Chapter 19 — Husband Announces Stepson as Heir, And I Reach Top 47 Global Assets

asked nonchalantly. It's like talking about a complete stranger.

“Yes, young lady.”

Uncle Tan replied respectfully.

“After seeing the DNA assessment.”

“He was overstimulated.”

“Got completely crazy.”

“Currently being treated in a mental hospital.”

“And the ownership of the other villa has also been revoked.”

“After the auction.”

“The amount is just enough to compensate for the public funds he once embezzled.”

I nodded slightly. Don't ask anything more. To me. Luc Thanh Vien has long since completely disappeared from this life. I raised my cup of tea. Take a small sip.

“What about An Nha and her mother?”

“Follow your instructions.”

Uncle Tan replied.

"The Legal Department has sued An Nha and her family for charges of misappropriation of official property and commercial fraud."

“The evidence is extremely complete.”

“At least their whole family will have to spend ten years in prison.”

“Also...”

He stopped slightly. Glance at me.

“And that child…”

My eyes are still on the chess board. Calm voice.

“Anyway, it's innocent.”

“I took it personally.”

“Set up a trust fund for it.”

“That amount of money is enough for him to live fully until adulthood.”

“It's enough to enjoy the best education.”

“Chu Dich has completed all the procedures.”

“Next week.”

“He will be sent to a boarding school in Australia.”

“From now on.”

“It will have a completely new identity.”

“A clean future.”

“It no longer has anything to do with anything from the past.”

Uncle Tan looked at me. His eyes were filled with joy and admiration. Act decisively. But still maintain kindness. That is the temperament that the heir of the On family should have.

“Eldest lady.”

“You did it right.”

Grandfather Wen Zhenbang sat next to him. Gently stroke his silver beard. Smiling with satisfaction.

“Want to embrace the future.”

“First we must cut off the past.”

“You did very well.”

I smiled. Say nothing. Then gently place the last piece in the middle of the board.

“You lost.”

On the chessboard. The black troops have surrounded the white army tightly. There is no longer any way to live. Just like the trap I set for Luc Thanh Vien. Right from the moment of deciding to divorce. Every step. It's all in my calculations. I understand his skepticism and arrogance. Knowing full well he will never believe I have the ability to take revenge. Know more. That "son". That is his biggest weakness. It is also the most fatal acupuncture point. I simply tightened the rope step by step. Little by little. Wait until he is most satisfied. The craziest. Then unleash the final killing blow. This chess game. I won cleanly. Win neatly. Don't leave any chance of overturning. From now on. In this world. There will no longer be Luc Thanh Vien of the past. There will also be no more Wen Qing. People who were willing to lower themselves to the dust of the earth because of love. Only Wen Zhi Ha remains. The person standing on top of the world. Quietly looking down at living beings. Like a queen. Unique. One year later. Luc Thi Moi Group. Now it should be called Summer Solstice Technology. Under the leadership of Wen Zhixia. The company has completely transformed. It is no longer a traditional enterprise that started out by outsourcing and cheap production. But with lightning speed. Summer Solstice Technology has completed the acquisition of Europe's Tinh Than Quang Khoa Group. Hold world leading chip technology. Market value of the company. In just one year. Has increased tenfold. Becoming a new force that cannot be underestimated in the global technology field. And the name On Tri Ha. It has also really resonated around the world. She no longer needed any aura from the clan. By herself. Already a legend. A living business myth. This is the first anniversary of the establishment of Summer Solstice Technology. The company does not hold lavish celebrations. Wen Tri Ha only had a brief online meeting with a few senior leaders. Refuse all social interactions. Returning to my old home on the outskirts of Beijing. She changed into her usual sharp suit. Wear a long, comfortable linen dress. Long hair falls naturally down the back. Sitting alone on the swing in the yard. Gently sway. The afternoon light lengthens her shadow on the ground. Uncle Tan brought a bowl of stewed bird's nest with rock sugar and prepared it himself. Slowly step forward.

“Eldest lady.”

“It's getting colder.”

“Put on more clothes.”

He gently placed the scarf on her shoulders. On Tri Ha smiled.

“Do you remember when I was little, I liked sitting on the swing here the most?”

Uncle Tan's eyes were full of love.

“You were more like a boy then.”

“Every day, I want to compete with the old man to see who can swing higher.”

On Tri Ha burst out laughing.

"That's right."

“Blink your eyes.”

“It's been many years.”

Her eyes turned to the distance. Bring some nostalgia. Uncle Tan was silent for a moment. Finally, I asked what I had kept in my heart for a long time.

“Eldest Miss...”

“Do you still hate him?”

He knows very well. Who is that person? On Tri Ha gently shook his head. The smile is very light. But it is true peace that comes from the bottom of the heart.

“No more regrets.”

“Once loved.”

“I also hated it.”

“But now.”

“Everything is no longer important.”

“For me now.”

“He's just a name.”

“A piece of the past.”

“Even the name doesn't count.”

“Just a small stone on the road of life.”

“A stone helps you learn how to grow up.”

She stood up from the swing. Go to the middle of the field. A hundred year old ginkgo tree is shining luxuriantly. Yellow leaves flutter in the afternoon breeze. Makes a pleasant rustling sound.

“Do you know?”

“There was a time when I thought.”

“Love is everything in life.”

“I used to think.”

“Just find someone you love and love you.”

“Build a family together.”

“That is the greatest happiness.”

She stopped slightly. Look at the yellow leaves blowing in the wind.

“I only realized later.”

“I was wrong.”

“A woman's happiness.”

“It should never be placed on any man's shoulders.”

“Only if you yourself have the ability to create things.”

“Master everything.”

“Only then can we truly have freedom.”

“And happy.”

She raised her hand. Catch a fallen ginkgo leaf. The yellow leaf lies in the palm of the hand. Like a butterfly about to take flight.

“On Qing is dead.”

“Died on the night of the tenth anniversary.”

“Rainy night.”

“Survivor.”

“It's Wen Zhixia.”

She turned around. Look at Uncle Tan. Also look at the inheritance that I will protect all my life. Those eyes were clear. And filled with unprecedented power.

“From today onwards.”

“My life.”

“It's up to you to decide.”

The dawn light gradually appeared on the horizon. Golden rays of sunlight covered the entire yard. Also illuminates the vast road ahead. The road to the top of the world. This world. It's her chess board. Is the only person in charge.