In a room on the second floor of the Xu Family Villa.
"What is it that Xu Shi is being so secretive about? Couldn't it be said in front of Uncle and Aunt?"
Han Zhiqi blinked her eyes, clearly in a good mood at the moment.
Xu Shi bit her thin lip, then made up her mind and spoke.
"Sister Zhiqi, there's something I should have told you yesterday, but I hope you can forgive me for not saying it until now."
Seeing Xu Shi's serious expression, Han Zhiqi sensed that something was off.
The smile on her face faded in an instant.
Han Zhiqi nodded and said, "Go ahead."
"Yesterday, after we left the Han Family, Lin Fan sent people to attack the Han Family—"
Bang—
Before Xu Shi could finish her sentence, Han Zhiqi quickly stood up, her brows furrowed tightly.
Her beautiful eyes seemed to be burning with fury.
Xu Shi hurriedly stopped her, speaking faster.
"Sister Zhiqi, listen to me first. No one in your family died; it was the bodyguards who were killed."
Hearing this, Han Zhiqi's heart, which had been hanging, finally settled.
However, her expression still wasn't great.
"Move aside. Even if it was them, they were still people!"
"Sister Zhiqi, I know what you want to do now—you want to go and take revenge on Lin Fan."
"Are you trying to stop me?"
"That's not what I mean. What I mean is, today, we’ve already raided Lin Fan's home, turned it upside down, and left nothing behind."
"Nonsense! You’ve been with me most of the day."
"Sister Zhiqi, that’s why I need you to listen carefully. I said 'we'—'we'! Besides me, there’s Jingxuan, Sister Yuan, and the others."
At this, Han Zhiqi calmed down and sat back on the bed.
Xu Shi let out a sigh of relief.
She then briefly recounted the general course of events.
In other words,
In this incident,
Xu Mo was responsible for dropping—dropping some bombshells.
Yang Jingxuan and Zhang Naixi were responsible for keeping things steady.
They steadily and ruthlessly wiped out five of Lin Fan's bases.
As for the group that attacked the Han Family last night,
they had just left the Han Family when armed men came looking for trouble.
If it wasn’t the work of someone as vindictive as Lin Fan,
then who else could it be?
Han Zhiqi didn’t regret making an enemy of Lin Fan.
What she regretted was not sending the signal sooner.
To kill that beast.
Even if those around her didn’t understand,
even if she bore the stigma,
at least the gunfight at the Han Family last night wouldn’t have happened.
Han Zhiqi stood up again. "Xu Shi, thank you for taking care of me these past few days. I think I need to go back now."
"If you go back now, you’ll be scolded. I’ve already asked Sister Yuan to check—the main Han Family members are fine," Xu Shi said anxiously, her voice filled with concern.
She regretted it now.
She should have waited a few more days before telling Han Zhiqi about this.
Right now, the Han Family was in a rage.
After such a major incident,
the fact that no one from the Han Family had called Han Zhiqi was telling.
It wasn’t that Han Zhiqi didn’t have allies in the Han Family.
It was that Han's Father was furious.
He had made it clear within the family:
Anyone who dared to reveal this information to his daughter,
no matter their standing in the family,
no matter how much they had contributed to the Han Family in the past,
would be expelled from the family.
In fact, Han's Father did all this for Han Zhiqi’s sake.
The dead cannot be brought back to life.
What good would it do for Han Zhiqi to rush back after finding out?
Han Zhiqi forced a smile and shook her head. "If scolding me makes them feel better, then let them scold me as much as they want. It’ll make them feel better. Xu Shi, I know you’re looking out for me, but I still want to go back!!!"
Having said that much,
Xu Shi couldn’t say anything more.
"Let me take you."
Han Zhiqi was about to say no, that she could borrow a car or take a taxi,
but then she saw the determination in Xu Shi’s eyes.
After a moment,
Han Zhiqi agreed, "Alright!"
Meanwhile, at the sites of the destroyed bases,
fire trucks had arrived, and caution tape had been set up.
The fire had already been put out.
All electronic equipment had been destroyed.
Less than ten percent of the evidence remained at the scene.
Only a small amount of powder had been left uncleaned.
But compared to this meager evidence,
the data and evidence stored in their computers, now reduced to ashes, were far more valuable.
"These bastards are really disgusting, destroying evidence even in death."
"Right? But illegal possession of firearms and firing at police officers is enough to convict them."
The officers handling the aftermath chatted as they worked.
Not far away,
after Old Zhang’s explanation,
Han Fei, the captain of the criminal investigation team, learned that the intelligence had been gathered by a female officer standing before him.
With revenge achieved, Han Fei was in a much better mood.
Yang Jingxuan might be the beauty of the police station,
but at his age, with a child, he rarely paid attention to such things.
"I’ll take the liberty of calling you Little Yang. You did an excellent job today. I’ll apply for a first-class merit award for you! If the director doesn’t approve, I’ll shamelessly pester him in his office every day."
Han Fei laughed, instinctively raising his hand to pat Yang Jingxuan’s shoulder.
But his hand stopped mid-air.
It didn’t come down.
Yang Jingxuan was beautiful, yes,
but she was also backed by the Yang Family.
Well,
if it were a male colleague, Han Fei wouldn’t have hesitated to pat his shoulder.
But with a female colleague, it was better not—
there was a line between men and women.
Many young officers were already looking his way.
"Ahem—serving the people is my duty," Yang Jingxuan said, her face slightly red, her tone a bit embarrassed.
In truth, the credit should have gone to Xu Mo.
She wasn’t the one who discovered the locations and details of the bases.
She was just the messenger.
Yang Jingxuan, the justice-driven young officer,
felt like she was taking credit for someone else’s work.
It felt strange and unnatural.
"Captain Han, all the computers have been destroyed, and the hard drives are burned beyond recovery,"
an officer reported to Han Fei.
Han Fei frowned, sighing with regret.
"What a shame."
At the same time,
Yang Jingxuan’s phone rang again.
She took out her phone and glanced at the caller ID.
It was Gao Liyuan calling.
This puzzled Yang Jingxuan,
but puzzled or not,
she answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Is this Jingxuan? I’ve got something good for you. I think you’ll really like it. It’s no use to me, so I thought I’d pass it on to you. Hehehe—"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
