Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot! Chapter 1859 -: Persuasion

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“What?” Song Yu struggled to accept what she'd just heard. She pressed her lips together firmly. “How?”

“Why not? Without Su Yan's interference, my husband wouldn't have died, and our family would be incredibly wealthy!” Rage burned fiercely in Song Ling’s eyes, building up slowly. “My husband took his own life soon afterward. My son lost his mind after witnessing his father's suicide. The Lu family is to blame for every bit of this. I'm only reclaiming all that belongs to me from the Lu family.”

“How could this happen…” Song Yu whispered under her breath, suddenly struck by a realization. She stared at Song Ling in horror. “So you were behind kidnapping Sister all those years ago?”

“Naturally. I've lost the dearest people in my life. I want Su Yan to suffer the agony of losing her loved ones too. I planned for Qiao Nian to donate bone marrow to your sister, Song Man, which would kill Qiao Nian. Who knew that child would be so fortunate—she survived.”

“Such a shame.” Song Ling sighed regretfully as she finished speaking.

Song Yu remained stunned in her seat for what felt like ages.

Song Ling softly patted Song Yu’s hand. Noticing Song Yu snap out of her daze, she grinned and said, “That's the truth of it. We're blood relatives. I wouldn't deceive you. Trust me on this.”

“Aunt?” Song Yu’s voice shook, tears welling up in her eyes uncontrollably.

“Could it really be that they…”

“Absolutely, the Lu family is packed with deceivers. Su Yan promised, as a forensic expert, to help bury the whole matter, yet she stabbed us in the back right away.” Song Ling gazed at Song Yu with sorrow and murmured tenderly, “Once you departed from the Lu family, they turned their claws on you. That household is full of monsters wearing human skins.”

Song Yu dropped her eyes in despair.

Song Ling whispered gently, “Yu’er, we've got a scheme ready. Why not join us in…”

A massive shift had rocked An City.

Over the last half month, Lu Corporation's stock had plummeted repeatedly. Shareholders fled in droves. Whispers spread that the company was on the verge of new ownership.

The Lu family gathered at home, debating Lu Corporation's fate. Just then, a servant entered, announcing a visitor seeking an audience.

With Lu You abroad lately, Su Yan managed most family affairs. She directed the servants to bring the guest inside.

Dressed in a shimmering silver gown and towering heels, Song Ling glided in gracefully, flashing Su Yan a subtle smirk.

Song Yu and Auntie Cao trailed after Song Ling.

Song Ling surveyed the Lu residence with a scornful grin. “Su Yan, Lu Corporation belongs to me now. I've secured 40% of the shares. Your clan is bankrupt. Even this home is mine. Pack up and leave.” Su Yan eyed Song Ling and replied calmly with a smile, “So you're the one.”

“Who else? It's been me from the start.” Fearless now, Song Ling strode boldly toward Su Yan. “Over twenty years back, you refused to save my husband. Get on your knees and plead—maybe I'll spare you.”

Su Yan’s face stayed composed upon hearing Song Ling. “I've explained your husband's situation countless times. Surrender himself, and he'd receive mercy.”

“Easy words for you to say. It wasn't your husband facing jail. I came to you specifically back then, begging for a forged death certificate. Why refuse me? Now, I'll watch you grovel. Beg nicely, and you might survive. Refuse, and next year this date marks your death anniversary!” Song Ling sauntered to an empty couch, seated herself, and crossed her legs with poise. “Kneel!”

Song Yu waited submissively nearby. Her phone buzzed; she glanced at Song Ling on the sofa. With a nod from Song Ling, she grabbed her phone and stepped out.

Soon after Song Yu exited, Qiao Nian’s phone chimed. She leaned close to Su Yan’s ear, murmuring quietly.

Song Ling sneered at Qiao Nian’s sneaky move. “My biggest regret was sparing you back then. What's this? Planning to pull the whole Gu family into ruin with you?”

Gu Zhou stepped ahead, shielding Qiao Nian behind him as if to guard her.