"Little girl, are you asking me to tail someone? That won’t do. It’s illegal—we can’t do that," the driver refused without hesitation.
"What if I give you five hundred?" Chen Yu pressed.
"Little girl, we’ve arrived at your destination. You can get out now," the driver still refused.
It wasn’t worth the risk for five hundred.
Chen Yu gritted her teeth and pulled out three thousand yuan—all the money she’d earned from tutoring over the past three weeks. "Here’s three thousand. It’s all I have. Please, driver, do me this favor and follow her? It’s urgent. I suspect she’s involved with my boyfriend."
"Fine then," the driver said, pocketing the cash.
The girl seemed decent enough—probably wouldn’t do anything illegal.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t tail someone—just that the price hadn’t been right before.
"Hold on tight, little girl. Uncle won’t lose her," the driver said, stepping on the gas as the car shot forward.
A seasoned pro, he made sure Shen Qianqian’s people didn’t notice.
Chen Fang put down his phone. "President Su, I’ve done everything you asked. Can you go easy on us?"
Su Hua’s expression remained cold as she ordered, "Take them away. Cut off two fingers from their right hands, then throw them back."
"If Shen Qianqian contacts him again, monitor his response closely."
Jiang Qing stepped forward respectfully. "President Su, let me handle the cutting."
After serving as Su Hua’s secretary for so long, she’d rarely had the chance to act. Truth be told, her hands were itching for it.
"Mm," Su Hua nodded faintly.
Grateful for the approval, Jiang Qing beamed. "Thank you, President Su."
Chen Fang’s face drained of color.
Relief and agony warred in him.
Relief—because Su Hua had only ordered two fingers cut off.
Agony—because losing two fingers on his right hand meant his career as a bodyguard was over.
Jiang Qing had a dozen shadow guards escort them out.
Only ten bodyguards and Su Hua remained in the villa.
"AAAAHHH—" A bloodcurdling scream rang out as Wang You stared at his mangled right hand before passing out.
Jiang Qing clicked her tongue in disapproval.
They could’ve kept those fingers if they hadn’t tried to defile President Su.
No wonder Su Hua showed no mercy.
Still, if Su Hua’s target hadn’t been Shen Qianqian, these men wouldn’t have gotten off so lightly.
Su Hua kept staring at her phone, waiting for a message from Lin Xuan that never came.
A chill settled over her.
Her mood was foul.
The agonized wails only made her more irritable.
"Gag them," Su Hua snapped.
Soon, cloth was stuffed into the mouths of all ten bodyguards.
Silence, at last.
Meanwhile—
Shen Qianqian arrived at the villa, following the address Chen Fang had sent.
Her personal bodyguard hesitated. "Miss, something feels off. Maybe we should have them bring her to our turf instead."
"What could possibly be off?" Shen Qianqian scoffed. "I have ten men in there. That vixen is just one woman—what could go wrong?"
"But Miss, I really think we should be cautious," the bodyguard insisted.
Something about Su Hua’s presence unsettled him.
"Enough," Shen Qianqian snapped. "You’re getting more cowardly by the day. Stay here. I’ll go in alone."
She didn’t want him following anymore.
His paranoia was ruining her good mood.
"Miss, I must stay by your side to protect you," the bodyguard insisted dutifully.
"If you take one more step, I’ll have my father fire you!" Shen Qianqian glared.
The bodyguard fell silent.
He needed this job. His mother was bedridden, her surgery looming—and the medical bills were staggering.
He couldn’t afford to lose this job.
A shadow guard approached Su Hua. "Master, another woman followed Shen Qianqian—separate car. Should we apprehend her?"
Su Hua tapped the armrest of her chair. "No. Just keep an eye on her. Don’t spook them."
Shen Qianqian strode into the villa’s grand hall in a pink dress and heels.
Su Hua was trimming rose stems.
Ten bodyguards in crisp suits stood in disciplined formation nearby.
Shen Qianqian assumed they were hers.
She frowned.
What were these idiots doing? Why hadn’t they seized the woman yet?
"You—"
Before she could speak, Su Hua turned—now clad in a red qipao.
"Shen Qianqian. Finally here, I see," Su Hua murmured, crimson lips curving.
With her striking figure and bold red nails, Su Hua settled into the central chair like a queen on her throne.
Her aura was overwhelming, regal.
Shen Qianqian felt small in comparison, and it rankled.
Su Hua’s beauty only fueled her envy.
But no matter how alluring the woman looked now, soon her face would be ruined—reduced to a hideous mess!
"Miss Shen, care for some tea?" Su Hua gestured to the cup before her.
Shen Qianqian crossed her arms. "You’re awfully relaxed, vixen. But everyone here is mine. How long do you think this act will last?"
Su Hua arched a brow.
Clearly, Shen Qianqian hadn’t grasped her predicament yet.
Su Hua merely smiled faintly, silent.
Shen Qianqian lifted her chin. "I’m the sole heiress of Shen Corporation. Those who oppose me don’t fare well."
"I gave you a chance before. Had you just left Lin Xuan alone, none of this would’ve happened. But you had to be ungrateful—whispering lies to turn him against me, making him hit me."
The memory of Lin Xuan rejecting her, throwing tea in her face, even ordering his men to beat her—it made her chest ache.
She loved him so much, yet he treated her like this!
She blamed Su Hua for it all. If not for her poison, Lin Xuan would never have hated her.
She loathed Su Hua.
"Since you’re so stubborn, don’t blame me for what comes next. Even if you beg on your knees and swear to leave Lin Xuan, I won’t spare you!"
The bodyguards exchanged incredulous looks.
What kind of fool was this?
Couldn’t she even tell they weren’t hers?
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
