"I just met with General Zhao, and he said that there need to be some adjustments to the contract details. He asked me to wait for his message," Su Wenchao hesitated for a moment and said with a forced smile, "Mr. Li and Mr. Wang also expressed the same opinion."
"Adjustments?" Su Jianguo's face turned dark, and he inwardly sensed trouble.
"Sly old fox!"
However, Su Bingtian didn't think much of it. He waved his hand casually and said, "The preliminary work has always been done by Muqiu. Now that Wenchao is suddenly taking over, they must be trying to take advantage and gain more benefits. It's no big deal."
"Probably..."
Su Wenchao discreetly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Noticing Su Wenchao's subtle movement, Su Jianguo's eyelid twitched, and his intuition told him that something must have gone wrong. However, he didn't dare to inquire further in front of Su Bingtian, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
It was only after Su Bingtian left that he spoke coldly, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Thud!
This time, it was Su Jianguo who knelt down in front of Su Wenchao.
"Dad, I... I got beaten!" Su Wenchao cried with a mournful face, "As soon as I arrived at Zhao Group, that Zhao Yongrong, without saying a word, beat me up. He said I'm not qualified to sign a contract with him, even if Grandpa went in person, it wouldn't work."
"They want to cooperate, but only with Su Muqiu!"
As he spoke, Su Wenchao's disappointment turned into anger, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Mr. Li and Mr. Wang are the same. Although they didn't physically attack me, they specifically mentioned that only Su Muqiu could handle the signing of the contract."
"In my opinion, Su Muqiu must have used some unspeakable means and colluded with those old men, engaging in secret transactions. Otherwise, how could they refuse to make money and reject cooperation?"
Businessmen pursuing profit!
Apart from Su Muqiu's body, there was simply no profit for people like Zhao Yongrong to do this!
"Damn it!"
Su Jianguo's originally excited mood sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant. He sat heavily on the sofa behind him, seething with anger, "You despicable Su Muqiu, you are truly despicable to the core!"
"Since you have no scruples, don't blame me for fighting fire with fire!"
His voice was filled with extreme venom.
Su Wenchao asked, "Dad, what should we do next?"
"Don't worry, let me think."
Su Jianguo contemplated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "You just mentioned that Su Muqiu colluded with them, but do you have any evidence?"
"I don't have any evidence, but..."
"No evidence? Then we'll create some!"
Before Su Wenchao could finish speaking, Su Jianguo sneered, "Here's what you'll do: find a few photos of Su Muqiu with those old foxes, and get a skilled photo editor to do some Photoshop magic. Then send it to Xiao Zhan's phone."
"Xiao Zhan?"
Su Wenchao was taken aback.
Su Jianguo nodded and said, "Now, Xiao Zhan is Su Muqiu's husband. If he sees Su Muqiu being intimate with other men, having ambiguous relationships, what do you think will happen, considering his violent temperament?"
"He will definitely personally beat that wretched Su Muqiu to death!"
Su Wenchao's eyes lit up immediately, and he stood up and turned around, saying, "There's no time to waste, I'll take care of it right away."
A cold smile appeared on Su Jianguo's lips.
Xiao Zhan was a violent man, a rapist! Once he laid his hands on Su Muqiu, would people like Zhao Yongrong still find her attractive? Would they still refuse to cooperate with the Su Group for her sake?
Moreover, Xiao Zhan had disrupted the engagement ceremony, bringing shame to the Su family. Su Bingtian was deeply saddened by this and went to see Director Song, hoping to send him back to prison. He hit Su Muqiu, providing a perfect reason to arrest him!
Killing two birds with one stone, it's a win-win situation...
...
At that time.
Fuyuan Residential Area.
Su Muqiu and Liu Hongxiu were cooking together, preparing a delicious lunch with five dishes and a soup, filling the air with aroma.
"Uncle, come and have some meat."
After half an hour of interaction, Su Xiaomeng became even closer to Xiao Zhan, constantly serving him dishes. "The braised pork made by Mom is so delicious. Uncle, eat more so you'll have the strength to beat the bad guys and protect me and Mom."
"You're such a good girl."
Eating the meal prepared by his wife and hearing his daughter's heartwarming words, Xiao Zhan's smile was incredibly bright.
The feeling of having a home is wonderful!
However, Liu Hongxiu felt uneasy in her heart as she watched this. After much hesitation, she couldn't help but ask, "I heard that you were imprisoned before because..."
"Mom!"
Su Muqiu's expression changed slightly, interrupting Liu Hongxiu and whispering, "Mengmeng is still here. Why are you bringing this up?"
"It's nothing."
Xiao Zhan, on the other hand, didn't mind and replied, "Mom, if I told you that I was framed and wrongly accused, would you believe me?"
"Framed?"
Liu Hongxiu and Su Jiancheng exchanged glances, both taken aback.
Su Muqiu's heart trembled as well.
If Xiao Zhan was truly framed and wrongly accused, and that's why he was imprisoned, does it mean that Xiao Zhan himself isn't an irredeemable villain, a psychologically twisted dangerous person?
At least, up until now, Xiao Zhan hadn't shown the slightest hint of malice towards Su Muqiu and her family.
"I believe it!"
To everyone's surprise, Su Xiaomeng served another piece of braised pork to Xiao Zhan and said with a firm tone, "Uncle is a good person, just like my dad. He's a super invincible hero, only a tiny bit worse than my dad..."
As she spoke, she even put down her chopsticks and made a gesture, looking both funny and adorable, making people unable to help but smile.
Xiao Zhan's heart was melting, and he wished he could give her a big kiss on her chubby little face.
Truly my daughter, naturally perceptive!
Suddenly, Su Muqiu received a phone call. "Mom, Zi Yi asked me to go shopping with her this afternoon."
"Go ahead, take a break and relax."
Liu Hongxiu nodded and smiled, saying, "Your dad and I will take Xiaomeng to school and maybe join in some square dancing. I heard from your aunt that Zi Yi has found a boyfriend, a young master from a wealthy family in the southern part of the city. He drives a 500,000 RMB Mercedes-Benz and treats Zi Yi very well..."
Speaking, intentionally or unintentionally, she turned her head and glanced at Xiao Zhan, her face filled with disappointment.
Xiao Zhan remained silent.
After the meal, Liu Hongxiu pushed Su Jianguo out of the door, accompanying Su Xiaomeng to the nearby kindergarten. Just as they left, three cars roared into the Fuyuan Residential Area.
Getting out of the cars were Zhao Yongrong, who looked flustered, as well as General Manager Li and General Manager Wang.
"Miss Su!"
Su Muqiu was about to close the door when she heard the shout. She instinctively turned her head and saw Zhao Yongrong and the others rushing towards her, each one trying to outpace the other, running faster than the next.
Soon, they arrived in front of Su Muqiu.
"Mr. Zhao? Mr. Li? Mr. Wang?"
Su Muqiu raised her delicate eyebrows, puzzled. "What brings you here?"
Earlier, Su Wenchao had called, boasting that Zhao Yongrong and the others had agreed to cooperate with him. They were supposed to sign the contract this afternoon, so Su Muqiu was surprised to see them here. What did Zhao Yongrong and the others intend to do?
Did Su Wenchao send them to make things difficult for her?
Thud! Laughing Proudly in the Literary World.
Thud! Thud!
Just as Su Muqiu was halfway through her sentence, an unexpected scene unfolded before her. Zhao Yongrong and the others, without catching their breath, unhesitatingly knelt down in front of her, one after another.
For an instant, Su Muqiu was dumbfounded.
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.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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...
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
