Chapter 69: Is that all? So what!

Chen Xi suddenly understood!

Leng Wanqiu must have found out about me and Song Wanrou!

How did she find out?

When did she find out?

How much does she know?

A flood of shock and doubt surged through him; Chen Xi's mind tightened to its limit, and panic gripped him utterly!

No matter how he thought about it, this now seemed like a dead end!

Leng Wanqiu wouldn't come knocking just on suspicion—she must have concrete evidence in hand!

Chen Xi's heart turned to ash.

Yet, a sliver of hope still clung to him!

Leng Wanqiu's reaction was so intense, it proved she still cared for me—if she had no feelings at all.

She was the CEO of the Leng Group, worth tens of billions.

Why would she personally come to deal with me?

All Leng Wanqiu had to do was wish it, and Chen Xi wouldn't even get to see her before being crushed to death!

Thinking of this, Chen Xi no longer cared about anything else.

He immediately began his performance.

Chen Xi spoke with a trembling, tearful voice, full of plaintive sorrow: "Sister Wanqiu, why do you think so poorly of me? I just fell in love—that's all! I've always seen you as my elder sister!"

"I've never once cursed you in my heart, and there's really nothing between me and Song Wanrou—there's more to this story!"

"Don't laugh at me, but though I'm lowly and insignificant, I've always secretly loved you."

Leng Wanqiu was stunned!

She grabbed Chen Xi's hair, yanking it back and forth until his scalp burned with pain, as if it might tear off—but he still forced a smile.

Leng Wanqiu scanned Chen Xi from head to toe.

"Hss—"

"He doesn't even look like an idiot?"

"Then why does he treat others like fools?"

Chen Xi begged urgently:

"Sister Wanqiu, please give me a chance to explain!"

Leng Wanqiu was more than willing.

After all, she was recording video right now.

The more Chen Xi spoke, the better—Song Mo wouldn't mind a long video anyway; she could savor the torment later.

First, let's hear what Chen Xi has to say.

Chen Xi then began his tearful, dramatic recounting of the whole story.

In Chen Xi's account:

He was a naive, innocent boy; Song Wanrou was a deceitful woman hiding behind a gentle facade—he only wanted to be friends with Song Wanrou, but never expected she would try to sleep with him.

He was passive, innocent, the victim—all of it was forced upon him.

As Chen Xi wept bitterly, he also begged Leng Wanqiu to deliver justice, insisting his inner pressure was unbearable.

"Clap, clap, clap."

Leng Wanqiu clapped.

When a man has no shame, he is truly invincible.

But regardless, he'd given her a statement—something to hand over to Song Mo.

So Leng Wanqiu resumed tormenting Chen Xi.

Chen Xi was about to go mad!

He'd already begged!

He'd already said it was Song Wanrou's fault!

Why was she still tormenting him?

With his head crushed under Leng Wanqiu's shoe, Chen Xi thrashed wildly and screamed at the top of his lungs: "This is Huaguo! Leng Wanqiu, no matter how powerful you are, can you guarantee you'll never fall?"

"Don't risk your future over a moment of rage!"

"I'm just an orphan with nothing!"

"You're a billionaire CEO!"

"Not worth it! Not worth it!"

Chen Xi's words were surprisingly sharp.

So Leng Wanqiu lifted her shoe from his head and instructed the burly men around her seriously: "Look—he actually understands the law, and knows how to protect himself."

"Make sure to clean up all traces afterward."

"If any trouble arises, whoever steps forward to take the blame—I'll give them ten million."

"The group will cover all education costs until their child finishes university; we'll also cover elder care expenses."

At these words,

the people around him looked at Chen Xi with burning eyes.

Their gazes pleaded silently.

"Brother, please—give me a chance."

"Go ahead! File the complaint!"

Years of state-provided meals bought a lifetime of ease; the pressure and burdens on his body vanished all at once—what a bargain this was.

Immediately, burly men sprang into action.

They stuffed a cloth into Chen Xi's mouth.

First, they wiped his entire body with a rag, then meticulously scrubbed him with steel wool.

They saw Chen Xi's forehead bulging with veins from the pain.

Leng Wanqiu felt a pang of pity.

"Oh dear, such a severe superficial wound—let's disinfect it with some saltwater."

Good heavens.

The bodyguards beside her began looking at Leng Wanqiu with fear; this boss was truly a living hell-god!

Are all rich people this cruel?

In the space of a casual chat, she made a man wish he were dead.

Chen Xi truly regretted it!

He regretted that though he had sensed Leng Wanqiu's change in attitude, he still wanted to squeeze one last payout from her, to drain every last drop of benefit!

Why didn't he just leave? Why didn't he go to Song Wanrou?

Song Wanrou was incomparably more beautiful than this fat woman, gentle and cultured, nothing like Leng Wanqiu's cruelty!

Song Wanrou was simply a kind angel among mortals!

Chen Xi swore that if he survived this.

He would rush straight to Song Wanrou, revel in her tenderness, and savor the joy of being alive!

But who knew—if Song Wanrou heard Chen Xi's evaluation of her, "kind" and "angel," would she give him another Biochemical Mother Body as a reward?

Guaranteed to be a different illness!

Chen Xi fainted from the pain.

Leng Wanqiu clapped her hands. "Let's go."

One of the bodyguards hesitated and said:

"Boss, are we leaving now?"

"He's still alive…"

He truly thought Leng Wanqiu meant to kill Chen Xi!

Leng Wanqiu sighed.

"This isn't Mianbei—do you really want to get tangled in a murder case?"

"If someone dies, even the strongest legal team won't help!"

Even if Leng Wanqiu truly wanted to kill Chen Xi,

she wouldn't kill him here.

There are too many people here—wouldn't that leave her with evidence for others to use?

Besides, Leng Wanqiu is just a domineering CEO, not a hired assassin; she has no habit of treating human lives as worthless.

She merely wanted to vent her inner rage, record a video as a gift for Song Mo, hoping he would forgive her.

Leng Wanqiu watched the video of the disheveled Chen Xi—his pitiful appearance was indeed horrifying, but in truth, she had held back precisely.

It hurt like hell, especially after the saltwater was poured on.

But if you examined him, it would be no more than a minor injury.

Leng Wanqiu led her people away.

At the same time, she casually forwarded the video to Song Mo.

She waited for Song Mo's reply.

…

Song Family.

Song Mo received the video from Leng Wanqiu.

He watched it in full.

Admittedly, it was satisfying.

But…

Compared to what he had suffered in his past life, what was this?

He had lost his very life.

Song Mo smiled faintly, saying nothing.

He had always been a man who held grudges.

Some things, this alone was not enough.

(End of Chapter)