Jiang Shuqin didn’t notice anything amiss at all.
Her mind was entirely occupied with images of Lin Chang, Wang Yajun, and that female secretary together.
And how she had acted for the good of the Lin family, only to realize that Lin Xuan’s methods were so formidable—not only had he managed to absolve himself completely, but he had even turned the tables and bitten back at the Lin family.
Wan'er, Yan'er, and Xiu'er, along with the way Lin Chang looked at her, made her feel as if she had committed some unforgivable crime.
Only Li'er—only Li'er would stand by her side.
The children she had given birth to, the husband she loved—their concern for her was even less than that of an adopted son.
A wave of sorrow surged within her.
Jiang Shuqin’s eyes reddened as she crouched on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Why? Why are you treating me like this?"
"Lin Chang, I gave up everything for you, and yet you cheated on me and now want a divorce! How dare you treat me this way?"
Regret flooded Jiang Shuqin’s heart.
If only she had listened to her father and brother back then and not gotten involved with Lin Chang, she would still be the eldest daughter of the Jiang Family. With the Jiang Family’s current influence, even if her husband didn’t love her, he wouldn’t dare do anything to betray her.
The moment this thought crossed her mind, Jiang Shuqin violently shook her head.
No, it wasn’t her fault!
It was the Jiang Family!
They were the ones who abandoned her first. All she had done was take some money from the family to help Lin Chang grow his business—was that so wrong? It wasn’t as if she had committed some heinous crime.
Yet for such a trivial matter, they had cast her out.
It was all the Jiang Family’s fault! If they hadn’t driven her away back then, she wouldn’t have fallen to this state!
Jiang Shuqin wiped the tears from her face and stood up.
She had only taken a few steps when she spotted three men in black suits, wearing masks and sunglasses, walking toward her.
What was this…?
A deep sense of dread rose in Jiang Shuqin’s heart.
"Hel—"
She barely managed to cry out the first syllable of "help" before one of the bodyguards clamped a hand over her mouth.
"Mmmph—!"
Jiang Shuqin struggled desperately, but it was useless.
The bodyguards swiftly gagged her with a cloth, bound her hands and feet with rope, stuffed her into a burlap sack, and threw her into the trunk of a car.
This was Jiang Shuqin’s first time being kidnapped like this.
She recalled the last time—when she had been beaten by thugs, causing her to miscarry and leaving her unable to conceive ever again.
Terror made her entire body tremble.
What did they want with her?!
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Su Corporation, CEO’s Office
Su Hua sat at her desk reviewing documents while executives reported their work.
One by one, the executives filed out of the office.
They couldn’t help but murmur among themselves:
"Honestly, CEO Su seems to be in an exceptionally good mood today. There’s even a faint smile in her eyes, and she’s hardly getting angry."
"There’s only one person who can make CEO Su like this—Young Master Lin. It seems these past seven days, when she didn’t come to the office, she was spending time alone with him."
"If only CEO Su could be in such a good mood every day, our lives would be so much easier."
Inside the office, Su Hua closed the file in front of her and said, "That’s all for now. Revise the documents according to my instructions and bring them back to me tomorrow morning."
"Yes, CEO Su."
The executive exhaled in relief as he left the office, silently praising in his heart:
Young Master Lin, you’re a legend!
Jiang Qing entered the office shortly after.
"CEO Su, we’ve captured Jiang Shuqin. She’s being held in the basement. How would you like us to deal with her?"
"Oh?"
Su Hua’s beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously.
A chilling smile curled at her lips.
"Let’s go. I’ll greet her myself."
Since she dared to target Ah Xuan, she had only herself to blame for what was coming.
"Yes."
Jiang Qing followed behind Su Hua, silently lighting two metaphorical candles for Jiang Shuqin in his mind.
Anyone Su Hua personally dealt with… wouldn’t end well.
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Dark Basement
The dim glow of a single yellow bulb barely illuminated the pitch-black basement.
Jiang Shuqin had been dumped unceremoniously onto the floor, the burlap sack finally removed from her body.
"Mmmph—!"
Her eyes widened in horror as she took in the array of torture devices surrounding her.
Who were these people?
Why had they taken her?
What did they want?
Soon, one of the men yanked the gag from her mouth.
"Who are you?!" Jiang Shuqin snarled through gritted teeth. "Do you even realize this is illegal?"
"Do you know who I am? I’m the wife of Starlight Group’s chairman! And I’m also the Jiang Family’s only daughter!"
"Wife of Starlight Group’s chairman, Jiang Shuqin," the bodyguard said coldly. "Yes, we’ve captured the right person. Starlight Group is a business—if we do something to you, they can’t do a thing about it. After all, when your son and husband were beaten, what could they do?"
"As for being the Jiang Family’s daughter—the Jiang Family has political and business connections, and their influence is indeed intimidating."
Jiang Shuqin shouted, "If you know how powerful my background is, then release me at once!"
The bodyguard smirked mockingly.
"Jiang Shuqin, have you forgotten? You severed ties with the Jiang Family long ago. They publicly disowned you, and you haven’t had any contact with them in years."
"So tell me—what kind of ‘Jiang Family daughter’ are you?"
Jiang Shuqin’s heart turned to ice.
From the looks of it, these people had no intention of letting her go.
Her gaze swept over the torture tools—the iron brands, the glowing coals—and her entire body trembled.
"Jiang Shuqin, just wait here quietly for our master to arrive."
With that, the bodyguard stepped back, keeping his eyes fixed on her to prevent any escape attempts.
Time crawled by.
Every second was agony for Jiang Shuqin.
Finally—
Creak—
The basement door swung open.
"Master."
Voices filled with reverence rang out.
Jiang Shuqin whipped her head toward the entrance.
Su Hua’s striking beauty was unforgettable to anyone who had seen her even once.
The moment Jiang Shuqin recognized her, her eyes bulged in shock.
Wasn’t this the woman who had appeared at Li'er’s engagement banquet?
She was Su Hua, CEO of Su Corporation—the largest financial conglomerate in Xia Country!
These men had just called her master…
Did that mean… she was the one who had ordered her kidnapping?
Jiang Shuqin’s brows furrowed tightly.
She had no connection to Su Hua—why would she target her?
Unless… this was a case of mistaken identity?
The thought calmed her slightly.
If this was all a misunderstanding, Su Hua would surely let her go unharmed.
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.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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?"
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.”
