Xu Mu looked at Meng Wanyue standing before him and asked with a smile, "Looking for me?"
"This is the data compiled for today." Meng Wanyue held out the documents in her hand.
She kept her head lowered, not daring to meet Xu Mu's eyes. What happened yesterday had been too embarrassing.
Especially since Xu Mu had seen her underwear—just the thought made her cheeks burn.
"Alright, just leave it in my office. I need to head upstairs first."
Xu Mu patted Meng Wanyue's shoulder and walked toward the elevator in the distance.
Meng Wanyue glanced back at Xu Mu. Yesterday, she had admitted to spying on him and even revealed she was sent by the Dragon King.
Yet he still allowed her to enter his office alone—was he really this trusting of her?
She suddenly felt a pang of envy toward Ye Tong. Living with a man like him must be wonderful.
......
Xu Mu took the elevator to the CEO's office.
Just as he was about to knock, a woman in uniform approached with a polite smile. "Mr. Xu, the CEO isn’t here. She’s probably with the Chairman."
"Got it."
Xu Mu nodded and turned to leave.
It was just as well that Xu Shou was there—this matter was too important, and it was the perfect time to inform his father.
Arriving at the Chairman’s office on the top floor, Xu Mu knocked on the door.
Hearing a response from inside, he pushed the door open.
Xu Shou was seated at his desk, while Xu Ningbing stood across from him.
"Xiao Mu, what brings you here?" Xu Shou asked with a smile.
Xu Mu sprawled on the sofa, crossing his legs with a sigh. "This company would go bankrupt without me."
"Go home and sleep it off if you're drunk!"
Xu Ningbing shot him a cold glare. She was already overwhelmed with company troubles, and here he was making sarcastic remarks.
Xu Shou chuckled. "So, kid, what’s your point?"
"Have you run into any trouble lately?" Xu Mu leaned back on the sofa.
"Yes. There’s a traitor in the company. We invested heavily in developing a new drug, but the formula was leaked."
Xu Shou looked at Xu Mu. "Only a few core executives and researchers knew the formula. We’ve been investigating, but there’s no trace."
"Dad, why bother telling him all this?" Xu Ningbing interjected. "He doesn’t understand company matters."
"Ah, my dear defeated rival, as if you’re any better."
Xu Mu said flatly, "I came here to tell you who the traitor is."
"You know?" Xu Shou stood up abruptly.
"Is it Meng Wanyue?" Xu Ningbing frowned. After all, Xu Mu had mentioned surveilling her yesterday.
"Don’t be ridiculous! Even I don’t know the formula—how would a newcomer like her?"
Xu Mu rolled his eyes. "It’s Qian Gang."
"Impossible!"
Xu Shou and Xu Ningbing shook their heads in unison at the name.
"Xiao Mu, Old Qian has been with me from the start. Back when our company was just two storefronts and we couldn’t even pay salaries, he stayed by my side without leaving."
Xu Shou said softly, "It can’t be him."
"People change. Their mindset shifts with their circumstances."
Xu Mu looked at Xu Shou. "A man who was once poor and insecure suddenly comes into wealth—do you think he’d still feel insecure?"
"Xu Mu! Do you have proof?" Xu Ningbing demanded.
"Would I be so sure without it?" Xu Mu smirked.
At this, Xu Shou’s expression darkened. Could it really be true?
Xu Mu sent a recording to Xu Shou’s phone.
Xu Shou glanced at it and pressed play.
Though the recording device altered the voice’s tone, Xu Shou recognized it immediately—it was Qian Gang.
After listening, Xu Shou and Xu Ningbing exchanged stunned looks. They had never suspected Qian Gang.
"Who is Feng Yue?" Xu Shou asked Xu Mu.
"I know her—she’s the owner of Moonlight Bar, a well-known socialite in Jiang City. Someone here used to visit her bar almost every day."
Xu Ningbing shot Xu Mu a pointed glance, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Xu Shou nodded slightly. He had heard about this too—Xu Mu would often pay for everyone’s drinks whenever he went.
"Why do you think I went to her bar?"
Xu Mu clasped his hands behind his head and leaned back on the sofa.
At this, Xu Shou and Xu Ningbing froze.
Could it be that Xu Mu had long suspected Feng Yue’s connection to Qian Gang and was investigating?
Xu Mu rubbed his nose awkwardly, unintentionally making himself look impressive.
But this explanation did help salvage his reputation.
"Kid! I underestimated you!"
Xu Shou’s expression turned serious. He hadn’t expected his son to be this capable.
This was true wisdom disguised as foolishness.
Xu Ningbing was utterly astonished. Over the past few days, Xu Mu had completely overturned her perception of him.
She had once thought of him as nothing more than a spoiled, incompetent playboy.
But now—his piano skills were extraordinary, his combat abilities unmatched, and he had even uncovered the traitor.
Each of these required years of dedication.
Xu Ningbing studied Xu Mu intently. There was something different about him now.
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"Kid, there are three people in this recording, right? Besides Qian Gang, there’s Li Feipeng from Flavor Foods. Who’s the third?"
Xu Shou looked at Xu Mu.
"Lin Yang. He’s not someone to underestimate. No offense, but I don’t think you or Sis can handle him."
Xu Mu’s expression turned serious as he spoke. "If you trust me, I want to be part of the decision-making for this situation."
"Of course."
Xu Shou agreed without hesitation.
His son had completely surprised him—he had misjudged him all along.
To endure so much ridicule as a 'good-for-nothing' without reacting—that kind of composure was rare.
"What’s your plan?" Xu Ningbing stepped closer to Xu Mu.
"Lin Yang gave Qian Gang seven days to get the material ratios and production process. He’ll definitely make a move soon."
Xu Mu’s lips curled slightly. "How many people know the exact ratios and methods?"
"Not many. Besides Dad and me, only one other executive and a pharmaceutical chemist originally from the Ye family."
Xu Ningbing explained.
"My plan is simple—feed Qian Gang false ratios and methods."
Xu Mu spread his hands. "Then let them invest heavily and watch them lose everything."
"Brilliant!"
Xu Shou clapped his hands together. "Tonight, I’ll secretly invite those two to our home. Both of you make sure to come."
Xu Mu and Xu Ningbing nodded in agreement.
"I’ll head back first. I’ll bring Ye Tong along tonight—after all, there’s a veteran from the Ye family involved."
With that, Xu Mu turned and left.
Xu Shou and Xu Ningbing stared at his retreating figure, lost in thought.
"Ningbing, were you wrong about him?" Xu Shou asked with a knowing smile.
After a long pause, Xu Ningbing replied coolly, "We’ll see. I’m heading back to work."
Xu Shou watched her leave and sighed. "Ah, if only Xiao Mu hadn’t married so early."
If he had known Xu Mu was this outstanding, he would have done everything possible to set up Xu Ningbing with Xu Mu.
Compared to Ye Tong, he much preferred Xu Ningbing marrying Xu Mu.
Though Ye Tong was also exceptional, Xu Ningbing was someone he had watched grow up.
...
Just as Xu Mu returned to his office, his phone buzzed with a message from a contact named Zhao Yingying.
She had sent a simple "Are you there?"
Xu Mu remembered this woman—she was the salesperson who had helped Ye Yu buy clothes back then.
The female lead of The Strongest Son-in-Law.
Xu Mu had a habit of judging people by their eyes, and Zhao Yingying’s unyielding gaze had left a deep impression on him.
"Why is she messaging me?"
Xu Mu murmured softly before replying, "I am."

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?"

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?!

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.”

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?