Han Xue was furious when she learned that Zhang Yu was resigning and planning to become a full-time housewife. She tried to find Lin Yu, but he was in a meeting, and despite her frantic calls, she couldn’t reach him.

With the temper of a spoiled young lady, Han Xue stormed over to Zhang Yu’s desk. "Zhang Yu, you’re quitting?"

Zhang Yu responded calmly, "Yes, the boss has already signed off on it."

Being careful, she turned on the recording function on her phone. Hee hee, money’s coming, money’s coming, so happy, truly happy.

"You’re planning to go back and let Lin Yu support you? How do you have the nerve for that?" Han Xue’s face turned green with anger. This woman wasn’t working; was she not planning to get a divorce?

"Weren’t you going to divorce Lin Yu?" Han Xue had thought that her marriage to Lin Yu was a done deal, only to find that everything had changed overnight.

What? Everyone was stunned, "Zhang Yu is going to divorce Lin Yu?"

"No way, who initiated the divorce?"

"Do you even need to ask?" A colleague thought the person asking was really stupid, "Of course it was Lin Yu."

"That’s right, with someone like Sister Zhang..." Even though they were in the same department and Zhang Yu had helped colleagues before, in their eyes, it’s obviously better to curry favor with Lin Yu.

Looking at colleagues who were hitting her when she was down, Zhang Yu felt it was really not worth it for the original owner. Among the colleagues present, who hadn’t she helped? Yet now that she had a problem, not one of them stepped forward to support her even a little.

It’s really not worth it, but it doesn’t matter. After all, she’s about to resign and never see these people again.

"Does my divorce have anything to do with you?" Zhang Yu asked, chuckling, "May I ask, Miss Han, in what capacity are you questioning me?"

"Whether we divorce is between Lin Yu and me. Even the leaders and elders can’t interfere."

"Tell me, in what capacity are you questioning me," Zhang Yu snorted coldly.

"You, you..." Han Xue really had no way to question her. Although many people knew she was with Lin Yu, she absolutely couldn’t admit to their relationship.

"I just can’t stand it."

"Look at your figure..." Han Xue cursed Zhang Yu viciously.

Zhang Yu looked at her with a smile, not at all as furious as Han Xue expected. The calmer Zhang Yu was, the more infuriated Han Xue became, and her words grew increasingly excessive and sharp.

Many colleagues overheard this and, despite wanting to cozy up to Lin Yu and Han Xue, couldn’t help but furrow their brows at Han Xue’s words.

Zhang Yu glanced at the recording time, feeling elated. It had already been more than twenty minutes. Hee hee hee, she should ask Lin Yu for money.

At least ten grand, or maybe be auspicious and ask for 188,888.88 yuan. Everyone gets rich.

Of course, if someone continues to curse, the price has to go up. After all, more onlookers mean more damage to her—asking for more mental distress compensation shouldn’t be an issue, right?

Thinking about the money flying her way, Zhang Yu felt ecstatic, while Han Xue grew even more depressed, her words turning to personal attacks.

Zhang Yu couldn’t bear it anymore. "Han Xue, Miss Han, I just want to know if Mr. Han knows about your conduct."

"I know Miss Han Xue, your past ’achievements’, having been a mistress several times and always acting arrogant. I used to wonder if the rumors were too much. Turns out, they were understated."

"You truly are an arrogant mistress..."

Even though Han Xue herself had been a mistress, hearing Zhang Yu repeatedly mention it infuriated her to the point she struck Zhang Yu several times.

Everyone was stunned, looking at her in astonishment.

God, Zhang Yu knew her words would definitely anger Han Xue but hadn’t expected the woman was such a madman, going straight to slapping her.

"Han Xue, you actually hit me," Zhang Yu shouted.

"I hit you, so what? Do I need a reason to hit you?" Han Xue arrogantly retorted, "Zhang Yu, I’m telling you, divorce Lin Yu quickly, or else you’ll find out that these slaps are just an appetizer."

Looking at the pitiful Zhang Yu, everyone couldn’t help but feel a strange sympathy, too tragic.

Damn, she really is crazy, but it’s good, showing that this person really can’t be provoked. Things progressed very smoothly.

She hadn’t met Mr. Han nor interacted with the Han family, but from Zhang Qiang and Han Yu’s words, she knew the Han Family people were deep and reserved.

And then there’s Han Xue, such a madwoman.

"What are you all doing?" An angry male voice piped up.

Hearing this, the crowd cleared a path, and Zhang Yu saw people from headquarters, the branch company’s president, and, of course, Lin Yu.

Oh, as his rival, of course, they wouldn’t miss this show.

Due to the presence of headquarters and branch leaders, those involved couldn’t smile, or they’d literally laugh to death.

Right now is the most critical time for promotion. To get to this point, everyone is capable, having generated significant profits and contributions for the company. Now, it’s all about backing and hoping the opponents make errors.

Ever since Lin Yu and Han Xue got together, they’ve viewed Lin Yu as the biggest rival. After all, Lin Yu has capability, and while Zhang Yu’s parents are retired, as alumni from the winter entrance class, many old friends occupy high positions in the finance world.

But who would’ve thought Han Xue and Zhang Yu would have a falling out, and at such a perfect time, just as the people from headquarters were here for an inspection, delightful.

The Han family holds a considerable status in the financial world, but as high as it is, they still have rivals, like those visiting from headquarters this time, who don’t get along with the Han Family and hold significant positions themselves.

Lin Yu would love to pass out from anger—damn it, how did this happen?

So many opportunities to quarrel, to fight, but why choose today, why now? It’s doomed, how did it come to this?

With the leadership having spoken, no one dared make a sound, and now, they truly regretted it. Why did they have to crowd around and, moreover, stand so close? Why couldn’t they maintain some distance?

Zhang Yu stood up and, of course, turned off the recording, neatly explaining the events, "There are surveillance cameras in the public office area; you can check the footage."

"Of course, I also know that Han Xue is part of the Han family. If the company leaders want to cover for her, there’s nothing I can do." Zhang Yu straightened her back.

"Rest assured." Xie Zhenxuan, from the company headquarters, was genuinely pleased. He hadn’t expected that a business trip here would yield such a pleasant surprise. "Go check the surveillance."

Han Xue had always been arrogant. Did she not know there was no surveillance in the company’s office area? Of course, she knew, but she proceeded anyway. She knew that even if the surveillance captured something, it could be erased with a word.

However, this time she ran into a wall. Han Xue knew the surveillance couldn’t be leaked, so she invoked Mr. Han’s name, "I think the surveillance isn’t working well today."