Chapter 204: Hope Has Come

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“It was just two security guards…” Fang Liguo didn’t want to discuss the matter any further.

In that moment, he grasped the true meaning of being cornered by circumstances. Sitting despondently on the sofa, he muttered in a subdued tone, “Today is already the last day. Once midnight strikes, the three-day deadline will expire.”

“I don’t believe that d*mn… girl. She really dares to expose Jiayi’s plagiarism tonight!”

“Sigh…” Fang Liguo refrained from further commentary, letting out a sigh instead. He knew Fang Yuan’s character all too well—she would undoubtedly carry out her threat when the time came.

At 9 PM, Fang Liguo’s villa and shop remained unsold…

Master Qingyin’s lawyer called. “Mr. Fang, if we haven’t received your compensation before midnight, we will proceed as previously communicated and publicly announce that your daughter plagiarized Master Qingyin’s work.”

“No, give me more time. I can’t sell the houses and shops. That’s not my reason…”

“You have three more hours,” Qingyin’s lawyer stated before abruptly ending the call.

Fang Liguo felt an overwhelming sense of urgency. Despite three days of efforts, he hadn’t managed to sell the properties. How could he achieve that in three hours, especially at 9 pm? Who would purchase a house at night and pay in full?

He swiftly contacted the agent. “What’s going on? Why can’t it be sold?”

“Mr. Fang, we’re uncertain. Perhaps the price is too high? Additionally, you insisted on the full amount…”

Considering the multitude of shops and villas, affordability became a significant hurdle for potential buyers.

“What are we waiting for then? Lower the price. Regardless, we must sell it before the clock strikes zero!”

Fang Liguo hung up and checked the time—10:30,11:00…

Song Ling and Fang Jiayi sat on the sofa, barely daring to breathe. Yet, there was still no word from the agent.

Fang Jiayi clutched the corner of Song Ling’s clothes, her body trembling in fear. She asked softly, “Mom, will my reputation be ruined?”

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Although Song Ling tried to comfort her, confidence eluded her. It was already 11 o’clock, and the prospect of selling their shops and houses seemed increasingly bleak.

At that moment, Fang Liguo’s phone unexpectedly rang, signaling a call from an agent. Hope ignited in Song Ling and Fang Jiayi.

“Have they been sold?” Fang Liguo eagerly answered the call, releasing a sigh of relief. With a smile, he remarked, “1 knew those shops and houses would definitely be sold. They’re all in prime locations in the city center…”

“Mr. Fang… Many have inquired, but only one person is genuinely interested,” the intermediary explained awkwardly. “The buyer, Mr. Liu, proposes to purchase all the properties for 80 million, paying in full.”

“Eighty million? Is he out of his mind? Those houses and shops are worth at least 180 million yuan. Is he trying to take advantage of the situation?”

“Mr. Fang, it’s late. Consider the offer. I’m concerned…” the intermediary urged. “Impossible!” Fang Liguo hung up angrily.

Upon hearing the details of the call, Song Ling erupted, “You want us to slash the price by 100 million yuan? Isn’t this daylight robbery?”

“Let’s wait a little longer; there’s no rush…” Though Fang Liguo voiced patience, a sense of foreboding gnawed at him.

Meanwhile, Fang Yuan received the news and, anticipating Fang Liguo’s resistance, issued additional instructions.

It was now 11:30 p.m.

Fang Liguo’s phone rang again, rekindling their hopes. Without checking the number, he answered, “Did you sell it?”

“Mr. Fang, I’m Qingyin’s lawyer. You have half an hour left. I’ve sent the prepared notice to your phone as a text message. When the time is up, we’ll publish it.”

“Don’t, don’t…” Before Fang Liguo could finish, the call abruptly ended once again.

In the message, the sender asserted that Fang Jiayi had plagiarized Master Qingyin. The potential fallout from such an accusation would undoubtedly bring severe condemnation upon the Fang family.

Song Ling took the phone, and together with Fang Jiayi, she anxiously read the contents of the message, her expression fraught with distress.

It was 11:50 p.m.

Song Ling had already resorted to pleading. “Why don’t we sell it to Mr. Liu for 80 million? Jiayi’s reputation is more important…”

Despite being aware that it meant incurring a substantial loss, Fang Liguo found himself with no alternative.

Otherwise, should that scheming girl, Fang Yuan, expose the matter, the entire nation would become aware of it! In such an event, both the Fang family and the company would face severe repercussions.

Fang Liguo hesitated, his conflicted expression reflecting the internal struggle.

“Money is just material wealth. Moreover, if Mom leaves the shares to Jiayi in the future, our value will still rise.”

“Sell it. Jiayi’s reputation is more crucial.”

“We don’t have the luxury of time to wait for them to pay in full!”

“Don’t second-guess it. Sell it!”