Wan Donglin was definitely no Wang Xiaohao; crossing him ant complete obliteration.
Wan Donglin was part of the true elite. Ordinary people might amass so wealth through hard work, perhaps beco nouveau riche, but to ascend to Wan Donglin’s level, one had to either be born into it or rely on extraordinary luck.
I actually thought he would have backed off after the New Year’s Eve kidnapping. I never expected him to double down. Yan Xixi suddenly felt very dejected. I know he’s the one pulling the strings from the shadows, yet I’m completely helpless against him.
"Wang Xiaohao was never a decent person to begin with. Even Brother Kun said he wasn’t invited tonight. I don’t know why he showed up uninvited. I believe after tonight, he won’t dare show his face for a long ti. Xixi, you don’t need to take it to heart."
She offered a sweet smile but didn’t respond.
They continued walking, remaining silent for a long ti in the night breeze. It was the longest period of silence they had ever shared. An incidental glance from Huang Xiaojue revealed an odd anger on her face, a desire for revenge so intense he had never observed in a woman before. She isn’t like other won, who grumble and then let go after being wronged. No, she’s not like that. She’ll hold a grudge, planning ticulously until revenge is served. Furthermore, no one can sway her determination. If she were to seek revenge against Wan Donglin with such an attitude, wouldn’t the odds be stacked against her?
Yan Xixi also silently contemplated. This is the first ti I’ve truly understood how different Xiaojue’s and my worldviews are. So issues, trivial in his eyes, are major stressors for . If I don’t plot ticulously, I won’t be able to vent this pent-up frustration. To put it simply, I’m narrow-minded and I pay back every slight.
Until midnight, Yan Xixi constantly tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Wan Donglin was like a restless ghost, persistently haunting her thoughts. With Wang Xiaohao gone, who’s next? she wondered. Several tis, she considered picking up her phone, dialing his familiar number, and unleashing a torrent of insults, but each ti, she forced herself to hold back.
Insults are useless, offering nothing more than the fleeting satisfaction of venting; they have no real value. But how can I hit Wan Donglin where it hurts?
Despite considering thousands of tactics, she found none applicable. Wan Donglin could end her life by rely lifting a pinky from behind the scenes, while she couldn’t even get a glimpse of his face. This realization was truly despairing.
Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, she suddenly rembered that long-forgotten stranger. I want to ask him for so ideas, she thought. But after a thorough search, she realized his contact info had indeed been deleted, and she couldn’t add him again.
It seems like he’s made up his mind not to bother with anymore, she concluded.
Unwilling to give up, she dialed his number, only to find the phone was still disconnected.
She pondered, Has this guy run out of money for his phone bill?
An idea struck her. Should I top up his phone credit? But then she hesitated. That’s a bit much, isn’t it? After agonizing for a while, she ca up with an excuse: I never thanked him properly for helping with the house. Paying his phone bill can be my way of thanking him. So, she imdiately went online and topped up that number with 250 yuan.
A while later, she tried calling again. The call went through, but no one picked up.
Not to be thwarted, she sent him a text: "Dude, I topped up the wrong number, a full 250 yuan. How about you return so of it to ? Just 200 yuan would be fine."
There was no response.
She sent another ssage: "If you think 200 yuan is too much, then just return a symbolic amount... 150 would be okay... even 100 yuan... or 50 yuan would do..."
Still, there was no response.
At her wit’s end, she threw her phone down.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, her phone finally rang.
"I really f*cking want to smack you! Everyone who calls this number is a debt collector. I finally managed to get it disconnected, and you, you little wastrel, got it reconnected! Miss, why are you ssing with like this? Do I have so kind of grudge with you?"
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