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But soon, he regained his composure. The issue with Lin Qingyue was no longer about feelings; it had become a matter of pride.

Chen Fan’s disdain and his threats towards a woman—these were things Ye Aotian could not tolerate.

He had sworn to make those who looked down on him pay and to ensure that any man who threatened a woman would meet a miserable end.

But simply assassinating Chen Fan wouldn’t work; this guy had already sensed Ye Aotian’s hatred for him. He probably had bodyguards.

Things would have to be handled slowly.

In reality, the protagonist was overthinking it. Chen Fan didn’t even have bodyguards. In fact, he might as well hang a sign around his neck saying, “Please, someone kill me. Hurry up! I’m itching for it!”

Begging for abuse, begging for harassment.

“Song Ming, what’s the situation with Li Long?”

“Boss, I think Li Long may have figured out it was you.”

“It doesn’t matter; it was bound to come out sooner or later. Since I did it, I’m not afraid of Li Long. By the way, how’s his team? How many have been turned?”

“More than half of the managers hate Li Long. Once Li Long dies, it should be easy to take in his subordinates.”

“I see. Recently, I’ve felt like I’m on the verge of breaking through again. When the time comes, I’ll use absolute strength to show these people what real power is.”

Song Ming nodded.

“By the way, what’s going on with Lin Qingyue’s company?”

“Her company’s stock has stabilized. Didn’t she thank you?”

Recalling the look Lin Qingyue gave him, Ye Aotian couldn’t help but smile and said, “She already thanked me. She just didn’t dare express it in front of Chen Fan, but I understood her intentions.”

Is this guy an idiot?

No. 7, who had been watching Ye Aotian’s soliloquy, couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Having observed everything so far, No. 7 was convinced that the protagonist was definitely brain-damaged.

It was obvious that Lin Qingyue saw him as a fool.

You sent the money yourself, and you didn’t want it back—why would she refuse? Who wouldn’t take free money? If it were me, I’d take it too. Too proud for his own good.

Meanwhile, the Lin Qingyue that Ye Aotian kept thinking about was currently looking at a photo of her and Chen Fan from their childhood, lost in thought.

This protagonist is beyond saving. Someone should just bury him.

But No. 7 had discovered something different—ancient martial arts. She had learned about them.

This made No. 7 slightly suspicious of this world.

Could there really be powers like superhuman abilities?

More importantly, Ye Aotian’s strength had improved. In just a few days, this guy had gotten even stronger. You had to admire it—after all, he was the protagonist. For him, leveling up was as easy as drinking water.

“Investigate someone for me: Zhu Yeqing. I want to know everything about this woman. Oh, and also, Jin Lan, the top official in Qincheng.”

“Zhu Yeqing is easy to check, but Jin Lan might be tough. If we investigate Jin Lan, she’ll probably know it was us.”

A top official—yes, that would be tricky.

Under Jin Lan’s leadership, Qincheng’s ranking had steadily improved. It was clear that Jin Lan was a terrifyingly powerful figure.  But Ye Aotian didn’t believe that Jin Lan would really care about Chen Fan. She was probably just doing it out of respect for Chen Fan’s father, which was why she always kept this good-for-nothing around.

Maybe this woman could be won over.

Qincheng had so many beautiful women, which made Ye Aotian very happy.

All these women belonged to him—none would escape.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Ling Yuyan.

“I feel like I’m about to break through again. Can you help me?”

“Why should I help you?”

“Didn’t you last time …”

Are you freaking kidding me? Last time, I wanted to beat you up, but you broke through on your own!

However, family orders required Ling Yuyan to assist Ye Aotian as much as possible, which made her deeply annoyed.

Damn it. Just because he’s the protagonist, why should I help him?

“I’m busy, not interested.”

“What if people found out about your little secret as a thief?”

There it was—the threat. Hearing his voice over the phone, Ling Yuyan felt her whole body stiffen.

Chen Fan’s diary had mentioned that Ye Aotian would use her identity as a female thief to threaten her.

But now that she knew who he was, there was no way she would ever help him.

Before, when she didn’t know his identity, she might have been threatened, but now, she didn’t care at all.

“Ask my family for help. With your father’s relationship with my family, it shouldn’t be hard to find a sparring partner.”

“I … I didn’t mean to threaten you.”

“It doesn’t matter. It’s not important. I’m very busy. Goodbye.”

The call ended.

Ye Aotian’s lips curled into a wicked smile. Interesting, very interesting.

Ling Yuyan was certainly an interesting woman.

But it didn’t matter who helped him; Ye Aotian didn’t think that just because Ling Yuyan wouldn’t help, the Ling family wouldn’t find someone to aid his cultivation.

She was probably genuinely busy and had no time to assist.

At noon.

Jin Lan asked, “Got some time?”

“Yes, Boss. What’s up?”

“That girl we met yesterday—how is she?”

“Uh, I sent her back and bailed her out. Why do you ask? What’s with the sudden interest?”

“Nothing, just that she seems unusual. Be careful.”

“Don’t worry, it’s fine. She’s just a woman, after all. I think she’s quite decent, well-mannered. Didn’t you always tell me to groom my subordinates?”

“Alright. Set up a time later, let’s head over. I’ve been thinking of getting some beauty treatments done.”

Chen Fan nodded.

[I’m certain of it—Jin Lan is going through a second youth. Damn, this woman actually wants to go to a beauty salon.]

[And the person she picked is Zhu Yeqing. That woman is just like her name—a viper.]

[Every night, she tries to kill me. Sigh, poor her, having to keep up this act with me until the end.]

[I’m curious though, how will she make the first move to sleep with me? What approach will she take to be proactive? Hehehe, hahaha, this trash novel sure is generous with its rewards.]

Sleep with you? I’d rather weld myself shut with an electric torch than sleep with you, you shameless man. You’re all the same in the Chen family.