He wants to adopt a younger sister, but his aloof wife disagrees.

"She froze to death in a rented room where the temperature was minus ten degrees Celsius, all to save the last bit of money she had to buy me baby formula!"

"The longevity lock she clutched tightly in her hand before she died was the token of your love she gave her. She waited for you to come and take her away until her last breath! But what about you?!"

"You're in your luxurious mansion in the capital, embracing your new lover, enjoying your life of extravagance!"

Every word Jiang Che uttered was like a sharp knife, stabbing deeply into Ye Zhentian's heart.

Ye Zhentian's face was deathly pale, his breathing was rapid, and he clutched his chest and coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough... Che'er... I know I've let you and your son down..."

Ye Zhentian trembled as he pulled a document from his pocket and placed it on the table:

"That's why I came. I've come to atone for my sins."

"This is the share transfer agreement for the Yip Group, and also a will."

"As long as you're willing to acknowledge your ancestors and return to your roots, as long as you're willing to call me 'Dad'..."

"The Ye family's assets, worth hundreds of billions, will all be yours in the future."

"Although Qingcheng is capable, she is, after all, a woman, and too narrow-minded. Ye Chen is even more of a waste. Only you... only you are worthy of the position of head of the Ye family."

"Come back, Che'er. Come home with me."

Ye Zhentian looked at Jiang Che, his eyes filled with pleading and expectation. This was his last bargaining chip, and also his final obsession as an old man nearing the end of his life.

He believed that no young person could resist the temptation of hundreds of billions.

however.

Jiang Che looked at the document and smiled.

The laughter was extremely sarcastic and contemptuous.

"Hundreds of billions?"

Jiang Che extended a finger, gently picked up the document, and then, in front of Ye Zhentian, tore it to shreds, bit by bit.

"Hiss—hiss—"

The sound of paper tearing was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

"Ye Zhentian, don't you understand yet?"

Jiang Che tossed the scraps of paper in his hand, which fell like snowflakes.

"I don't care about your money, and I don't care about your Ye family."

"I can acquire Panlong Bay for 10 billion. I can turn Qingyun·Wanxiang into a landmark worth hundreds of billions."

"I have Shen Qingge, I have Qingche Entertainment, and I have my own business empire."

"While my current net worth is still not comparable to the Ye family, it's only a matter of time before I swallow you all up."

Jiang Che walked up to Ye Zhentian, leaned down, and whispered in his ear:

"I don't want your charity."

"What I want is to personally trample everything that your Ye family is so proud of under your feet."

"I want you to see how the family honor you've protected your whole life can be reduced to ashes because of your cold-bloodedness and selfishness."

"This is the way I'm giving you 'atonement'."

Ye Zhentian stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

He saw absolute confidence and a power capable of destroying the world in Jiang Che's eyes.

He finally realized he was wrong.

That's completely wrong.

...

...

The tiger cub he abandoned has now grown into a dragon capable of devouring everything. His attempt to pacify the dragon with a few pieces of rotting flesh is utterly ridiculous.

"well……"

Ye Zhentian stood up shakily, his figure appearing as if he had instantly hunched over ten years.

"Since you've made up your mind, then... let's meet in the business world."

"However, Che'er."

Ye Zhentian walked to the door, stopped, and didn't turn around:

"The waters in the capital run deep. Although the Ye family is old, they are not extinct. You think you can swallow us up so easily?"

"Watch out... Ye Qingcheng."

"When she goes crazy, she'll even bite me."

After saying that, Ye Zhentian pushed open the door and disappeared into the night.

That figure, so desolate and forlorn, carried a poignant sense of a hero's twilight.

Jiang Che stood in the courtyard, staring at the gate that had been closed again, and remained motionless for a long time.

Until a warm coat was draped over his shoulders.

"Gone?"

Shen Qingge woke up at some point and stood behind him, gently wrapping her arms around his waist.

"I'm leaving." Jiang Che grasped her hand, feeling the warmth of her palm. "We're completely even now."

