Mo Xuan was just about to head to the garage when his phone suddenly rang. Seeing that it was Mo Qingqing, he was a bit surprised, as they had agreed to conduct the transaction tomorrow.
After answering the call, Mo Qingqing's first words were: "Bring the share transfer documents and come to this location to meet me."
"So soon?" Mo Xuan was caught off guard. "Are you in that much of a hurry?"
"Are you really clueless, or are you pretending not to know?" Mo Qingqing said with an unfriendly tone. "Did you have something to do with Jinpeng's mess?"
"If it were me, do you think I would have just exposed this one thing?" Mo Xuan retorted. "The stuff you gave me is way more explosive than this."
"It wasn't you?"
Mo Qingqing's tone wavered for a moment, and Mo Xuan couldn't help but sneer: "What, now that I'm not around, you can't find someone to pin the blame on? Just tell me the location. I don't care who I do business with, whether it's you or Chairman Mo."
"Meet me here in an hour!"
Mo Qingqing didn't say anything more and hung up the phone. About a minute later, she sent a location, which was a hotel.
"Is she in such a rush?" Luo Shiya peeked her head from behind Mo Xuan, her hands naturally wrapping around his waist. "I'll go with you. Don't worry, I won't show myself."
Luo Shiya had been keeping a close eye on Mo Qingqing. Her sudden urgency likely wasn't just because of Mo Jinpeng's scandalous affair but also due to Madam Ye.
The matters within the Mo Family could be big or small; it wasn't impossible to suppress them. Madam Ye, being a shrewd person, could handle such things.
The key point was that Madam Ye wanted Mo Qingqing, the president of Mo Corporation, as her grandson's wife, and that position couldn't be given up.
She valued Mo Qingqing's capabilities and decisiveness. If Mo Qingqing were to step down under the pressure from Mo Changshan, then there would be no point in Ye Ning marrying her.
Moreover, Mo Qingqing was a woman. In Madam Ye's eyes, as long as Mo Qingqing held onto the family business, it would eventually belong to the Ye Family. For the Luo Corporation, the Mo Family was insignificant, but for the Ye Family, it was different.
"Oh, let's take the new car there!" Luo Shiya said playfully, smiling. "It'll be like taking me for a ride, okay?"
When Mo Xuan saw the black Lamborghini Midnight Star that Luo Shiya had bought for him, he gave her a speechless look and then tentatively asked, "Uh, Shiya, I'll just take the car you gave me before..."
Of course, his opinion didn't matter...
Driving to the hotel Mo Qingqing had sent, they entered the underground parking lot. Luo Shiya dialed a number: "We're here. Where are you?"
The person on the other end said something, and Luo Shiya instructed Mo Xuan to park next to a Porsche. From that car, a tall woman in a white suit stepped out. She looked to be in her early thirties, beautiful but with a serious expression, her shoulder-length hair giving her an unapproachable aura.
"This is the lawyer I contacted for you, Chu Nan," Luo Shiya introduced to Mo Xuan. "Chu Jie, you know the situation, right?"
Chu Nan nodded and said, "Vice President, I've already drafted the contract. Do you and Mr. Mo need to review it?"
"No need. Just follow what we discussed earlier," Luo Shiya replied, then turned back to straighten Mo Xuan's jacket. "Go ahead. Mo Qingqing can't be trusted. With Chu Jie here, just follow her instructions when she speaks."
Mo Xuan nodded. He completely trusted Luo Shiya's arrangements. He called Mo Qingqing, who had booked a business suite at the hotel. Mo Xuan and Chu Nan took the elevator from the parking lot to find Mo Qingqing's room.
To Mo Xuan's surprise, Mo Qingqing had come alone. For some reason, she seemed a bit tired, with dark circles under her eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. Mo Jinpeng's mess still falls on me to clean up," Mo Qingqing said nonchalantly, noticing Mo Xuan's gaze. "And who is this...?"
"Hello, Ms. Mo, I'm Chu Nan," Chu Nan politely handed over a business card. "I've been entrusted by someone to act as Mr. Mo's representative and accompany him here."
Mo Qingqing's eyes flashed with surprise. Although she hadn't met Chu Nan before, she had heard of her reputation—a top-tier lawyer with an undefeated record, from a prestigious background. Being able to hire her, Mo Qingqing became even more curious about the wealthy woman behind Mo Xuan.
"Ms. Mo, you're not bringing a lawyer for the share transfer?" Chu Nan glanced around the room, her gaze pausing on the handbag by the bed. "Or is it that you trust Mr. Mo so much?"
"Heh, there's no need. I want the shares, he wants the money. We each get what we want," Mo Qingqing said, sitting down on the sofa. "You've had the documents ready for a long time, haven't you? Just have this esteemed lawyer Chu notarize it, and I can transfer the funds anytime."
Mo Xuan waved the file he had been holding but didn't open it immediately. Instead, he looked at Mo Qingqing and asked, "I'm curious, what are you planning to do?"
"Stage a coup," Mo Qingqing replied nonchalantly, as if she were talking about something entirely ordinary.
"To be honest with you, the Su Family has only postponed, not canceled, the engagement ceremony between Su Yanran and Mo Jinpeng, and... it was Su Yanran who agreed."
Mo Qingqing took a slender cigarette from the box on the table, lit it, and took a puff. With her bright red nails holding the cigarette, she scrutinized Mo Xuan.
However, upon hearing this news, Mo Xuan showed no reaction, his beautiful eyes remaining calm. Mo Qingqing was a bit surprised; she hadn't expected Mo Xuan to have completely let go of Su Yanran.
Young love often becomes an obsession in one's heart. Mo Qingqing had seen many friends and classmates occasionally reminiscing about their first love, which was why she had never been moved by any man.
What she wanted was never the illusory concept of love; only the power and wealth she could grasp were real.
She didn't have any feelings for Ye Ning either, merely using him as a stepping stone to climb higher.
Mo Xuan didn't sit down immediately but first gestured for Chu Nan to take a seat. Chu Nan quickly declined, allowing Mo Xuan to sit on the sofa while she sat on the bed. Whether intentionally or not, Chu Nan happened to block the handbag by Mo Qingqing's side.
Mo Qingqing noticed but only frowned slightly and said nothing.
"So, you couldn't wait. Once Mo Jinpeng and Su Yanran get engaged, Chairman Mo might start targeting you," Mo Xuan said with a smile. "He caused such a big scandal, yet Chairman Mo is still protecting him. It seems he's determined to have this illegitimate son take over."
"I'm actually quite curious. Does he really love that woman so much? For her and her child, he killed one of his own sons, drove me away, and now wants to kick his capable eldest daughter off the president's position?"
Mo Qingqing took a puff of her cigarette and then chuckled lightly. "You really think Father did all this because he loves Li Yuzhen? He's just guarding against Mother!"
"Just as Mother guards against him."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
