Leap Forward Comics: Watch How I Become a Villainess

Chapter 50 The Crisis Arrives Ahead of Schedule

Seeing the overwhelming public condemnation of Duanmu Cong and the Duanmu Group, Wen Yiming couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Lu He, who was drinking coffee on the sofa. This woman was truly formidable.

Duanmu and the Wen family have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, but in the end, Wen Shiyu dealt them a heavy blow.

“Brother,” Lu He stood up, “it’s almost over. Take me to find Xia Lan.”

"Are you sure you're okay with stepping in now?" Wen Yiming asked with some concern.

"No problem, at least now Xia Lan and I won't be used as a pretext anymore."

Lu He was very certain: "Moreover, once Duanmu Group's methods of spreading rumors are exposed, what's on me and what's on Xu Chen will no longer matter. The current nationwide frenzy is a way to judge Duanmu Cong's dirty tricks."

Lu He knew that Xia Lan must really want to see her right now, and she felt that she had to go and see her.

Meanwhile, at the Duanmu family home, Master Duanmu was listening to Steward Zhao's report on the situation outside.

His home phone was ringing off the hook with calls from the board of directors. He staggered, clutched his chest, and took a deep breath: "So, what's the stock price like now?"

"..." Butler Zhao stammered, "Master..."

"Say!"

Butler Zhao nervously took out the tablet computer and handed it to Master Duanmu, saying, "It's not looking too good..."

Old Master Duanmu only glanced at it before his vision went black and he collapsed.

"Master!" everyone exclaimed and rushed forward to help him up.

Duanmu Cong, who was still busy at the company, didn't dare to answer the old man's call. The old man called the company seven or eight times in the afternoon, but he had his assistant answer each time, saying that he was busy.

Suddenly, the phone rang urgently again. Duanmu Cong felt guilty and impatient. He glanced at his assistant, who consciously walked to the phone and looked closely: "Mr. Cong, it's the old lady."

Hmm? That's strange. His mother never interferes with company matters, so why would she call the company? He answered the phone with some skepticism: "Mom?"

To everyone's surprise, a sobbing voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ah Cong! Come to our family's private hospital quickly, your dad..."

The unfinished words struck Duanmu Cong like a heavy hammer, leaving him breathless. Something terrible must have happened! His father had always had a heart condition, so for his mother to be sobbing uncontrollably, something serious must have occurred.

He immediately dropped everything he was doing, gave a brief explanation to his assistant, and then called for the driver.

When they arrived at the hospital, Dr. Bai, the Duanmu family's private doctor, was talking to the old lady, who was in tears.

"How is he?" Duanmu Cong rushed over anxiously and grabbed Dr. Bai's shoulder: "How is my dad?"

Dr. Bai looked troubled and remained silent.

"Ah Cong... Waaah... Your dad..."

"What happened?!" Duanmu Cong shouted at Dr. Bai, both anxious and angry.

"Young Master, please accept my condolences..." Dr. Bai said, his head bowed, barely managing to utter a sound. He was then met with a heavy punch to the face. Dr. Bai staggered and was supported by the nurses behind him; his nose quickly began to bleed.

"Do you think the Duanmu family has raised you all just to eat for free?" Duanmu Cong shouted madly, losing his mind. "If my father can't be cured, I'll make you all pay with your lives!"

"Ah Cong, don't be like this... The master is on his last breath. Hurry up and go in to see him one last time, so you won't have any regrets..."

The old lady reached out and pressed her hand on her son's shoulder to comfort the frantic Duanmu Cong. She knew that the old man had no time to wait any longer.

Duanmu Cong burst into tears. How could he not understand that his father was dying? He was filled with regret and anger, with nowhere to vent his frustration. He knew that he was the one who had caused his father's heart attack.

He lowered his head and walked into the intensive care unit. Seeing his elderly father covered in tubes, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He wanted to apologize, but his mouth seemed glued shut, and he couldn't say anything. In the end, he could only utter one word: "Dad..."

The old man, who had been keeping his eyes tightly closed, struggled to open them a crack when he heard Duanmu Cong's voice. He looked at Duanmu Cong with difficulty, his throat gurgling but unable to make a sound.

However, Duanmu Cong saw reproach and unquenchable anger in his father's eyes. He rolled his eyes and tried to speak.

Duanmu Cong thought that it must be a scathing rebuke of his unfilial son.

In the end, the old man opened his mouth but didn't utter a single word. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He just stared at the ceiling, and then remained motionless.

Grandpa Duanmu... has passed away...

Although the Duanmu family kept the news under wraps and the outside world was unaware, Lu He knew.

She immediately received a system notification: the final plot has been brought forward, the old chairman of Duanmu Group has passed away, and your time is running out.

Lu He was completely stunned when she received the notification. How could this be? Shouldn't this event have taken at least another year or two to trigger? Why did it happen so suddenly?

System: In the original storyline of this propaganda war, Wen Shiyu and Xu Chen were the losers.

You did a great job. You changed the original story and dealt a heavy blow to the Duanmu Group. Now, as long as you press your advantage, you can complete your mission and leave this comic.

Are we... leaving?

Lu He felt a sense of disorientation. How fast time flies! She had only been in this comic book world for three short months...

There were so many things she hadn't had time to do. She turned to look at Xia Lan, who was chatting and laughing freely with Wen Yiming in the living room, and felt a pang of reluctance.

The system promptly reminded you: Your time is running out. Once the old man dies, the story will come to an end. You should take care of your own life first.

Lu He shook her head, quickly coming to her senses. She shouldn't be indulging in unrealistic feelings; she didn't belong here.

As she continued brewing her tea, she mentally inquired about the situation of the important figure who was about to appear.