"Are you feeling unwell?" Shen Qingge asked.

"I don't feel uncomfortable." Jiang Che turned around, hugged her tightly, and rested his chin on her forehead. "On the contrary, I feel... very relaxed."

"Because I know I don't belong there."

"I belong here. I belong to you."

Shen Qingge didn't say anything, but tiptoed and kissed away the tear that hadn't fallen from the corner of his eye.

"That's good."

"Whatever you want to do, I'll be there for you."

"Even if I tear a hole in the sky above the capital, I'll still hand you a ladder."

Jiang Che smiled, a smile of relief.

"it is good."

"Then let's see just how high the sky is in the capital."

"Next..."

Jiang Che looked towards the Panlong Bay construction site in the distance, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"It's that crazy woman Ye Qingcheng's turn."

"If she wants to play, then I'll play with her to my heart's content."

...

...

Time flies, and it's already late autumn.

Autumn is the most beautiful season in Beijing, with golden ginkgo leaves carpeting the streets and a clear, azure sky. However, this year, the eyes of all Beijingers are not on the red leaves of Fragrant Hills, but on the commercial marvel that has risen from the ground in the heart of the CBD.

It took six months and cost 50 billion yuan (additional investment) to complete, with workers working day and night.

October 1st, National Day.

The former unfinished project "Panlong Bay" – [Qingyun·Wanxiang] – has officially unveiled its mysterious veil.

At nine o'clock in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone on the huge building, all the media, guests, and tens of thousands of ordinary citizens who were waiting for the opening couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

It was no longer a cold, lifeless box of steel and concrete.

This is a "living" three-dimensional city.

The building, hundreds of meters high, is covered with layers of green vegetation, resembling a giant vertical forest. Three giant waterfalls cascade down from a height of hundreds of meters, creating a magnificent rainbow in the sunlight, and the mist instantly moistens and refreshes the surrounding dry air.

The interior of the building is even more enchanting. The enormous dome uses smart glass that can be opened and closed, allowing sunlight to stream into the atrium without any obstruction. A sky garden modeled after the "Fairyland of Penglai" floats in mid-air, and among the pavilions and towers, there are actually white cranes flying (holographic projection technology + trained real cranes).

Hermès' first global "Garden Flagship Store," Louis Vuitton's "Art & Travel" concept store, and the private restaurant of a Michelin three-star chef that only existed in legends...

Everything here has redefined people's understanding of "shopping mall".

This is not a shopping mall; it is the Garden of Eden of the East, a model for future cities.

The opening ceremony was attended by many celebrities.

CEOs of the world's top luxury groups arrived in their private jets to show their support; half of the entertainment industry's stars dressed up to attend, just to get some attention on the red carpet; and ambassadors from various countries to China also came to offer their congratulations.

Standing in the center of the stage, receiving the spotlight from everyone, were Jiang Che and Shen Qingge.

Jiang Che wore a well-tailored dark suit, exuding a calm and composed aura; Shen Qingge, on the other hand, wore a red haute couture gown, looking stunning and domineering, like a queen ascending the throne.

"Mr. Jiang, congratulations! This is simply a miracle!"

"President Shen, the Shen Group has truly shown remarkable foresight this time!"

The two were surrounded by countless praises and compliments.

Meanwhile, in an old residential building a few kilometers away from the ceremony site.

A woman stood by the dimly lit window, staring intently at the "Qingyun·Wanxiang" building in the distance, which gleamed in the sunlight.

She is Ye Qingcheng.

In just six months, she seemed to have aged ten years. Her once exquisite makeup was gone, replaced by a pale, haggard face filled with resentment.

Ever since "Panlong Bay" was sold off cheaply, she became a sinner to the Ye family. The board of directors dismissed her from her position, her father Ye Zhentian was completely disappointed in her, and even her good-for-nothing younger brother Ye Chen dared to mock her in front of her.

She lost everything.

The person who started all of this is now standing on a cloud, enjoying the glory that should have been hers.

"Jiang Che... Shen Qingge..."

