Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 343 Divorce Agreement

The moment Qin Shi appeared, the flashbulbs in the hall went off like lightning.

Madam Qin staggered forward a few steps, her expression one of intense emotion.

“Ah Shi!” Her voice trembled.

Cheng Fei, standing to the side, was also beaming with delight.

Madam Qin took a few steps and was taken aback when she heard Qin Shi's words.

Merging with Diqi?

Mrs. Qin has never inquired about Qin Qi's affairs.

But she also knew that Yan Lan had put in a lot of effort for Qin Qi's sake.

"Do you know how Lanlan got through this past month? She was pregnant and still had to personally revise the blueprints for the new car."

Madam Qin scolded.

Qin Shi turned around, his black suit gleaming coldly under the lights.

His gaze swept over his mother and finally landed on Yan Lan.

Those eyes, once brimming with tenderness, are now like a frozen lake, so indifferent it's chilling.

"Master Ou! What are your thoughts on the merger plan?"

"President Qin, is there something else going on with this plane crash?"

Reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, swarmed around Yan Lan and Qin Shi.

Madam Qin wanted to rush over to help, but Qin Shi stopped her.

Yan Lan and Qin Shi were only a few steps apart, but neither of them took those steps.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and gently stroked her abdomen with her fingers.

When she looked up at Qin Shi again, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Welcome back, Mr. Qin. I fully agree with the cooperation with Imperial Motors." Her voice was clear and melodious. "However..."

Following her gaze, William strode over with his Hurricane Capital team.

His iron-gray three-piece suit was impeccably tailored, and his gleaming leather shoes stomped silently on the carpet, yet exuded a sense of authority.

"In addition to the cooperation, Qin Auto will welcome new shareholders."

Yan Lan's voice was firm and resolute, "I have transferred all my personal shares in the automotive company to Hurricane Capital, and at the same time..."

She paused, looking directly at Qin Shi: "Based on the special rights granted to me by Old Master Qin before his death, I will also grant Hurricane Capital the veto power."

As Yan Lan uttered those words, Si Chu's gold-rimmed glasses slammed onto the desk in the government building.

He suddenly stood up, his sleeve sweeping over the coffee cup.

The brown liquid spread across the "Qinqi Equity Structure Diagram," resembling a layout that had suddenly collapsed.

“This is impossible…” His Adam’s apple bobbed violently. “When did she get involved with the hurricane…?”

After the press conference, twilight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the study at Yunhu Villa. Yan Lan sat quietly on the leather sofa, her pregnant belly showing a soft curve beneath her beige knitted dress.

Her fingertips unconsciously rubbed against the sofa armrest.

Qin Shi stood by the window, his back as straight as a pine tree. The setting sun gilded him with a golden edge, but it couldn't penetrate the shadows in his eyes.

"Thank you for saving me."

His voice was low and hoarse.

Yan Lan suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"During the surgery..."

Qin Shi turned around, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "I smelled your scent. And..." He gently tapped his temple with his long fingers, "I heard you call my name."

Outside the window, the last rays of the setting sun were swallowed up by the twilight.

The study fell silent, with only the sound of their breathing rising and falling.

In the lobby of Yunhu Villa, Qin Shengsheng nervously tossed her skirt.

"Mom, isn't it a good thing that my brother is back?" she asked softly.

Madam Qin did not answer. The silence in the study was more unsettling than any argument.

They've both been inside for an hour, and I don't know what they said.

Qin Shengsheng couldn't resist wanting to go inside, but was stopped by Madam Qin.

"Sheng Sheng, don't go." Madam Qin's voice carried a hint of imperceptible fatigue. She finally withdrew her gaze from the family photo and gently pressed her fingertips to her brow. "Some things, they need to explain to themselves."

At that moment, Qin Shi took out a divorce agreement from inside the room.

"Yan Lan," Qin Shi suddenly stopped, turned to look at her, his voice as calm as a deep pool, "Sign it."

He handed over the document; the words "Divorce Agreement" on the cover were particularly glaring under the corridor lights.

Yan Lan's gaze fell on the document, her eyelashes trembled, but she didn't take it. She looked up, her eyes meeting Qin Shi's, those almond-shaped eyes that once shone with starlight now seemed veiled in a thin mist: "Have you thought it through?"

"Hmm." Qin Shi's Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked away. "I've already outlined the property division, for you and the child..."

"I will take care of the child myself,"

Yan Lan interrupted him, her voice as soft as a feather, yet carrying an undeniable firmness, "As for the property, I've already taken it."

She wanted Qinqi and all the shares in the Qin family business.