Lin Xuan's wife, Qin Ruoyao, had always maintained a secret affair with him.
By the way, in the end, Lin Xuan was even killed by him and Qin Ruoyao, his body dumped into a lake. The rescue team searched for days but never found it. Lin Xuan’s corpse would surely bloat into a grotesque, unrecognizable shape, rotting and stinking somewhere unknown.
But all of this...
Was just a dream, completely opposite to what happened in reality.
"Lin Xuan, just you wait!" Lin Li gritted his teeth, enunciating each word. "I won’t let you off the hook."
"I haven’t lost completely!"
Yes, he still had a chance to turn things around.
He would grow his company and wait for the day Lin Xuan was abandoned by Su Hua.
By then, Lin Xuan would have no strength left to resist him.
"Lin Xuan!"
Lei Hui had arranged for a small surveillance device in the hospital room.
Lin Li’s appearance and voice were all captured by Lei Hui’s ears and eyes.
Lei Hui shook his head.
Even after being crushed by the boss, Lin Li still refused to give up on retaliating.
Tsk, what a tenacious cockroach.
But despite all the schemes Lin Li had used against the boss over the past two years, he had never gained the upper hand.
If Lin Li kept trying to target the boss, not only would he fail, but he’d likely end up outmaneuvered instead.
How pathetic.
It almost made Lei Hui feel a little sorry for him.
Shaking his head again, Lei Hui quickly pushed thoughts of Lin Li aside.
The company had plenty of urgent matters to handle—work took priority. Lin Li’s antics could wait.
No matter how much Lin Li struggled now, it was pointless.
Midnight.
The dead of night. Outside the window, dark clouds loomed heavily, blotting out even a sliver of moonlight.
A masked nurse entered the hospital room.
Lin Li was still awake, torturing himself by scrolling through his phone.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw the nurse, her face completely concealed, stirring an inexplicable unease in him.
"Who are you?"
The nurse replied, "Mr. Lin, I’m here to change your medication."
Lin Li frowned. "Then why haven’t I seen you before?"
"Oh, that." The nurse smiled. "The one who usually tends to you is my colleague. She’s on leave, so I’m filling in."
"Hmm."
Lin Li nodded.
He didn’t doubt her words—this was Yun Du First Central Hospital, after all, with strict security.
If Lin Xuan wanted to send someone to abduct him, it would be impossible unless he had supernatural powers.
Maybe he was just overthinking things.
The strange feeling in Lin Li’s heart faded.
The nurse took out a syringe.
Lin Li frowned. "I need an injection?"
"Yes." The nurse answered calmly. "It’s an anti-inflammatory shot. Your wound is slightly infected—this will help."
Lin Li’s brows furrowed tightly.
Why did this feel so off?
The nurse wiped his arm with alcohol, then plunged the needle in, injecting the full dose into his bloodstream.
Two minutes later, Lin Li realized he couldn’t speak—or even move.
What the hell was happening?
His heart pounded violently with fear.
The nurse smirked. "Mr. Lin, I came here today specifically to take you away and beat you up."
Hmph. How dare he bully Young Master Lin? He had a death wish.
Today, she would teach Lin Li a proper lesson.
"Come in." The nurse snapped her fingers.
Two men dressed as doctors entered.
"Carry him to the ambulance," the nurse ordered.
"Yes."
The two men immediately placed Lin Li on a stretcher and carried him out.
A security guard frowned. "Where are you taking him?"
The nurse replied, "Sir, this patient is in critical condition. We need to transfer him to the neurology hospital immediately."
The guard nodded.
Ah, so that was it.
"Then hurry up—don’t delay his treatment."
"Ugh—mmph—!" Lin Li struggled, but his limbs were paralyzed. The guard couldn’t see his distress inside the stretcher.
"Thank you, sir." The nurse smiled gratefully.
"No need, no need. Just doing my job."
And just like that...
Su Hua’s subordinates openly took Lin Li out of Yun Du First Central Hospital.
They drove to a desolate, uninhabited area.
Then, like dragging a dead dog, they hauled Lin Li out of the car.
Lin Li’s mind was still clear.
Staring at them, his terror grew infinitely.
Who were these people? Why had they brought him to this godforsaken place?
"Give him the antidote," ordered Su Wu, one of the disguised shadow guards.
"Got it." Su Qi nodded.
She stepped forward, pulling out another syringe. Without bothering to sterilize it, she jabbed the needle into Lin Li’s skin.
Once the injection was done...
Lin Li scrambled up from the ground. "Wh-who are you people?"
Even as he tried to stay composed, his voice trembled uncontrollably.
Su Qi sneered. "We’re here to teach you a lesson."
"As for anything else... Lin Li, you’re not worthy of knowing."
Lin Li clenched his fists. "Are you Lin Xuan’s people?"
In this world, only Lin Xuan could hate him this much.
Su Qi replied coldly, "No."
It wasn’t him.
It was Lin Xuan’s girlfriend—their master, Su Hua.
How could the young lady sit still after learning the man she loved had been bullied?
So she sent them to deal with him.
Lin Li’s frown deepened.
If not Lin Xuan, then who?
The fear of the unknown made him shiver inside.
He never wanted to relive the torment of being imprisoned again.
Thud!
Lin Li dropped to his knees before them.
"Please... spare me. I’m begging you."
He even kowtowed, knocking his forehead against the ground.
The three shadow guards remained unmoved.
To them, Lin Li was only begging out of fear.
And they despised him—how dare he scheme against Young Master Lin? He had a death wish.
Young Master Lin was their lucky star.
Anyone who targeted him was their enemy!
"Lin Li, don’t worry. We’re not here to punish you," Su Qi said with a smile.
"We’re here to reward you."
"Reward?"
Lin Li frowned.
What reward?
But if that was the case... maybe he was safe after all.
He exhaled in silent relief.
Su Wu and Su Ba exchanged curious glances.
Reward?
Weren’t they here to deal with Lin Li? What reward?
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