Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ding Yan’s face showed he thought she was asking the impossible.

“No.” Ding Yan refused directly. If he gave her all the shares, what would he do on the board?

Everything he did was for the company, for more power in it.

“Then forget it. Unless I get the shares, I absolutely won’t divorce,” Mother Ding said firmly.

“Why insist on shares? What about other things? I’ll give you money. How much do you want?” Ding Yan offered.

He really didn’t want to give up the shares.

“I don’t want anything but shares. Money is just money. Shares hold real value,” Mother Ding said indifferently.

Ding Yan was annoyed, and Mother Ding’s firm expression annoyed him further. He wanted to flip the table.

Ding Yan rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He looked towards Ning Shu who was drinking soup, “Can’t you persuade your mother?”

Ning Shu almost choked on her soup. Wiping her mouth, she said, “Father, you must sacrifice to gain. Mother is struggling to accept this. You have to offer something to make it up to her.”

“I can give her anything but shares,” Ding Yan said.

Ning Shu spread her hands. “But Mother only wants shares.”

“Only shares?” Ding Yan asked.

Mother Ding said indifferently, “For better or for worse, I’m making a sacrifice for the Ding family to gain the Bai family’s support. Now that the Ding family’s status is going to be soaring, I deserve to at least get some benefits.

“If you refuse, then we’ll just have to meet in court.

“You’re the party at fault. You had an affair and even an illegitimate daughter. They’re all evidence.

“I ignored them before, but I won’t anymore.” Mother Ding said coldly.

“You want to fight me in court? Have it be revealed that Ding Ningdie’s mother is your lover and Ningdie is an illegitimate daughter?”

Mother Ding sat resolutely, unbothered.

Divorced or not, it was all the same to Mother Ding.

Furthermore, everyone was aware of Ding Ningdie’s identity. They just stayed silent about it. If they went to court, the truth would be completely out.

Especially the situation regarding the marriage contract between Ding Xueqing and Bai Hanmo and how the identity of the bride suddenly changed would be known to the public.

These things would fully disgrace Ding Ningdie and fuel gossip.

Either way, Mother Ding would benefit.

Ding Yan’s face trembled, “Are you trying to drag us all down?”

“All the shares is impossible.”

“One percent.”

Mother Ding: “Ninety percent of the shares. I’ll leave you a bit.”

Ding Yan’s face twitched, “Two percent.”

Ning Shu watched them bargain while drinking soup.

Mother Ding barely gave an inch. Ding Yan’s forehead veins bulged, teeth gritted.

“Thirty percent.” Ding Yan offered.

Mother Ding shook her head, “Too low.”

Ding Yan slammed the table, rattling the bowls and chopsticks.

Ning Shu saw Ding Yan’s bloodshot, bulging eyes. She blinked at Mother Ding.

This was Ding Yan’s limit. He wouldn’t agree even if they kept pushing.

Mother Ding’s face showed dissatisfaction but reluctantly agreed, “Fine, thirty percent of shares, but I still want money.”