The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 616 A desperate move

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the ever-burning lights and traffic of the bustling city outline a dazzling yet cold skyline.

The noise and bustle were blocked by the thick soundproof glass, leaving only blurry light and shadow, like another world that had nothing to do with him.

Inside the window, all was deathly dark.

Fu Jin sank deeply into the large sofa, his figure almost blending into the darkness.

His eyes were bloodshot and frighteningly red. His once meticulously styled short hair was now disheveled and hung down in front of his forehead, exuding a strong sense of dejection.

He had lost count of how many nights he had spent like this, swallowed by boundless silence and longing, unable to fall asleep.

He even resisted going back to the villa located halfway up the mountain.

It was too big, too empty, a place that once held the essence of Wanwan: her favorite aromatherapy products, the novels she casually placed on the coffee table, the succulents she kept on the balcony…

Every corner silently reminded him that she no longer belonged to him, but was in another distant and unfamiliar world, surrounded, loved, and cherished by so many powerful and outstanding males.

A series of tearing, stabbing pains shot through my chest, as if I were being repeatedly torn apart by an invisible meat grinder. Only the numbing effect of alcohol could give me a brief moment of respite.

He downed the remaining amber liquid in his glass in one gulp, the burning sensation spreading from his throat to his stomach, but it did nothing to warm his cold heart.

Intense, almost irrational longing clung to him like a poisonous vine.

He desperately wanted to return to that era, even if it was just to see her again from afar, even if it was masochistic to watch her show other men the smile he could never have again.

He suddenly grabbed the phone from the table, the light from the screen stinging his eyes.

He dialed a number almost by muscle memory.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A sleepy voice came from the other end: "Hello?"

"Any results from the technical team?" Fu Jinshen's voice was extremely hoarse, revealing an undeniable urgency.

"President Fu!" The other party seemed to have fully sobered up, quickly cleared his throat, and his tone became respectful. "I've been following up on this. But... the team says that the energy fluctuations of that black stone are already very weak, and it's estimated that it can only support one more incomplete shuttle at most. The technical team is urgently searching for possible alternative energy sources around the world, but there hasn't been any breakthrough progress yet."

"How much longer are we going to search?" Fu Jinshen's voice suddenly rose, filled with barely suppressed anxiety. "I've waited too long!"

He had been back for too long this time, and he didn't know how Wanwan was doing over there.

He was worried about such a dangerous world!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging emotions, and his voice turned cold, carrying a do-or-die determination: "Let them continue searching. Until then, use the remaining energy to send me there."

"President Fu! This is too dangerous!" the other party hurriedly dissuaded. "The team leader has repeatedly emphasized that the remaining energy cannot reliably support the shuttle process, and you may not be able to return! The safest way is to wait until a replacement energy source is found..."

"Can't come back?" Fu Jinshen repeated in a low voice, his gaze fixed on the false prosperity outside the window, a bleak smile curving his lips.

Without Wanwan, the world had long lost all color and meaning for him; it was nothing more than a magnificent prison.

Even the identity of the head of the Fu family, which he had once obtained at great cost and with great effort, now seemed so dull and uninteresting to him.

“I’m giving you one last week.” He interrupted them, his tone leaving no room for argument and carrying the implication of an ultimatum. “If you can’t find a replacement energy source after a week, use all the remaining energy to send me there.”

He hung up the phone and tossed it carelessly onto the sofa, making a dull thud. Since this was likely a one-way street, he had to make all the necessary arrangements in these final moments.

In the days that followed, he was like a tireless machine.

He personally interviewed several top professional managers and ultimately selected a team whose abilities and loyalty had been tested, entrusting them with full authority over the daily operations of the Fu Group.

At the same time, he swiftly and decisively dealt with his so-called "relatives" who had been eyeing him covetously and constantly trying to trip him up.

He gathered evidence, sent people to prison; created crises, forced them into bankruptcy, and signed share transfer agreements... He did it swiftly and decisively, without any mercy.

He no longer felt any affection for these people, only a deep-seated hatred that had been building up for over twenty years.

If it weren't for these jackals and tigers constantly coveting the family property and tearing each other apart.

He shouldn't have chosen to hide his weaknesses in order to protect Wanwan.

He didn't want Wanwan to be exposed to danger, so he kept using various smoke bombs to lull them into a false sense of security, even at the cost of making her misunderstand...

Thinking of this, my heart clenched violently again.

His original plan was flawless.

Just before he was about to fully seize power, Wanwan unexpectedly noticed something amiss.

In order to prevent her from being drawn into the vortex of family struggles and to ensure her absolute safety, he could only choose to endure for the time being, and even deliberately distance himself, preparing to explain everything to her after he had completely cleared all obstacles and firmly sat in the position of power.

The so-called "fiancée" was nothing more than a marriage arranged by his family that he had never acknowledged. He had already secretly plotted to make her family itself vulnerable.

The ring she saw... was a rare pink diamond that he had specially purchased from an overseas auction. He had spent countless nights drawing up the design and supervising the polishing process, and had the initials of their names engraved on it.

He originally planned to use it to formally propose to her on the day he successfully seized power.

In the six months following Wanwan's "departure," he used even more drastic and ruthless methods than originally planned, overwhelming all competitors with overwhelming force, and finally gained the approval of his grandfather, who had always been watching from the sidelines, officially becoming the undisputed head of the Fu family.

He was overwhelmed with immense joy as he sat in that office that symbolized supreme power.

From then on, he could be with Wanwan openly and honestly, and no one would dare to be so blind as to hurt her.

He relaxed completely, and his first thought was to find Wanwan!
He eagerly picked up his phone and dialed the number he knew by heart, only to hear the cold message, "The user you dialed is currently on another call."

He was stunned for a moment, then realized with a wry smile that he had been blocked long ago.

Without the slightest hesitation, he picked up his car keys and drove directly to the place she later rented.

He already knew she had moved to a very poor rental apartment.

His young girl was so stubborn; after the breakup, she cut ties with him cleanly, as if she wanted to erase all traces of his existence.

(End of this chapter)