The next second, Lin Wanwan dialed Guo Shicong’s father, Guo Zhengye, right in front of him.  

“Old Guo, I agree to hand over the land in the eastern suburbs to you. If you want to thank anyone, thank your good son.”  

“Which son?”  

After the initial surprise, confusion followed on the other end of the line. In the business world, earning Lin Wanwan’s approval was no easy feat.  

“Of course, your own flesh and blood—Guo Shicong. He’s a good one. With him taking over your role, your Guo Corporation will surely reach new heights in the future.”  

Guo Shicong was rarely praised like this. Outsiders often dismissed him as a spoiled rich kid who only knew how to spend money and chase women. Even his own father frequently called him stupid, saying he wasn’t as good as that bastard child born to the mistress. Only Aunt Lin praised him.  

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Guo Shicong broke down into messy, unrestrained sobs. In the end, it was Aunt Wang who stepped in to comfort him.  

With her ears finally freed, Lin Wanwan immediately decided to give Aunt Wang a raise.  

Now completely won over by Lin Wanwan, Guo Shicong eagerly offered, “Aunt Lin, that beast Lin Zhengping is staying at my villa right now. Hurry and send someone to arrest him before word gets out and he escapes.”  

“As you wish.”  

Lin Wanwan made a call.  

Half an hour later, Lin Zhengping, along with Wang Youfu and the other two, were thrown before Lin Wanwan, bound tightly.  

Dazed and confused, Lin Zhengping’s brain short-circuited for a moment when he saw Guo Shicong sitting obediently on the couch like a well-behaved child, but then clarity struck.  

He spat out, “Guo Shicong, you traitor! How dare you betray me—”  

Before he could finish, Aunt Wang slapped him several times across the face. Guo Shicong also stepped forward to help beat Lin Zhengping mercilessly.  

Together, the two of them nearly beat him to death.  

Lin Wanwan stepped on Lin Zhengping’s swollen, pig-like face and said furiously, “Lin Zhengping, I raised you all these years, and this is how you repay me?”  

“Mom, I was wrong! Please forgive me this once…” Lin Zhengping begged through tears.  

Having lived with his adoptive mother for so long, he knew all too well her ruthless methods.  

She had a particular talent for tormenting people.  

The lucky ones were sent to Country F to mine, at least keeping their lives.  

The unlucky ones had their arms, legs, or tongues severed, left paralyzed in bed for life, developing untreated sores until they died in agony.  

Disgusted, Lin Wanwan kicked him twice. “Begging for mercy now? Too late. Everyone must pay for their actions.”  

Then she glanced at Wang Youfu and the other two, only to see them trembling like sieves.  

“It wasn’t me! It was all Lin Zhengping’s idea, that little bastard!”  

“Y-yes, it had nothing to do with us! Please, spare us!”  

Lin Zhengping stared at the three of them shifting blame in disbelief, feeling as if a gaping hole had been torn open in his heart.  

Didn’t they say… they loved him?  

Why was it like this?  

Watching her adopted son’s devastation, Lin Wanwan curled her lips into a mocking smile.  

The Wang family loved money, not Lin Zhengping, this idiot. Yet he deluded himself into thinking they cared for him.  

He even asked her to buy houses for the Wang family and get jobs for that coward who wet his pants—dream on!  

She, Lin Wanwan, was no fool to be taken advantage of.  

Guo Shicong scurried over to Lin Wanwan and said eagerly, “Aunt Lin, they wanted you dead. We can’t let them off easy.”  

“Of course we won’t.”  

With that, Lin Wanwan ordered Lin Zhengping and the other three to have their tongues cut out, their legs broken, and then sent to Country F to mine—repaying the 600 million they owed her family.

If nothing unexpected happens, it’s unlikely they’ll ever return.  

Of course, Lin Wanwan wouldn’t allow any such “unexpected” events—she had made that clear in her phone call.  

After handling all this, Lin Wanwan slumped weakly onto the sofa, her frail figure heartbreaking to behold.  

“Aunt Wang, was I too harsh this time? After all, that child was one I raised from infancy, who called me ‘Mom’ for twenty years.”  

It was impossible not to feel pain, knowing the child she had nurtured had tried to kill her.  

But what weighed heavier was disappointment.  

“You did nothing wrong, Miss. In my heart, you are the kindest girl in all the world.”  

“Aunt Wang, you’re so good to me.”  

Meanwhile, at the Guo residence.  

Guo Zhengye, in a rare moment, praised Guo Shicong in front of the entire family and announced that he would step down in two years, passing the reins of the Guo Corporation to him.  

All because of Lin Wanwan’s words.  

Guo Shicong’s eyes reddened with emotion.  

Knowing he owed this entirely to Lin Wanwan, he wept bitterly at her funeral later—his grief second only to Aunt Wang’s.  

As for Guo Shihao, the Guo family’s adopted son, he nearly ground his molars to dust upon hearing the news.  

…………  

With only three months left to live, Lin Wanwan began settling affairs at her Shengshi Group.  

Concerned for the livelihoods of thousands of employees, she mustered her failing strength to fly to the capital and sign a contract.  

The terms included:  

1. All employee benefits at Shengshi Group must be retained. No employee may be dismissed or suppressed without major misconduct.  

2. Employee salaries must increase by 5% every three years, ensuring compensation remains industry-leading.  

3. The core leadership team must remain unchanged for twenty years.  

4. Any employee who falls ill while employed will have all medical expenses—including funeral costs—covered by Shengshi Group.  

…  

Dense with clauses, every line was designed to benefit the employees. It was the last thing Lin Wanwan could do for them.  

Additionally, every frontline employee with over twenty years of service would receive a 200,000-yuan bonus.  

Those with over ten years would get 100,000 yuan.  

And so on.  

After finalizing these matters, Lin Wanwan handed over her duties to the appointed successor and returned to the Lin family estate.  

Back home, she instructed Aunt Wang to gather all the household staff.  

She had something to say.  

Knowing what her mistress intended, Aunt Wang wiped away tears discreetly before swiftly assembling everyone.  

These servants had worked for the Lin family for decades, and their bond with the household—and with Lin Wanwan herself—ran deep.  

Lin Wanwan felt the same. These were people who had watched her grow up, each having treated her with kindness.  

Before her death, she would ensure they were all taken care of—a final acknowledgment of their years of loyalty to the Lin family.