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Bian Yiqiu hung up the phone and turned to He Xu, who was sitting across from him. “Are you saying that Qian Ying might soon surpass his father and start doing arms deals with foreign weapon merchants?” He Xu nodded, pulling out a few photos from his file. Though the clarity wasn’t great due to the angle from which they were taken, it was still clear that the man in the photo had a rugged look, different from that of a typical Eastern man. “Do you recognize this man?” Bian Yiqiu picked…- 208.3 K • Completed
- In the end, they didn’t reach any conclusions. Bian Yiqiu stated that he was open to mutual equity holdings, but the share ratios would have to be recalculated based on the market value of both parties. He wasn’t willing to lose even the slightest advantage. Ke Mingxuan had just been moved by Bian Yiqiu’s half-teasing sigh, his heart softening for a brief moment, only to be instantly enraged. If I were to agree to an equal-value equity swap with you, I’d have to be out of my mind. Pei Siyuan…
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- Ke Mingxuan was sick, and it wasn’t just a mild case. Pei Siyuan sat across from him, wondering whether he should call his personal doctor to come check on him, or just send him straight to a psychiatric hospital for a few days. Otherwise, with how Young Master Ke was acting, all the hard work they’d put in over the past seven or eight years to build their media empire might be handed over to someone else. Pei Siyuan still couldn’t understand how President Bian from Jiu’an had managed…
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- When Bian Yiqiu arrived at his office at 11:35, the person he was supposed to meet had already been waiting for nearly two hours. Hearing movement by the door, the man who had been standing with his back to him in front of the floor-to-ceiling window turned around. Without a hint of impatience, he smiled and said, “President Bian, your office is really impressive.” “Young Master Qian, sorry to keep you waiting,” Bian Yiqiu glanced at the two tall, well-dressed foreign bodyguards standing…
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- That insane, inhumane torment dragged on until noon, leaving Ke Mingxuan on the verge of snapping. What brink him to the brink of madness, though, was how Bian Yiqiu simply got up after satisfying himself, completely turning a blind eye to the fact that he was still painfully hard. The fire burning in Young Master Ke’s chest finally exploded. In a few swift moves, he tore off the blindfold and kicked open the bathroom door. Like a feral, enraged beast, he pinned Bian Yiqiu against the wall and fucked…
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- “How many people have you killed?” Ke Mingxuan asked him. “I don’t remember.” Bian Yiqiu narrowed his eyes, as if recalling something. “The first time I stuck a knife into someone’s body, I was only six years old. Over the years, I’ve punched, slashed, and even pressed a gun to people’s heads… tsk, I can’t even count them all.” He spoke with a faint smile at the corners of his lips, his expression relaxed, his tone light and even cheerful. There was even a hint of nostalgia…
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- All fear stems from our own imagination, especially when you feel a threat is everywhere, lurking around you, hanging over your head. This kind of fear grows infinitely. At its mildest, it might lead to something like paranoia; at its worst, it could cause a split in personality, leading to some extreme behavior. Of course, the fear born from imagination isn’t the most terrifying part. Hmm? What’s the most terrifying? Well, that’s when this fantasy becomes reality. For example, take our President…
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- In the following days, Boss Bian was unwaveringly dedicated to his romance strategy. He’d pick Young Master Ke up every night after work… ahem, though the whole “dropping him off in the morning” thing never materialized since Boss Bian couldn’t bear to part ways with his cozy bed. But no matter how late Ke Mingxuan worked overtime, the moment he stepped out of the He Sheng building, he’d always spot Bian Yiqiu waiting for him. Then came the dates, the flowers, and the gifts in an…
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- The recent calm wasn’t because Ruan Chengjie suddenly grew a conscience or because Ke Mingxuan scored a decisive victory. Rather, it was because every spring during Lunar New Year, all members of the Ruan family were required to return to the ancestral home in the capital to visit the esteemed Elder Ruan, Ruan Hongsheng, the founder of Huarui. During that time, Ruan Chengjie was too busy scheming and competing with his uncles, brothers, and cousins within the family to have time to bother…
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- The car made a sudden stop, pulling Bian Yiqiu back from his memories from two months ago. He furrowed his brow and glanced at the rearview mirror, meeting Zuo Cheng’s innocent face, which was as expressionless as ever. “Red light,” Zuo Cheng said. Bian Yiqiu couldn’t be bothered to respond. He turned his head to look out the window at the busy city street and finally realized they had returned to the city. Not far away, a grand building with a unique twisted design shot up into the sky.…
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