After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 482 How could you not want money?

He walked around the desk, approaching her step by step, trying to overwhelm her with his height and imposing presence.

"Yin Mingyue, watch your manners and your words." His voice was cold and hard. "I thought you were different from them, that you were more clear-headed and understood the rules of the game better. Haven't you gotten enough from being with me? This house, the numbers in your bank account, all those luxury goods in your wardrobe... wasn't every single one of them given to you by me? Why don't you just stay where you belong and enjoy all of this?"

He reached out, wanting to stroke her cheek as he used to, with a condescending gesture: "Don't let things get out of control. Be good."

Yin Mingyue slapped his hand away with all her might, and the back of her hand instantly turned red.

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands!" Her eyes were red, but tears stubbornly refused to fall. "The rules of the game? Who made the rules for you? Is it your arrogance that you think you can manipulate everyone? Gu Huai, you disgust me!"

She looked around the luxurious yet cold office, and at the man she had once loved and admired, she now felt only utter unfamiliarity and ugliness.

"What do you give your wife? Endless waiting and deception? What do you give your children? The humiliating status of a 'poor student'? What do you give us, your 'pets'? Mass-produced, cheap 'affection' and cages built with money?" She took a deep breath and said, word by word, "You don't understand what love is at all. You only love yourself, and you love this vanity of being able to please everyone and control everything!"

Gu Huai's eyes turned completely cold, his last bit of patience exhausted.

He loosened his tie, revealing an almost cruel sneer: "So what? You laid all this out in front of me to prove what? That you're smart? That you've been hurt? And then what? You want more compensation? Fine, name your price."

He walked back to his desk, picked up his checkbook, and said contemptuously, "Take the money, shut up, and disappear from my world. Otherwise, Yin Mingyue, I have plenty of ways to make you and your pathetic self-esteem worthless."

Those casual "name your price" and "disappear" were like the last two straws, crushing all the remaining beautiful illusions about the past in Yin Mingyue's heart.

She watched him pick up the pen as if he were signing not a check, but a final verdict on her two years of youth and sincerity.

After the immense grief and a sense of absurdity came an extreme calmness.

She suddenly laughed, a laugh that finally brought tears to her eyes, but not of sadness, but of utter relief and irony.

"Gu Huai, do you think money can buy everything?" She slowly stopped laughing, her eyes sharp as knives. "You're wrong. I don't want your stinking money."

She stepped forward and, to his slightly surprised look, picked up the most crucial document on the table—a summary document recording all the evidence of overlapping schedules and repeated gifts—along with a blurry photocopy of a picture of him holding the child named Niannian—a picture she had painstakingly taken with the help of someone she had hired.

“These,” she said, waving the papers in her hand, “I will send them to your wife, Su Wan. I think she has the right to know how many ‘impoverished students’ her husband is ‘sponsoring,’ and what kind of person her son’s father really is.”

Gu Huai's expression changed instantly: "Yin Mingyue! How dare you!"

"You'll see if I dare!" Yin Mingyue met his sinister gaze without flinching. "And have you forgotten what I do? I'm a new media operator. My specialty is ensuring that the right people see what they need to see. Although you, President Gu, have connections everywhere and can suppress most things, tell me, if even a tiny bit of these 'coincidences' and 'evidence' accidentally leaks out, what kind of gossip will it become in your circle, in front of your 'partners'? How much of your perfect image will be left?"

Gu Huai suddenly stood up, his eyes fierce as if he wanted to devour her: "You're threatening me?"

"You're the one who destroyed all my faith and sincerity in love!" Yin Mingyue retorted sharply. "This isn't a threat, Gu Huai, this is a notice. I'm not the most sensible, easiest fish to fob off in your pond. I was deceived, I was stupid, I admit it. But after deceiving me, you think you can just use money to get rid of me like a beggar and continue to maintain your hypocritical facade? You're dreaming!"

She picked up her bag, carefully placed the crucial piece of evidence inside, and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Gu Huai growled behind her, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible panic.

Yin Mingyue stopped at the door without turning around.

"What exactly do you want?" His voice was filled with suppressed rage.

Yin Mingyue slowly turned around and looked at him, her eyes filled with an unprecedented calm and determination.

"Gu Huai, I don't want your money, nor do I want your fake apology."

"I only need two things."

"First, immediately transfer and settle all the things you gave me under my name—house, car, savings—and we'll be even. I won't take a single penny more, and I won't leave a trace of you."

“Second,” she paused, her voice icy, “I want you to remember this feeling of being threatened, of possibly losing everything. I want you to live forever in the fear of being exposed, and I want you to look at every woman around you and wonder if she is the next Yin Mingyue.”

"This is what I'm giving you, the 'breakup fee'."

After saying that, she opened the door and walked out without hesitation, leaving the man, whose face was ashen and who was trying to maintain control but had completely lost control for the first time, behind her.

The light in the corridor was bright yet cold, shining on her face where the tear stains had dried.

The elevator doors closed and it slowly descended.

As the feeling of weightlessness came over me, the huge rock that had been pressing on my chest for so long seemed to shatter and crumble.

The pain was still excruciating.

But an unprecedented sense of ease emerged from those ruins.

She took out her phone, blocked all of Gu Huai's contact information, and then found the phone number she had written down that belonged to Su Wan.

Edit a text message and attach screenshots of some key evidence.

My finger hovered over the send button for a moment.

Then, without hesitation, I pressed it.

The message has been sent.

She looked up, and a pale face with clear eyes was reflected in the elevator mirror.

Goodbye, Gu Huai.

Goodbye, you foolish, self-righteous Yin Mingyue.

The elevator arrived at the first floor, and the doors slowly opened.

Outside the door is a bustling, noisy, and real world, with cars and people coming and going.

She took a deep breath, straightened her back, and strode out.

"So, why are you crying again?" Lin Liuyi looked at the other person helplessly.

"Tell me, am I particularly stupid?" Yin Mingyue asked, sobbing.

"That's incredibly stupid! How could you not want the money!"