In that instant, she couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to ask right then and there.
But as she opened her mouth, she realized she couldn't make a sound.
After leaving the office with a complex mix of emotions, Chi Yin felt somewhat dazed.
She had grown up in the Dragon Soul Organization, personally trained by Ye Chen's master, which made her fiercely loyal to Ye Chen.
However, as an orphan, she desperately wanted to know who her family was.
Did they abandon her, or was there another reason?
So, secretly, she had been investigating, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find any information about her parents.
It was as if they didn't exist in this world.
Over the years, she had almost given up hope.
Today, Tang Yu suddenly brought it up, leaving her momentarily stunned.
"What else does he know? Why is the Dragon King my enemy? What does this have to do with the Tang family?"
Various questions swirled in her mind.
After taking a deep breath, she quickly regained her composure.
First, investigate the Tang family!
Since the Tang family had a connection to her father, following this lead should uncover the truth!
At that moment, her phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the screen and saw it was the Dragon King calling.
She quickly ran to the rooftop of the office building and answered the call, "Dragon King, what are your orders?"
"Chi Yin, how's the investigation going?" Ye Chen's voice came through.
She hesitated for a moment before replying, "I've obtained the first set of documents, I'll send them to you later."
"Good, you're the most reliable. Thank you for your hard work."
Hearing that things were going smoothly, Ye Chen finally relaxed.
He smirked sinisterly into the phone, "As long as you complete the task before Ling Han, you can be my woman before her."
Chi Yin held the phone, unsure how to respond to that.
Suddenly... she felt a bit queasy, not really in the mood to eat.
Tang Yu's remark about the Dragon King being her enemy had significantly altered her mindset.
"Huh? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Not hearing the usual excited and grateful response from Chi Yin, Ye Chen's tone grew slightly displeased.
Chi Yin snapped back to reality and quickly replied, "Someone came in just now, I didn't hear you. I'll go deliver the documents now."
After saying that, she hurriedly hung up the phone.
She quickly snapped photos of the fake documents with her phone and rushed to deliver them to the business department.
When she returned, Tang Yu was busy typing on his keyboard, creating more fake documents.
Seeing Chi Yin take so long to come back, Tang Yu couldn't help but grin.
[This silly girl must have copied the documents secretly. Hilarious.]
[They say big breasts mean low IQ, but with her flat chest, her intelligence isn't much better.]
[No wonder she's been fooled by Ye Chen and his master for so many years. Sigh, she's quite pitiful.]
Hearing these thoughts, Chi Yin couldn't help but twitch her mouth.
Could you stop mentioning the flat chest thing already?
I really want to punch someone.
But upon hearing Tang Yu mention Ye Chen and his master, she had no choice but to believe him!
This guy even knew about the existence of the elder in the Dragon Soul Organization!
After messing around with fake documents for a while, Tang Yu stretched and finished his work.
Looking at Chi Yin standing nearby, he thought for a moment and instructed, "Oh, by the way, the company is planning to venture into gaming. I need you to help me with some research."
"How should I do the research?"
Chi Yin knew this guy was up to something again.
Tang Yu walked over and turned on the TV mounted on the office wall, then connected the game console.
"There are twenty-five games here, all the best-sellers on the market right now."
"I want you to complete all of them and send me a daily report."
"Also, the company provides free snacks and bubble tea, and all food deliveries are reimbursed. You can order whatever you want."
"You can focus on this for now. If you get tired, you can take a nap in the rest area. It's all good."
Hearing Tang Yu's arrangement, Chi Yin was a bit dumbfounded.
"Alright, start playing now. Don't slack off, I can see you through the office cameras."
After giving a serious reminder, Tang Yu left the office with a smile.
[Haha, moving her elsewhere isn't ideal.]
[To prevent her from causing trouble elsewhere, let her play games all day.]
Hearing Tang Yu's thoughts as he left, Chi Yin sat down, feeling utterly speechless, and started playing the games.
Soon, she became immersed in the gaming world.
July 13th.
Playing games.
July 14th.
Playing games.
July 15th.
Playing games.
July 16th.
Chi Yin, Chi Yin, how can you be so decadent? Have you finished investigating everything?
July 17th.
Playing games.
...
Moonlight Hotel.
On the twelfth floor, in one of the guest rooms.
A female waiter stood at the door and gently knocked.
"Hello, sir. It's been two hours past the check-out time. Are you still in the room?"
It was now 3 PM, and the check-out time was supposed to be at 1 PM.
According to hotel rules, if the guest hasn't checked out two hours after the deadline, the staff needs to check the room.
After knocking several times with no response, the waiter used the hotel keycard to open the door.
Once inside, the room was chilly due to the air conditioning, with the temperature set quite low.
The waitress shivered and noticed the bathroom light was on. She walked over and peeked inside to find a woman lying in the bathtub.
The water in the bathtub had turned blood red.
Soon, a scream echoed through the hallway.
Within a few minutes, the hotel's medical staff rushed in to attempt resuscitation.
"It's no use..."
After a while, the medical staff shook their heads.
News of the suicide at Moonlight Hotel quickly spread.
Many guests, upon hearing the news, immediately checked out.
Tang Yu also arrived at the scene as quickly as possible.
When he got there, the new general manager of the hotel, Zhao Li, was already waiting.
Seeing Tang Yu, Zhao Li quickly apologized, "Mr. Tang, it's my fault. I just took over the hotel and this happened."
The previous general manager had barely warmed up his seat before getting a promotion, and Zhao Li had just stepped in to handle this hot potato.
If this wasn't handled properly, it could seriously damage the hotel's reputation.
"It's not your fault," Tang Yu patted his shoulder and asked, "What's the situation now?"
"The scene has been sealed off, and the police are investigating. Initial judgment is suicide."
Zhao Li replied.
"Suicide?"
Tang Yu frowned.
Guests who could afford to stay at Moonlight Hotel were all wealthy individuals.
There's a saying online: "Being rich doesn't guarantee happiness."
That's because the happiness of the rich is unimaginable to ordinary people.
So, over the years, there had never been a suicide at Moonlight Hotel.
When life is enjoyable, who would want to end it?
Zhao Li glanced around and lowered his voice, "However, the police found that the victim's hair was missing a chunk, and it's likely she was..."
"But there's no evidence."
"What about the surveillance?"
"The surveillance didn't show anyone entering her room."
Tang Yu's brow furrowed deeper. This case indeed seemed off.
He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, sitting down to think for a moment. Suddenly, he thought of someone.
Dragon Fang.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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...
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.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
