Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The next morning, an emergency board meeting was held at Han Biotech.

Dressed in a sharp white suit, I took the seat that had once belonged to my grandfather.

The conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was staring at me as if I were a predator newly released from its cage.

My father sat next to the head of the table, his expression as dark as a sky before a storm.

Lin Manqing and Tang Ruoqi were absent, but Qi Shuheng was there, representing the Qi Family’s investment interests.

He looked at me with a complex gaze-a mix of annoyance, wariness, and a trace of suppressed resentment.

He probably hadn’t expected me to actually make it back alive.

As soon as the meeting began, my father launched his attack.

“I propose that until Han Sui’an officially completes a third-party psychiatric evaluation, her rights as a shareholder be suspended.”

Several directors immediately chimed in.

“Agreed. The company cannot take such a risk.”

“Clinical approvals are at a critical stage. We can’t leave things in the hands of someone who is emotionally unstable.”

“President Han has a point.”

I didn’t rush to argue. Instead, I opened the file in front of me, turned to page seven, and read out a string of numbers.

“Last September, Han Biotech transferred eighty-six million in ‘consulting fees’ to Kangning Hospital through three shell companies.”

The room fell silent.

I flipped another page.

“In November of the year before last, a Han Group overseas subsidiary paid one hundred and thirty million to an account linked to the Linchuan Project under the guise of equipment procurement. To this day, that equipment has never entered our inventory.”

The faces of the directors who had been so vocal moments ago began to turn pale.

I closed the file and looked up at them.

“You’re worried that putting the company in my hands is a risk? Then let me ask you first: is it a risk for you all to take the Han Family’s money while working for someone else?”

No one spoke.

My father slammed his hand on the table. “Han Sui’an! This is a board meeting, not a place for you to throw a tantrum!”

“Exactly,” I said, looking at him calmly. “That’s why I’m sitting here going over the books with you, instead of letting you drug me and drag me away like you did three years ago.”

The air in the room completely froze.

Finally, the eldest director stepped in to mediate.

He proposed giving me seventy-two hours.

If I could prove within seventy-two hours that there were indeed issues with the Linchuan Project and provide leads on the hidden ledgers, they would recognize my right to take over decision-making power according to the will.

If I couldn’t, I would have to undergo an independent psychiatric evaluation.

I agreed.

After the meeting, Qi Shuheng intercepted me.

He stood by the elevator in the parking garage, his voice low. “Sui’an, let’s end this here. Give up the will, and I can compensate you. Houses, shares, cash-whatever you want.”

“What could you possibly give me as compensation?” I asked.

“I can give you everything you ask for.”

“Including the three years of my life that were destroyed?”

He fell silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist.

“Don’t push me. You should know that no one is truly on your side right now. Whether it’s the Han Family or the Qi Family, everyone sees you as nothing more than an unstable liability. If you’d just behave, I can still ensure you live a dignified life.”

I looked down at his hand, suddenly remembering the same gentle expression he wore three years ago when he handed me that medicine.

I raised my leg and kicked him hard in the knee.

Qi Shuheng let out a muffled groan of pain and released his grip.

I straightened my cuffs and said flatly, “You people always love to frame my destruction as ‘dignity.'”

“Qi Shuheng, this time, I’ll earn my own dignity.”

With that, I turned to leave.

But before I reached my car, Li Baiyan’s phone rang.

After listening to the call, his expression changed for the first time.

“Ward 0719 at Kangning Hospital. Someone broke in this morning and cleared out the entire ward’s filing cabinets.”

I looked up slowly.

So, they had remembered Ward 0719 after all.

And in that room, there must have been something hidden that I never knew about.