Leaving the warm villa, Lin Yu plunged headfirst into the cold wind.
Winter in City H was slightly warmer compared to other northern cities.
After all, being a city along the river and near the sea, the temperature was relatively pleasant.
However, no matter what, it couldn't cover up the fact that City H was located in the north.
In the winter of biting winds and driving snow, it was still as cold as it should be!
Lin Yu pulled his padded jacket tighter around himself and rubbed the tip of his nose, simply dispelling the chill on his body.
Thinking of what happened last night, Lin Yu felt complicated.
More than just complicated!
With things developing to that point, Lin Yu admitted that he was also angered by Xu Mingyao's insults.
That was why he had been so unreasonable, almost treating Qingmo like a tool.
After calming down, Lin Yu realized his mistake.
Especially when he saw that Qingmo could only sleep on her stomach, he felt even more guilty.
He really had been a bit too heavy-handed.
Even while asleep, Qingmo's brows had not relaxed, and her expression...
...
What are you secretly feeling good about?
Seeing Qingmo's comfortable sleeping face with furrowed brows, Lin Yu felt completely dazed.
But thinking of her unique attributes, he didn't care too much and continued to feel guilty.
In the morning, Lin Yu was the first to wake up.
He lay in bed for a long time thinking of what to say.
Thinking about how to apologize to her, and how to coax her.
He was even prepared for her to feel disrespected and shed sad tears.
But to Lin Yu's surprise, after Qingmo woke up, she became as obedient and clingy as a little kitten.
It was completely the opposite extreme of her usual behavior.
One in the Arctic, the other in the center of the sun!
Qingmo's bizarre behavior almost made Lin Yu mistakenly think he had hit her on the head yesterday.
That he had knocked the girl silly!
But gradually, Lin Yu understood that Qingmo was fine.
She wasn't knocked silly; she was just too happy.
Yeah.
This incident deepened Lin Yu's stereotypical impression of Qingmo a bit more.
Stepping on the fresh snow, Lin Yu crunched his way to the roadside and hailed a taxi.
Sitting in the back seat, Lin Yu gave the address, and the taxi smoothly started moving.
Not long after, the taxi arrived at the destination.
Lin Yu got out and looked up at the avant-garde decor of the hotel in front of him.
This was one of the most famous luxury hotels in City H, always known for being obscenely wealthy.
It was even one of the famous landmark buildings in City H.
Yeah.
Needless to say.
Opened by Qingmo.
No.
More accurately, it belonged to Qingmo's family.
Emmmm...
Felt like there was no difference.
Sniffling, Lin Yu walked toward the hotel entrance.
He came this time to see a few people.
Or rather, to handle a few matters.
After entering the hotel, Lin Yu gave his name, and a dedicated staff member who had been waiting there led him to his reserved spot.
This hotel integrated dining and entertainment.
Lin Yu was led all the way to the door of a private room by the hotel staff.
Then the staff tactfully left.
Standing in front of the private room door, Lin Yu reached out to open it. After entering, he vigilantly closed the door behind him.
Looking at the familiar faces in the room, Lin Yu counted the numbers.
Ye You, Wang Yanyan, Gu Xinran, Luo Xiaoxiao, Zhou Yise, Zhou Yijin.
Yeah.
Not many.
They were all here.
During this meeting, the expressions of the six girls were somewhat fearful.
Obviously, they already knew what kind of terrifying existence was behind Lin Yu.
To be able to bring down the leading figure of City S in just a dozen days was something they wouldn't have even dared to imagine in the past.
Lin Yu glanced at them, his face expressionless.
Facing them, it was hard for Lin Yu to force any good attitude.
He casually pulled out a chair and sat down.
Looking at the six of them, Lin Yu asked straight to the point:
Did you take the medicine?
The girls were startled, then quickly reacted, nodding like chicks pecking at rice, and answered one after another:
Took it.
I've taken it.
Hearing them say this, Lin Yu's mood relaxed a little.
To be honest, if something suddenly popped out leading a little Lin Yu, he really felt he would go crazy.
He couldn't handle it!
But even hearing their promises, Lin Yu didn't dare to be careless.
After all, that bastard Tianming was lurking in the shadows.
It was better to be safe.
Lin Yu already knew about their recent situations.
After that day, Xu Mingyao fulfilled her promise.
Giving each of them seven million.
In fact, Xu Mingyao didn't have that much cash. She had to sell an idle villa in City S to have the money to distribute to them.
This deal was very worth it.
Extremely worth it.
Because on the third day after she sold the villa, all assets under the Xu family's name were frozen.
If the villa hadn't been sold, it would have been a total waste now.
Then, a few days ago, they were invited over from City S by Qingmo's people, and since then, they hadn't been allowed to leave this hotel.
Until today.
Facing these girls who had either willingly or been threatened and coerced by Xu Mingyao, ultimately falling to stay by her side.
Lin Yu couldn't be bothered to say much to them and just got straight to the point:
Today is December 8th.
Starting today, for the next seven months, on the 8th of every month, I want to see your medical examination report for that month.
Do you understand?
Among the six, some understood the meaning behind Lin Yu's demand, while others didn't.
But they all nodded.
After all, it wasn't a difficult task, just a simple medical check-up, with no difficulty at all.
Seeing everyone agree, Lin Yu looked at them with a cold face and said faintly:
I don't want to mention the past anymore.
It only makes me feel disgusted.
The money Xu Mingyao gave you, I originally wanted to find a way to make you spit it out.
Speaking of this, Lin Yu paused.
He didn't want to say much about the reason for doing so, as it was still somewhat shameful.
Meow!
Using me to exchange for money?
Thinking about it now, Lin Yu still felt his teeth itch with anger!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yu suppressed the anger in his heart and continued:
But I thought about it and decided to let it go.
Consider this money as your medical examination fees.
Seven months, exactly seven million.
If any of you fail to send the medical report on time on the 8th of the month, then I hope you will voluntarily hand over one million, rather than making me use methods to force you to spit it out.
Mentioning money, the girls obviously took this medical examination much more seriously.
They all expressed that they would submit the medical reports on time.
Lin Yu looked at the six of them, his gaze slowly sweeping across their faces.
Finally, his eyes stopped on Ye You, who had a round face and a cute style.
Towards her, Lin Yu truly felt both hatred and helplessness.
If it hadn't been for her display of concern for him back then, Xu Mingyao might not have come up with that abstract method to deal with him.
But could all this really be blamed on her?
Lin Yu sighed silently.
He couldn't blame her.
If anyone was to blame, it could only be that bastard Tianming.
Among the six of them, Ye You's emotional shifts were the most obvious.
When she first saw Lin Yu, she was actually quite pleasantly surprised, and two shallow dimples appeared on her slightly round face.
However, before she could even form a smile, she was frightened into silence by Lin Yu's icy expression.
When Lin Yu said the words, "Have you taken your medicine?" and "I don't want to bring up the past anymore, it only makes me sick,"
the disappointment and sadness in her eyes were the most profound,
and her delicate, slender eyebrows drooped in grievance.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
