After Shorting My Husband's Company, He Knelt and Begged Me

On our third wedding anniversary, I received a “gift.” The voice recorder in my husband Lu Jingxing’s suit pocket had captured his conspiracy with his mistress, clear as day: They planned to siphon off 300 million yuan in company assets, forge my signature, and frame me so I’d go to prison. “She can do a few years inside. I’ll give her two million. That’s more than fair.” I didn’t cry or make a scene. I smiled and accepted the gift. From that day on, the housewife Lin Wei died. Lin Wei, former VP at Goldman Sachs, was back. He used our three years of marriage to scheme against me. I used three years of hidden accounts to strike back. The moment I shorted the Lu Group, my ex-husband knelt before me and begged me to remarry him. My father-in-law pleaded with me to spare the Lu family. My own uncle called from Canada to beg for mercy. Sorry. Whatever you swallowed back then, you’re going to spit it all back out now. The net is closed. Not one of you is getting away.