Ye Qingcheng's fingers dug into the windowsill, oblivious to the fact that her nails were breaking and bleeding. A mad flame burned in her eyes.

"You ruined me... I'll ruin you too..."

"What I can't have, no one else can have!"

She turned around and looked at a photo on the table. The photo showed Su Xiaoruan smiling brightly.

"Nation's Little Sister? Ha..."

Ye Qingcheng's lips curled into a twisted, cold smile. She picked up a bottle of medicine and a sharp dagger from the table and stuffed them into her trench coat pocket.

"Tonight, I'll give you the biggest 'opening gift' ever."

……

Night falls.

【Qingyun·Wanxiang】has ushered in its most dazzling moment. All the lights are on, and the entire building seems to have been transformed into a crystal wonderland.

A private celebration party is being held in the rooftop garden. Only the most distinguished guests and their families are allowed to come up.

Su Xiaoruan was overjoyed today. Dressed in a beautiful princess dress, she flitted through the garden like a butterfly, sometimes teasing the holographic phoenix, sometimes savoring the exquisite desserts that were too beautiful to eat.

"Xiao Ruan, don't go too far, be careful." Shen Qingge said with concern, holding a glass of champagne.

"I know, sister! We're all family here, what's there to be afraid of!" Su Xiaoruan made a face and ran away again.

Jiang Che stood on the edge of the terrace, looking down at the brightly lit night view of Beijing.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Qingge walked to his side.

"I'm thinking... am I being a bit too harsh on them?" Jiang Che smiled faintly. "The Ye family probably can't even get an admission ticket here right now."

"They deserved it." Shen Qingge took his arm. "The business world is like a battlefield; only the victors are remembered. If we had lost, they would have trampled us even more."

Just as the two were enjoying the joy of victory.

Jiang Che's brows suddenly furrowed slightly.

【Ding! 】

[God-level perception triggered: A highly malicious target has been detected approaching!]

[Target locked: Host at 10 o'clock position, 50 meters away, disguised as a waiter.]

Jiang Che suddenly turned his head to look.

A "waiter" wearing a mask and with a slightly hunched posture was seen carrying a tray and slowly approaching Su Xiaoruan, who was looking at the goldfish.

That figure from behind...

Although he was disguised, Jiang Che recognized him at a glance.

Ye Qingcheng!

"Qingge, stay here and don't move!"

Jiang Che uttered a single sentence and dashed away like lightning.

"Jiang Che? Where are you going?" Shen Qingge was taken aback.

Just then, the "waiter" suddenly sped up, covered Su Xiaoruan's mouth with one hand, and used his other hand to press a handkerchief soaked in ether hard against her nose.

"Ugh—!!"

Su Xiaoruan stared wide-eyed in terror, struggling desperately, but quickly lost her strength and collapsed softly into the man's arms.

"Come with me!"

Ye Qingcheng's voice was hoarse as she dragged Su Xiaoruan towards the edge of the garden. There was a landscape maintenance passageway there that wasn't completely closed off, leading directly to the unopened area downstairs.

"stop!"

A loud shout rang out.

Jiang Che burst through the crowd like a cheetah and stood in front of Ye Qingcheng.

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng had already torn off her mask, revealing her twisted and crazed face. She had one hand around the neck of the unconscious Su Xiaoruan, and the other hand held a dagger against Su Xiaoruan's carotid artery.

"Don't come any closer!!"

Ye Qingcheng screamed, "If she comes any closer, I'll kill her!!"

The surrounding guests screamed and scattered in fright. Security guards rushed over upon hearing the commotion, but dared not make any rash moves.

Shen Qingge ran over, her face deathly pale. Seeing this, she nearly fainted: "Qingcheng! You're crazy! That's Xiaoruan! She has no grudge against you!"

"No grudges or hatred? Hahahaha!"

Ye Qingcheng laughed maniacally, tears ruining her makeup:

"Shen Qingge, you stole my man (referring to Gu Yanzhi from back then), and you also stole my project! Your husband ruined my family and my future!"

