Liang Cai, having been thrown like that just now, snapped out of his drunken stupor and struggled to crawl out of the burlap sack.
The alley was cloaked in darkness, but his eyes imdiately latched onto the girl bathed in ethereal blue moonlight.
Her glasses glinted coldly, like a looming hand from the shadows, perfectly choking his throat.
In such a setting, Liang Cai felt a chilling sensation shooting up his back, leaving him gasping for air.
"Who... who are you? What do you want from ?"
The girl raised her chin slightly, and Feng Yueyang was the first to rush forward, landing a solid kick on Liang Cai.
Liang Cai rolled on the ground once, but before he could steady himself, another kick landed squarely on his back.
Punches and kicks ca raining down in rapid succession, leaving him no ti to even cry out in pain.
In that deep, shadowy alley, aside from the distant sound of dogs barking, there was only the rustling of fists and feet against fabric, and Liang Cai’s muffled groans of agony.
"That’s enough."
Feng Yueyang stepped back a pace, blew at his fist, and then turned around with a cheeky smile, as if seeking approval. "Boss, my fighting skills are decent, huh? If I’m free, I’ll have Chong Ming take to the boxing gym more often—looks like I could use the practice."
Liang Cai was sprawled on the ground, more exhaling than inhaling.
Shen You’an walked up to him and stomped on one of his hands.
Just monts ago, Liang Cai had been as brazen as ever, but now he looked utterly defeated, lying before her like a battered dog.
"As a person, you need to have limits."
A cold voice fell from above his head.
In the blur of pain and fear, a flash of realization struck Liang Cai. That voice—
It belonged to the girl who had unexpectedly appeared at Crown Club earlier; she knew that boy.
Why did Feng Yueyang call her Boss?
Why was she standing up for Rong Xianning?
Who exactly was this seemingly unassuming girl?
Liang Cai’s mind was a chaotic jumble at that mont.
Only belatedly did the pain in his stomped hand register—a sharp, searing agony as the thick sole of her Martin boot rcilessly ground against the back of his hand, accompanied by the girl’s icy voice.
"If there’s a next ti, it won’t just be your hand."
The girl appeared young, yet exuded a commanding presence that terrified Liang Cai to his core. His usual bluster vanished completely, leaving him trembling and incoherent: "No... no, I wouldn’t dare anymore, I swear I wouldn’t dare."
"I don’t quite feel your sincerity. How about this—let’s deal with him directly. Remove the tools for wrongdoing, and this world will have fewer victims."
Chong Ming and Feng Yueyang shuddered simultaneously, their Boss had a heart of steel.
As n, they couldn’t help but shed a tear of sympathy for Liang Cai.
Poor fool—he just had to provoke the Boss.
Yet beneath their sympathy, a grave realization cast its shadow.
The Boss wasn’t soone who ddled in trivial affairs. Usually, if people didn’t cross her, she wouldn’t lift a finger.
For her to act so decisively against Liang Cai this ti—it must’ve been for the young Rong Xianning.
Feng Yueyang felt a twinge of jealousy. In the dim hallway earlier, he hadn’t gotten a good look at the boy’s face. He wondered what magnetic charm he held.
Liang Cai shivered violently, shaking his head frantically. "I truly understand now, Miss. Spare , I promise to live as a better person from now on."
But deep down, hatred burned fiercely. If he got the chance, he’d make sure this girl suffered, wishing for death but denied the relief.
Beneath the moonlit sky, the girl curved her lips into a faint smile, blinding yet chilling, like a celestial being shrouded in cold grandeur.
"You think that when the chance cos, you’ll exact your revenge on , won’t you?"
Liang Cai’s face stiffened, his expression locking up. He vehently denied, "No, absolutely not, Miss. You must believe ."
His internal fear of the girl deepened—could she possess mind-reading magic?
"A leopard doesn’t change its spots. I shouldn’t have placed any hope in you."
The girl shook her head, letting out a soft sigh.
Liang Cai sensed a change in the air around her. Clinging to desperation, he threw caution to the wind. "My dad is Liang Wei—you can go ask around about his standing in Chunzhou. If anything happens to , you and Feng Yueyang won’t be able to get away with it. You’ll both die with . Better wise up and let go now."
"You’re f*cking at death’s door and still running your mouth!" Feng Yueyang launched a kick straight at his face.
Liang Cai was sent sprawling backward, rolling on the ground with his forehead striking the wall, blood streaming down.
"Feng Yueyang, you’re finished! You think you can acquire my company? Dream on. As long as I’m alive, don’t even think about getting your wish." Liang Cai spewed his venom.
Feng Yueyang seethed with frustration.
Liang Cai chuckled maliciously, his gaze smug and full of contempt.
"Liang Wei stole Feng Chi’s team’s research results back in the day and has been plagued by his guilty conscience ever since. Now he’s nearing the end of his life, his successor is incompetent, and his only hope lies in Feng Yueyang turning things around."
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