and young Du Zian, wearing an ill-fitting suit handed down from Du Yang, looking gloomily and darkly at the camera. Although there were no visible signs of his descent into darkness, there was a morbid air about him.

Flipping through this album was like reopening his own dark past, no wonder Du Zian was so agitated. Ling Chunann was quite satisfied with his reaction. “You’re welcome, third brother. If you like, I still have another copy.”

“No need for another, one is enough, thank you, second brother.” Du Zian's knuckles turned white as he gripped the album, his face beaming more brightly as he glanced at the time. “Second brother, the lawyer should be here, and the ball has started, I'm about to go on stage.” After adjusting his collar, he casually tossed the album to a nearby butler. Du Zian looked at Ling Chunann with an emotionless face, his heart full of malice, thinking, enjoy your moment of pride, it will only last so short.

Soon, Du Zian stood in front of the microphone, “Welcome everyone for gracing my coming-of-age celebration. I assume many here have barely seen me before. Let me introduce myself. My name is Du Zian...”

Du Zian spoke effortlessly, and his words were quite pleasant. After his speech, it was hard to tell he had experienced such a life in the Du family, exuding a noble demeanor.

His speech was brief, ending in five minutes. He then stepped aside, allowing the middle-aged man behind him to approach the microphone.

“Good evening everyone, my name is Zeng Yongcheng, and I am Mr. Du Zhenguo's personal lawyer. I am here today on behalf of Mr. Du Zhenguo’s will.”

This announcement stirred the hall, which had been quiet until then.

From the moment Ling Chunann arrived, he had attracted many glances. In the public’s view, the usually dominant Mrs. Du had long become the actual head of the Du Corporation. Now that Ling Chunann was her only remaining son, the inheritance naturally seemed his to claim. However, the sudden emergence of this talented third young master, who also seemed to have made an alliance with the Xiao family’s young princess, still made shares seem more substantial. Today, as Du Zian grandly hosted his birthday celebration, with the second young master attending, it appeared he was ready to challenge the newcomer. Although Ling Chunann seemed genuinely hurt, the crowd did not miss the imposing man behind him, whose exact identity was unclear but definitely significant.

The veteran business figures present could sense the odd atmosphere between the Du brothers; their relationship was far from friendly.

However, despite this, many still favored Ling Chunann. Although there were plenty of rumors about the Du family, they believed in Ling Chunann’s victory, knowing well how much Mr. Du Zhenguo doted on his second wife. Thus, it seemed only natural he would leave the company to Mrs. Du.

But now, the young master had even brought a lawyer, specifically Mr. Du Zhenguo’s former personal lawyer—had there been a change of plans? Looking at Du Zian on stage and then at Ling Chunann, the crowd’s minds were suddenly very active.

Zeng Yongcheng was undisturbed by the murmurs, continuing, “Before his death, Mr. Du Zhenguo drafted a will, bequeathing his properties, including several real estates and thirty million in cash to An Ruoping and her two sons. Furthermore, 67% of the Du Corporation shares and all his funds will be transferred to Du Zian on his eighteenth birthday.”

As he spoke, Zeng Yongcheng opened his folder and took out the transfer contract, “Mr. Du Zian, please sign here.”

The audience was stunned by this outcome

; they had never imagined Mr. Du Zhenguo would leave almost all his fortune to this relatively unknown son. Yet, no one objected, as the principal party was present. Their looks towards Ling Chunann suddenly filled with sympathy.

Du Zian stepped forward, took the pen, and swiftly signed his name. Then, holding his portion of the contract, he gave Ling Chunann a veiled look, and began his speech, “Here, I must first thank my father for trusting me with the company, which I will surely develop well. Speaking of which, I also want to ask my uncles and aunts here to look out for a young relative.”

He smiled shyly at the audience, maintaining a respectful demeanor yet not appearing sycophantic, earning him even higher regard.

“Then, I want to thank my stepmother and elder brother, especially my second brother. Everyone knows my second brother is a violin genius, and I've always been a fan of his. Now that he has been in a car accident and may never return to the music scene, I deeply regret this. I hope my brother can get back on his feet. I just took over the company and still have much to learn. I really hope my brother can join the company and work together with me. Rest assured, as long as I have a bite to eat, you will not go hungry.”

Most of the audience couldn't help but look at Ling Chunann’s expression, but disappointingly, he didn’t even glance at the stage, seemingly not hearing Du Zian’s speech at all, instead idly playing with the hand of the man beside him, looking somewhat drowsy.

The crowd was stunned: even after such a public challenge, the second young master showed no reaction; was he too confident or did he have other support?

Du Zian also noticed Ling Chunann’s demeanor. He chuckled inwardly, but his face grew even more friendly and concerned, “I’m sorry, second brother. I know you blame me for not taking care of mom and elder brother, but I really don’t know where they went. I’ve already hired the most famous detective in the country to find them. What I just said is true, you must believe me…”

At that moment, Xiao Jingyi interrupted Du Zian, pointing at Ling Chunann and scolding, “How can you be so ungrateful? When someone is willing to support you unconditionally, you don’t even thank them, not even a glance!”

Ling Chunann was unconcerned by the weird looks from the crowd. His persona was never focused on the business world, but since Du Zian was provoking him, he didn’t mind stirring things up a bit now. He then let go of the hand he was holding and glanced briefly at the still-talking Xiao Jingyi.

“You're a cripple…” Xiao Jingyi’s voice abruptly stopped as she realized the man who had been standing beside Ling Chunann was now in front of her, his hand clutching her throat, looking at her as if she were dead. She had been several meters away from him; how had he suddenly gotten so close?

Looking into his eyes, Xiao Jingyi was both shocked and terrified, unable to muster any resistance. Her face gradually turned purplish red from the lack of oxygen, looking fierce and ghastly, a far cry from her usual beauty.

He had no intention of sparing her feelings; in fact, if Ling Chunann hadn’t specifically warned him not to kill anyone today, she would have been obliterated the moment she spoke those words. Instead, he was now slowly frightening her, and that little bug on stage, looking at Du Zian with murderous intent. If his darling hadn’t said he still had uses and to not touch him, he would have personally crushed his limbs, ensuring he could never recover.

Under his gaze, Du Zian stiffened, daring not to move, sensing that if he did, his fate would not be as light as the last car accident.

A demon, he truly was a demon!

After a while, as Xiao Jingyi was about to collapse, Du Zian was nearly terrified into wetting himself, Ling Chunann casually said, “Alright, let’s go back.”

At his words, he flung the woman in his hand away like a bug and turned back to Ling Chunann, pushing him towards the exit.

The sudden turn of events left the crowd stunned. They looked at each other, finally, it was Butler Chen who first went to check on Xiao Jingyi, “She’s just fainted.” He then looked at the pale-faced Du Zian, “Young master, should we call the police?”

Du Zian: “Call... nevermind, just get Dr. Zhang, take Xiao Jingyi upstairs to rest.”

With the Xiao family’s daughter injured, the banquet naturally could no longer continue. The guests began to leave one by one.

Soon, the entire first floor was left with only Du Zian. His previously composed

 expression suddenly twisted into a grimace as he fiercely smashed the cup in front of him, his grip crumpling the contract in his hand, his eyes reddened as he yelled at the demon who had just stepped out, “Why didn’t you come out earlier?!”

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