"You call this having no grudges or enemies?!"

She pressed the blade inward, and blood instantly seeped from Su Xiaoruan's fair neck.

"Today I'm going to make you taste the pain of losing a loved one! I'll make you suffer for the rest of your lives!"

Jiang Che stared intently at Ye Qingcheng, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

His [Grandmaster of Fighting] skill was already operating at full speed; he was calculating distance, speed, and how to subdue Ye Qingcheng before she could make a move.

five meters.

At this distance, if she forced her way through, Ye Qingcheng would have enough time to slit Su Xiaoruan's throat.

We have to distract her.

"Ye Qingcheng".

Jiang Che suddenly calmed down, his voice becoming eerily steady:

"The person you hate is me. Let her go, and I'll be your hostage."

"You?" Ye Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then grinned maliciously. "Fine! Come here! Kneel down and beg me! I'll consider letting this little girl go!"

She wanted to humiliate him, to see this arrogant man grovel before her.

"it is good."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Che slowly bent his knees, assuming a kneeling posture.

Shen Qingge covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes. She knew how proud Jiang Che was; for Xiao Ruan, he actually…

Just as Jiang Che's knees were about to touch the ground, a sliver of perverse pleasure flashed in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, and her attention was slightly diverted in that instant.

"System! Ultimate Burst!"

boom--!

Jiang Che's body seemed to defy the laws of physics. Instead of kneeling down, he used the force accumulated by bending his knees to launch himself out like a cannonball!

Five meters, a fraction of a second.

It happened so fast that Ye Qingcheng's brain didn't have time to react, and her hand didn't even have time to press down the dagger.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

Jiang Che precisely grabbed Ye Qingcheng's wrist, which was holding the knife, and twisted it sharply.

"ah--!!!"

Ye Qingcheng let out a piercing scream, and the dagger fell to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, Jiang Che used his other hand to pull the unconscious Su Xiaoruan into his arms, then raised his foot and kicked Ye Qingcheng in the stomach.

Bang!

Ye Qingcheng was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the landscape stone behind her. She spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, and could no longer get up.

"Little Softie! Little Softie!"

Shen Qingge rushed over like a madwoman, took her younger sister from Jiang Che's arms, and checked her injuries. Seeing that she was only unconscious and had a minor cut on her neck, she breathed a sigh of relief and burst into tears while holding her sister.

Jiang Che slowly walked up to Ye Qingcheng.

At this moment, the eldest daughter of the Ye family lay on the ground like a dead dog, with no trace of her former glory.

She looked down at Jiang Che, her eyes filled with fear and despair.

You lost.

Jiang Che's voice was as cold as if it came from hell:

"They not only lost in the business world, but also lost their last shred of basic human decency."

The police arrived quickly.

When Ye Qingcheng was handcuffed and taken away, she had gone completely mad, muttering incoherently such as "I didn't lose" and "I am the eldest daughter of the Ye family".

……

Late at night, at the hospital.

Su Xiaoruan has woken up and, after examination, is fine, just shaken. She's currently curled up in bed, holding onto Jiang Che and Shen Qingge's hands tightly.

"Brother, sister, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, it's alright now," Shen Qingge comforted her, her eyes red. "The bad guys have been arrested by the police."

Jiang Che sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the two most important women in his life. Although the murderous intent in his eyes had dissipated, the deep chill remained.

Ye Qingcheng went inside.

But the Ye family still exists.

Ye Zhentian is still alive.

This feud between wealthy families, sparked by a longevity lock, did not end with the success of "Qingyun·Wanxiang" or Ye Qingcheng's imprisonment.

On the contrary, this is just the beginning of something much crueler.

"Han Xiao".

Jiang Che walked out of the ward, dialed a phone, and his voice was frighteningly calm:

"Pass the word down."

"Starting tomorrow, we will short all listed companies under the Yip Group."

"I want Ye Zhentian to see with his own eyes how his business empire is reduced to ruins."

"This time, we must nip it in the bud."