<h4>Chapter 174: Chapter 174 A Cold-Blooded Conspiracy</h4>


    "Ah, did I ever say that? I forgot." An Xin smiled smugly, clearly unwilling to satisfy her.


    An Ruo eximed excitedly, "You did say it! I heard it, and they all heard it."


    The other women shrugged their shoulders, showing an expression that they hadn’t heard anything.


    An Ruo strode up to An Xin, demanding, "Why did you keep this a secret from me? The An family business was founded by my father and uncle together, so howe I know nothing about it? Since it was a joint effort, what happened to my father’s shares? Why is there only one apartment on the inheritance, and nothing else?"


    She asked many whys in session, all questions she desperately needed answers to.


    An Xin’s face darkened as she scoffed, "An Ruo, you really think you’re some kind of rich young miss? You believe anything just because I say it? Let me tell you, the An family business is mine, and it has nothing to do with yours, not even half a cent!"


    "An Xin, why did you all keep this from me?!"


    "Get out, or I willin about you immediately!" An Xin mmed the table fiercely, her eyes shooting daggers at her.


    An Ruo silently looked at her for a few seconds, then turned around and left. Throughout the working hours that followed, An Ruo was preupied.


    Were An Xin’s words true?


    Was the An family business really founded by my father and uncle together?


    ’Ruoruo, although your elder brother and sister-inw didn’t leave anything for you and your siblings, don’t worry, your uncle will take care of raising you.’


    ’Ruoruo, what do you think of your uncle’spany? This is the fruit of your uncle’sbor. His goal is to expand thepany worldwide and be a wealthy figure admired by everyone.’


    ’An Ruo, you and your brother have lived in our house for over a decade; isn’t it time you gave something back? Besides, our family is not a charity; we don’t support people for nothing.’


    Had she and An Ji really been freeloading at their uncle’s ce for all those years?


    What was the truth? After my parents died, how exactly did Uncle take over the entire An family business?


    The more An Ruo thought about it, the colder her heart felt, and the more terrified she became.


    If Uncle had covertly taken over my father’s shares, that would be too horrifying...


    She didn’t care about the property; what mattered to her was whether she had been living in a lie all these years.


    If Uncle had been deceiving her all along, wouldn’t her so-called gratitude, losing her virginity, and marrying Tang Yuchen be a huge joke?


    And wouldn’t that be a cold-hearted plot orchestrated by Uncle?


    After work, An Ruo walked dazedly on the street, her mind consumed by these thoughts.


    A bicycle approached her head-on, and as she stumbled forward in a daze, the rider braked in time, but still hit her, the force of the wheel injuring her knee and thigh.


    "Why don’t you watch where you’re going!"


    An Ruo crouched on the ground, covering the painful area, her eyes welling up with tears.


    The person, seeing her reaction, immediately felt guilty, "Miss, are you alright?"


    An Ruo didn’t speak, only letting her tears fall drop by drop.


    "Hey, I’m asking if you’re alright? If there’s a problem, let’s go to the hospital."


    She remained silent, then suddenly, a pair of hands lifted her from the ground, pulling her into a broad embrace.


    "What’s wrong?"


    An Ruo cried with tears streaming down her face; she sobbed softly, her tear-blurred eyes seeing Tang Yuchen’s expression, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.


    He lifted her into his arms, ignoring the apologetic cyclist, and carried her into his car.