Volume One, Chapter 62: Caught Sight of the Hawk-Eyed Man (The Murderer from the Previous Life)

"Who gave you permission to withdraw the investment?"

In the president’s office, Huo Mingting’s fury was like a thunderstorm, scorching the heads of the investment department’s executives until they broke out in a cold sweat, trembling with fear.

"…It was Miss Qin. She used your phone to call us," one of them stammered.

Huo Mingting glanced at his call history—Qin Minshu had erased it all, leaving not a trace. But one executive had kept a recording of the call. Behind closed doors, he played it for Huo Mingting.

On the recording, Qin Minshu’s voice was icy and arrogant—nothing like the coquettish, gentle tone she reserved for him. Huo Mingting listened with an impassive face.

When the recording ended, Huo Mingting asked, "Who is Qin Minshu?"

A collective gasp swept through the room as everyone looked up, stunned.

"Does she hold any position at Huo Group? Does she own any shares? She has nothing to do with this company—what gives her the right to order you about?"

The executives felt wronged, thinking, Isn't she your fiancée?

But business is business. Even if she were already married into the Huo family, unless Qin Minshu held a key position in Investments, she had no authority over them. In the end, it was their fear of offending the future Madame Huo that led them astray—a mistake that could not be undone.

When they tried to reconnect with Haici Hospital to negotiate, the hospital informed them they had just entered a long-term partnership with Huatai Pharmaceuticals.

At the mention of "Huatai Pharmaceuticals," the entire investment team paled, sneaking glances at President Huo, whose face was as cold as frost.

Huatai Pharmaceuticals and the Huo Group had always maintained a policy of non-interference, competing amicably in the business world. This was the first time Huatai had openly fired a shot.

Huo Mingting’s expression could no longer be described as merely cold—it was tinged with a sinister darkness.

He had been shielding Qin Minshu, but now the man behind Ye Sheng had made his move as well.

Was it Wan Sandao? Or Ye Zhun?

These two names had been haunting Huo Mingting’s mind for some time, refusing to leave him in peace.

That man had always kept himself well hidden. Was this attack directed at him?

—

Qin Minshu’s interference in Huo Group’s affairs had touched Huo Mingting’s deepest nerve.

He sent his lawyer directly to the Qin family, laying out the consequences and making it clear he would not intervene further. If Qin Minshu refused to apologize to Ye Sheng, a lawsuit would be their only recourse.

The Qin family had made their fortune in real estate, but in recent years, business had grown tough. Mr. Qin managed to withdraw before disaster struck and preserved some wealth, but even so, the family was now little more than a spent force.

Fortunately, his children all proved themselves capable. Qin Minshu’s older siblings—one half-brother and two half-sisters—had all been strategically married off, exchanging resources with powerful families.

Qin Minshu herself was her father’s greatest hope. He had sent her abroad, originally intending for her to marry into royalty. But when that plan fell through, he immediately brought her home.

After all, there was still the Huo family in the capital.

Though Huo Mingting had been divorced once, his status remained so distinguished that even as a twice-married man, he was still the most sought-after bachelor among society’s elite.

Just as it seemed his daughter was about to become Mrs. Huo, disaster struck. With such a crisis, how could Mr. and Mrs. Qin not take it seriously?

After the lawyer left, Qin Minshu tearfully recounted the entire incident. Mr. Qin slammed the table in rage.

"Foolish girl! How could you meddle in President Huo’s business behind his back? You’re not even Mrs. Huo yet! If the Huo family found out, what would they think of you?"

Qin Minshu wept bitterly. "I just couldn’t accept it! Why should I apologize to Ye Sheng?"

Mrs. Qin, draped in her shawl on the sofa, narrowed her alluring fox-like eyes.

"Ye Sheng—isn’t she President Huo’s ex-wife and Huo Cong’s mother?"

Qin Minshu wiped her tears. "That’s her!"

Mrs. Qin smiled, her gaze opaque and calculating. "Shu’er, you’re too impatient. She’s nothing but a defeated rival. Even if you must bow your head for now, so what?"

Qin Minshu looked at her mother. "You mean...?"

"What matters most now is securing your position as Mrs. Huo as soon as possible—establishing your status. And you mustn’t quit your job at Haici Hospital; it’s your social identity," Mrs. Qin advised. "Take my advice: if an apology can resolve this, don’t let it escalate into a lawsuit. For us women, pride is nothing compared to the benefits yet to be gained. As for Ye Sheng, you’ll have plenty of chances to deal with her in the future."

In the end, Qin Minshu lowered her head to Ye Sheng, apologizing to her in front of the entire hospital staff during a meeting.

Ye Sheng did not look at her. Instead, her gaze swept across the audience, missing not a single pair of eyes.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared by the back door of the conference room.

Catching sight of those predatory, familiar eyes, Ye Sheng’s expression changed dramatically. She stood, shoved past Qin Minshu, and rushed toward the back door, breaking into a run—