After Yin Shixiu passed away, they did think about where the Yin Family would go under the leadership of a young, inexperienced woman like Su Xiaomeng...

They had doubts, they had concerns.

But they could see, see Su Xiaomeng’s efforts, see her resilience and tenacity beyond her years.

Just like when they followed Yin Shixiu to develop and strengthen the company, they didn’t stay just for the glory and power of the Yin Family, but for someone leading them forward, showing them a more long-term and enduring hope.

As long as hope is visible, then how can current difficulties really be called difficulties?

Su Xiaomeng saw the actions of the executives.

She felt gratified, but also sighed.

She knew that the team cultivated by Yin Shixiu consisted of real talents, not just in technical terms, but also in character and disposition.

That’s why Su Xiaomeng was more certain she could not let down these people’s expectations, nor let those who still wish to follow the Yin Family be ridiculed and laughed at by others.

Ren Yixuan held a corner of the chip, watching as the chip slowly melted in the fire.

Even the flashlights from the audience dimmed.

Such silence... was it shock? Or... admiration? Or perhaps... moved...

The quality of a company’s executives determines the core of its culture.

"Just take out a fake chip, burn it a bit, and that’s it?!"

As everyone quieted down, the voice of the middle-aged woman speaking out for her husband came from the back row, breaking the silence!

This statement seemed to wake the audience lost in complex emotions.

"Yes, Mr. Ren, these chips were unused, how can we be sure they are the products being consumed on the market?"

"I assure you, this batch of chips was produced after cooperation with Huayong Technology, like—"

Su Xiaomeng hurriedly said, but Ren Yixuan slightly raised his hand, signaling her to be silent.

Su Xiaomeng pursed her lips, then saw Ren Yixuan picking up the phone still stained with a bit of nosebleed.

Everyone’s eyes were tightly fixed on that point.

No one present forgot that this phone was brought by this middle-aged woman to question Yin Technology.

This phone was what caused Su Xiaomeng’s nose to bleed.

Ren Yixuan disassembled the phone, using some small tools to detach the chip in front of everyone.

Without pausing, Ren Yixuan picked up the lighter and burned the chip, just as he had done earlier.

Instantly, there were very obvious sounds of held breath on stage.

Only after this chip also slowly melted did the long-held breath start to release.

It wasn’t over yet, Secretary Luo came on stage again, holding a beaker and a bottle...

"This is alcohol."

"..."

Ren Yixuan took the bottle of alcohol and beaker from Secretary Luo, these were the items he earlier instructed Secretary Luo to retrieve.

Lighter and chips were easy.

Getting alcohol and a beaker required visiting the company’s quality inspection department laboratory.

Ren Yixuan threw all the chips into the beaker, then poured a little alcohol inside.

Then he ignited the alcohol.

Only to see the chips burning in the beaker, slowly producing the unpleasant smell of burnt metal.

Ren Yixuan lowered his head and said to Su Xiaomeng,

"Hold your breath."

"It’s okay, this amount of gas won’t kill anyone."

Su Xiaomeng said calmly.

Once the fire was out, the scene remained quiet.

The beaker’s surface had already blackened and thick smoke emerged.

Ren Yixuan picked up the microphone, slowly looking at the reporters below,

"Does this answer your questions? Setting aside whether the chip can explode in other situations, at least this burning can negate Huayong Technology’s external statement, right? Encountering high temperatures, the chip won’t explode."

"During the chip release conference, Xuanran also had representatives attending, if this product was good with no quality issues, why didn’t Xuanran Technology cooperate?"

"..."

Su Xiaomeng calmly looked at the audience, actually forgetting that Rong Jing was among those sitting quietly below.

But Rong Jing’s seat was indeed very conspicuous, and with his outfit, as soon as Su Xiaomeng turned her head, she could see Rong Jing.

At this moment, Rong Jing still sat quietly there.

Only the mirth in his eyes receded slightly, and the playful expression in his demeanor diminished somewhat.

"Mr. Ren Yixuan, your trust in Yin Family’s products is clear to us, the products might truly be as you demonstrated, not exploding even in high temperature. But to my understanding, Mr. Ren and President Su... have close relations, right?"

Su Xiaomeng’s heart tightened.

This reporter directly brought the topic to another sensitive point.

People snapped out of their trance, promptly following up,

"May we ask Mr. Ren, what indeed is your relationship with President Su?"

In fact, when reporters ask these questions, they must have received some insider information.

Claiming not to know each other, no one would believe.

Some people are fond of covering up truths, but Ren Yixuan is not a man who finds such things entertaining. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

He slightly turned, directly facing Su Xiaomeng...

Su Xiaomeng raised her eyes, meeting the warm smiling gaze cast by Ren Yixuan...

Smooth, warm, this gaze so familiar.

He had looked at her like this for twenty years, cared for and protected her with such a gaze for twenty years.

At this moment, Su Xiaomeng seemed to understand.

Compared to the man before her, she was indeed terrible, indeed despicable...

His expression, his eyes, already conveyed his thoughts thoroughly.

Only she, like a fool, without a heart and lungs, a jerk, still clung to those unpleasant memories...

Evidently, between them, those beautiful, enviable, carefree memories... were more, heavier, and deeper.

Su Xiaomeng’s eyes reddened, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

She slightly curled her lips, giving Ren Yixuan a light, gentle... smile.

Ren Yixuan’s lips curved beautifully, then further widened, as he held Su Xiaomeng’s hand, facing all present,

"Su Xiaomeng and I grew up together, I regarded her as my little sister, taught her, helped her catch up, took care of her when sick, accompanied her when lonely, watched her find the one she loves, watched her wear the most beautiful wedding gown, watched her become stronger than anyone, watched her become such an excellent woman today."

Such words inspire much imagination.

And those working in media, who would miss these extra emerging "gossips"?

Husband passed away recently, then childhood sweetheart fills in.

Such headlines were already prepared by most present below.

Just waiting for Ren Yixuan and Su Xiaomeng to reveal more news that could generate buzz.

Ren Yixuan tightened his grip on Su Xiaomeng’s hand, his serene demeanor reflected in his phoenix-like eyes, looking straight at everyone present,

"In this world, there isn’t pure friendship between a man and a woman."

"..."

"However... there’s a bond deeper than friendship, more enduring than love, it’s family ties, the bond between me and Su Xiaomeng is deeper than siblings, so..."

"Do not bully her, I will get angry."

"..."

Su Xiaomeng stood on one side, crying like rain, yet while crying, she still cheerfully smiled at Ren Yixuan.

The bloodstains on her nose, tears crawling on her face, indeed looking a bit messy.

But Ren Yixuan’s gaze upon her was full of doting affection, just like before...

Su Xiaomeng might have felt her emotions were too out of control, hurriedly turned around, back to the audience.

Secretary Luo saw Su Xiaomeng’s tears and snot, her makeup slightly smeared.

She didn’t know about Su Xiaomeng and Ren Yixuan’s relationship, and those present couldn’t fully understand why Su Xiaomeng’s emotions would collapse like that.

But across the six-hour time difference, Yin Shixiu, having already boarded a private jet and reached London, watched the live broadcast from the scene, understanding Su Xiaomeng’s feelings better than anyone, to the point of jealousy.

No one expected Ren Yixuan to appear at this moment, even in death, Yin Shixiu couldn’t imagine Ren would voluntarily come forth, still as a guardian, before Su Xiaomeng.