Wang Gebi was confident that with just a little time spent together, he could win over Liu Bingqing, the cold and distant beauty, with his natural charm.
He was definitely not the typical idle rich like Wang Gebi.
For an assassin, it was often necessary to play different roles.
Skills in conversation, eloquence, and business were all mandatory subjects.
Sometimes, for certain needs, even the art of flirting and seduction had to be professionally trained.
Lost in thought, Liu Bingqing couldn't believe she was finally free once she returned home.
Since graduating from university, she had been working at Yuanhe Group, almost leaving the best years of her life there.
But Wang Gebi's words made her efforts almost futile, yet they also gave her a choice.
Her heart was filled with endless melancholy. With idle time came endless pondering, and she began to feel like she couldn't fully understand this young man.
Why?
Why did this happen?
Was he replaced by someone else?
Otherwise, how could he easily grant her freedom?
Was there some sort of mystery behind it?
Was it a trap or a bait?
Or what kind of scheme was he really plotting?
But he was just a playboy, so where did he get all these ideas from?
Wasn't he just eating, drinking, and having fun every day?
Occasionally, he would come to the company and harass her, his fiancée.
The more Liu Bingqing thought, the more confused she became, feeling that something was amiss.
She hesitated over a short resignation letter, rewriting it over and over.
Even if she managed to write it perfectly, she didn't know whether to submit it or not.
Wang Gebi's transformation completely threw Liu Bingqing off balance.
She didn't know what consequences would follow if she took this step.
Or rather, she didn't know what Wang Gebi was up to.
What was his intention?
Biting the pen, Liu Bingqing stared blankly, at a loss.
Ring, ring, ring.
The crisp ringtone of her phone snapped her out of her daze.
Uncle Liu?
Did something happen?
Liu Bingqing's attention shifted instantly from Wang Gebi.
"Hello? What? What? Okay, I'll be right there."
Grabbing her wallet, she hurried to the door with her phone in hand.
Soon, she arrived at the underground garage and drove to the hospital.
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Hospital, VIP single ward.
"You're here too, little sister."
At the door, Liu Bingqing met her younger sister, Liu Bingshuang, who was still in college.
"Yeah, Uncle Liu just called me. It seems Dad's in trouble."
Liu Bingshuang was a bit anxious. She had grown up under the care of her sister and father and had never experienced something like this before.
"Come on, let's go in and see."
Liu Bingqing speculated inwardly.
The two sisters hurried into the room and looked at the unconscious Liu Yan, then turned to the assistant beside him and asked, "Uncle Liu, what happened?"
Liu Li responded anxiously, "Miss, it's bad. There's a big problem in the company. Many businesses have been disrupted, and lots of employees are starting to leave. Mr. Liu was so enraged after looking at the company's financial statements that he fainted."
So this was his tactic.
Liu Bingqing was infuriated. He actually used their family's company as a threat.
In this world, coincidences are rare. Just as Liu Bingqing proposed to cancel the engagement today, the company encountered a problem.
Liu Bingqing was convinced that it was the work of Wang Gebi next door because he had done similar things before, forcing a girl from a small family into bed.
Although Liu Bingqing had this idea, she didn't share it with her younger sister. She didn't want her sister to get involved in such matters.
"Frost, take good care of Dad these days. Uncle Liu, come with me to the company. I need to check the situation; we can't let things continue like this."
Liu Yan's wife left early, leaving behind their two daughters to live together. With his problems, all the responsibility fell on Liu Bingqing's shoulders.
Hurrying back to Liu's Group, Liu Bingqing immediately took over her father's position, efficiently cleaning up the mess, momentarily forgetting about the situation with Wang Gebi.
On the other side, Wang Gebi wasn't worried that Liu Bingqing hadn't come to work. He had confidence that she would eventually succumb to his advances, even if Liu Bingqing had a change of heart.
Could his father be as understanding?
No, they would have to obediently bring someone to his doorstep.
"Hello? Oh, I am... What?"
Wang Gebi, leisurely spinning in his boss's chair, suddenly received a phone call.
"What? My father had an accident? Where is he? I'm coming over right away."
Wang Gebi was surprised.
His father always had bodyguards with him.
With such a long procession of cars, who would dare to ram into him?
The absurd thing was that someone actually succeeded.
There must be a problem here.
Without much ado, Wang Gebi immediately drove to the scene.
He believed that there must be the scent of a colleague here.
It would be best not to let him catch them; otherwise, they would taste the bitterness of living worse than death.
Beep beep beep.
The sirens of police cars, the departure sound of ambulances, intertwined into a symphony of sounds.
Wang Gebi struggled to get to the scene after various obstacles.
The scene of the accident was extremely tragic.
A large truck had cut several bodyguard cars in half.
Fortunately, the truck's momentum was depleted after encountering the resistance of several cars.
By the time it hit Wang Yuanhe's car, it wasn't as forceful.
Just enough to deform the car.
Wang Gebi wanted to approach the crime scene and personally assess the situation.
Look for any traces of colleagues.
But before he could get close, a police officer in uniform had already stopped him.
"Sorry, sir, this is the crime scene. You can't approach."
The police officer politely said.
"I know, but I'm the victim's family."
Wang Gebi mentioned his identity, thinking that it would allow him to enter.
However, the police officer continued to guard his position.
"Wang Gebi, right? You came at the right time. I have something to tell you."
An experienced lead police officer walked over and said to Wang Gebi.
"What's the matter?"
Wang Gebi followed him, a bit puzzled.
"Well, your father's accident is not ordinary. After a thorough investigation, we found it unusual."
"After our tracking and investigation, we discovered that it was a business rival of yours who hired a professional hitman organization to target your father."
"The assassin has been captured by us, but we cannot disclose the specific opponent due to lack of evidence," the leading policeman said.
The lead officer didn't tell Wang Gebi that all this was reported by someone over the phone.
Is there really an assassin organization?
Hmph, it seems they don't regard me, the second-ranked assassin, highly.
Just wait, once I recover, you won't need to exist anymore.
"Also, your father is, after all, the victim. We hope you can cooperate with our work and come back with us to make a statement."
"Of course, of course."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
