At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

Her eyes widened instantly, especially when she saw the woman with exceptional temperament and appearance next to Chen Geng, who was clearly extraordinary, and the expensive-looking new suit Chen Geng was wearing!

Comparing herself to the stingy, balding old man beside her, a strong sense of bitterness and resentment welled up inside her.

She immediately took out her phone and secretly snapped a picture of the three of them from the side, especially a clear frontal shot of Mu Xueke, and quickly sent it to Su Qingqing.

"Qingqing! Look! I ran into Chen Geng at the Peninsula Mall! He's with a stunningly beautiful woman! Not the last one! And his mom's with her too! This woman looks incredibly rich and elegant! Has Chen Geng hooked up with a new rich and beautiful woman?!"

Su Qingqing was anxiously waiting in the outer room of Lu Shiming's office for the sound of things being smashed inside to subside.

Hearing her phone vibrate, she picked it up impatiently and tapped on the picture—instantly, she seemed to be frozen in place, her face turning deathly pale, her fingers gripping the phone tightly.

In the picture, Chen Geng stands tall and straight, dressed in appropriate new clothes, with a calm expression.

And the woman beside him... Su Qingqing would never mistake her for Mu Xueke, the new president of Hanfeng Group!

That woman who made her not dare to breathe loudly at the board meeting!

Cui Lanzhen was also present, with a gentle smile on her face, and the atmosphere between her and Mu Xueke was harmonious.

Chen Geng... he's actually getting so close to Mu Xueke?

They seem to have a close relationship?

Mu Xueke even accompanied him to buy clothes?

Was Choi Lan-jin also present?

An indescribable, complex emotion instantly overwhelmed Su Qingqing!

Shock, disbelief, regret, jealousy, and a touch of inexplicable panic and self-loathing.

Her ex-husband, whom she once discarded like trash, now seems to stand at a height she can only look up to, surrounded by women a thousand times more outstanding than her.

And here she is, waiting to serve a capricious, unpredictable spoiled brat, selling herself for a pitiful amount of resources...

My phone vibrated again. Niu Dan sent a message: "Qingqing? Why aren't you saying anything? Should we go over and say hello?"

greet?

Su Qingqing shook her head violently, locking her phone screen as if she had been burned, her heart pounding.

No, she can't go there!

She was too ashamed to face Chen Geng, and even less courageous to appear in front of Mu Xueke.

She could only clutch her phone tightly in her hand, her nails almost digging into her flesh, her head down, trying to suppress the sudden surge of tears welling up in her eyes.

Just then, the door to the inner office was yanked open with a loud bang, and Lu Shiming walked out with a gloomy face. Seeing Su Qingqing, he impatiently waved her over: "What are you standing there for? Come in!"

Su Qingqing trembled, hurriedly suppressing all her emotions, forcing a stiff smile, lowering her head, and quickly walking into the office filled with the smell of smoke and a sense of oppression.

The door slammed shut behind her, cutting off the dim light from outside.

Late at night, in Chen Geng's hotel room.

After settling his mother in the next room to rest, Chen Geng returned to his own room.

Everything that had happened during the day left him feeling unsettled.

He stood by the window, looking at the city's dazzling yet cold night view.

Power... He needs more power, not just intelligence, but also the actual ability to protect himself and his loved ones.

He used to be a bit arrogant!

He can no longer rely solely on intelligence "prophets"; things must change.

Cui Lanzhen's guest room is separated by a wall.

The steam in the bathroom had not completely dissipated, and the air was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood provided by the hotel.

Wearing a soft bathrobe, Cui Lanzhen sat on the sofa by the window, holding a cup of long-cold calming tea in her hand, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

Everything that happened today was like an overly exciting movie.

But after the initial fear, another, more complex emotion slowly surfaced.

It's that girl named Mu Xueke.

Cui Lanzhen had lived most of her life as a housekeeper in Shenzhen and had met many wealthy ladies and young women, some kind and some mean, but she had never met anyone like Mu Xueke before.

She was so beautiful and had such a great temperament; she looked like she came from a truly wealthy family. Yet, she had no airs at all towards me, the cleaning lady. She spoke softly and gently, her eyes were sincere and caring, and she made arrangements for me with thoughtfulness and consideration.

Later, when I accompanied Xiaogeng to buy clothes, she had good taste and was opinionated, yet she knew how to respect others and didn't insist on paying. Her perfect sense of propriety made me feel comfortable from the bottom of my heart.

This girl is truly exceptional. Her looks, personality, family background, and abilities—she's outstanding in every way. And she's good to our Xiao Geng too…

An idea that even she herself found too bold and far-fetched popped into her head uncontrollably—if Xiao Geng could marry a wife like that in the future, she, as his mother, would be laughing in her sleep.

But as soon as the thought arose, she suppressed it herself.

She shook her head and gave a wry smile.

What are you thinking! They're like phoenixes in the sky, while we're just lowly farmers...

Even though he's successful now, working as an assistant to a big boss, he's still far, far behind that kind of family.

Don't be delusional and cause trouble for your son.

It's already a blessing for Xiao Geng to have such a good boss.

She sighed softly, and just then, her phone, which was on the bedside table, suddenly vibrated.

The screen lit up, displaying a completely unfamiliar local number.

Who could it be so late?

Cui Lanzhen was a little confused. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the phone and answered.

"Feed?"

"Lanzhen? Yes, it's me, Xiulian!"

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, low and heavily accented, sounding anxious and flustered!

"Xiulian?!"

Cui Lanzhen sat up straight immediately, both surprised and delighted.

"It's you! Where have you been? I couldn't get through to you on the phone! I was so worried! Someone was here today..."

She almost blurted it out when she recalled the danger she had faced during the day.

"Lanzhen, listen to me first!"

Yu Xiulian interrupted her abruptly, her voice filled with fear.

"I'm with Xiaoqiang, we're fine, for now. We're... hiding in our old home in the countryside."

"Don't tell anyone! Don't tell anyone who asks! At work... did anyone at work come to you today? Asking about me?"

Cui Lanzhen's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of the two fierce-looking men and women from earlier that day, her tone became tense:

"Yes! This morning, a man and a woman, pretending to be customers, came to the company and demanded to know where you were!"

"Luckily, Xiao Geng and... his friend arrived in time... Xiu Lian, what trouble did you get into? Those two didn't look like good people, and they were carrying knives!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, only Yu Xiulian's heavy, suppressed breathing. After several seconds, she spoke with a sob in her voice.

"I knew it... I knew something bad was going to happen... Lanzhen, I'm so sorry, I've dragged you into this. I... I think I saw something I shouldn't have seen... Don't ask me the details, it won't do you any good to know."

"Remember this, whatever you do, don't tell anyone where I am, and don't admit you know me! Especially don't tell the police! I... I'm scared..."