Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

She carried her tray and walked over unhurriedly, sitting down opposite the icy beauty with a smile.

"You must be Lu Jingxiu's sister, Lu Na?" Li Qingqing asked with a friendly smile. "I'm Li Qingqing, and I'm your brother's classmate."

Lu Na glanced at Li Qingqing, gave a faint "hmm," and then continued to eat the last bit of food.

Li Qingqing came here this time to interview Lu Na and see if she could get more information from her sister.

Thinking of this, she leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice: "Since we've run into each other, I wanted to talk to you. I haven't seen your brother much lately, it feels a bit strange, so I wanted to ask if something has happened to him?"

Lu Na put down her chopsticks, took out a pack of tissues, pulled out a tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth, and then looked up calmly at Li Qingqing.

She never expected that Li Qingqing would actually come to her.

She didn't reply because she realized that the other person's words were just a hook, and that they hadn't finished speaking yet.

Sure enough, Li Qingqing saw Lu Na raise her head, a faint smile on her face, and look at her:

"Because my brother used to pursue me, and he was really serious about it. You know what I mean? He'd squat by the playground and tie my shoelaces, and he'd say he was willing to humble himself for me... Sigh, he was really clingy back then."

"So, I'm actually quite worried about him... Oh, by the way, has he mentioned these things to you?"

Lu Na folded the tissue she had used to wipe her mouth and gently placed it on the side of her plate.

She could tell that Li Qingqing's sudden dredging up of those old grievances was not to reminisce with her, but rather to test the waters.

I wanted to get information from her reaction.

Her expression remained calm: "No, he didn't mention it."

Li Qingqing blinked slightly.

What does this answer... suggest? Does it indicate a potentially distant sibling relationship, or that Lu Jingxiu never shares his inner world with his family? Information isolation?

Before she could think it through, Lu Na casually added, "Why would someone who's never contacted me again mention him?"

Her expression also carried a hint of doubt, as if asking: Are you important?

Li Qingqing's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered.

She understood everything; the other person not only understood everything but also casually slapped her.

Okay, she'll stop pretending then.

Li Qingqing stopped laughing, shifted her posture, and leaned back in her chair: "So, you know that Chu Jin, right?"

She gave a slight smile: "I saw her last time. She's quite interesting, and she's very close to your brother."

"Your brother used to be quite picky about girls, with very high standards. This is quite different from his previous aesthetic," Li Qingqing tilted her head slightly, as if recalling something. "Back then... he really seemed like a different person."

This was meant to tell Lu Na that Chu Jin and Lu Jingxiu had a special relationship, while subtly mocking her brother's taste, saying that he could even be attracted to that kind of woman, and finally throwing out the most important concept.

Your brother is not the same as before. He has gone astray and lost his value. The brother you regard as the one for the whole world may not be the real one.

She was stabbing Lu Na in the heart.

Li Qingqing knew very well that Lu Na was Lu Jingxiu's younger sister whom he had found based on her information.

What kind of feelings would a girl who suddenly returns to the Lu family have for the brother who pulled her out of the mud?

A life-saving grace! A second chance at life! It's impossible for us to be treated like ordinary siblings.

That must be intense, dependent, and even tinged with a morbid possessiveness.

Therefore, she was not only planting a seed of discord in Lu Na's heart to create a natural enemy for Chu Jin, but also using the phrase "your brother has changed" as a final test.

Has Lu Jingxiu really changed? And Lu Na, how much do you really know about him?

"Oh," Lu Na's expression remained largely unchanged, and she spoke directly, "His affairs are none of the business of outsiders."

She was too lazy to say anything more, but after thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't just let it go like that.

Even though the person in front of her was completely unworthy, she still earnestly spoke up for her brother:

"If you think he's changed, it means you don't understand him at all. You only know how he is when he's trying to please you, but you've never seen him be himself."

Li Qingqing's eyes twitched slightly. She lowered her head and smiled, then raised her head and tilted it slightly: "Okay, okay, but I am quite curious."

"What would you do if one day your brother turned back into the way he was before?"

This is a trap.

All those words were meant to provoke Lu Na into revealing her emotions and giving her leverage.

This sentence is the one that truly attacks Lu Na's most vulnerable spot.

If Lu Na says "he won't change back," it's tantamount to admitting that Lu Jingxiu has indeed changed. Moreover, she's very certain of this and knows the inside story, which means she has a very deep connection with the current Lu Jingxiu.

If Lu Na says, "I'll turn him back," it would be tantamount to admitting that she has some kind of control over Lu Jingxiu, or even that he changed because of her.

If Lu Na gives an evasive answer like "I haven't thought about it," that would be the weakest response, indicating that she is completely unaware of the situation and has no idea what the future of this relationship will hold.

No matter how Lu Na answered, Li Qingqing was subtly conveying the message: Lu Jingxiu is nice to you now because he is the Lu Jingxiu he is now.

If one day he falls in love with another woman, his world will definitely shift.

At that time, what will you, as her younger sister, be? Won't that little bit of favoritism you're so proud of disappear overnight? Aren't you afraid?

Li Qingqing was betting that any sister who treated her brother like her whole world would be momentarily stunned by this question.

Lu Na did not speak immediately.

She stared at Li Qingqing quietly for a long while.

Then he stood up, picked up his clean plate, his gaze calm, his voice soft:

"You don't need to worry about me."

"I never intended to catch him."

He squatted down himself and told me he had come to take me home.

After saying that, she didn't look at Li Qingqing again, turned around, picked up her plate, and walked towards the dish recycling area.

Li Qingqing watched Lu Na's retreating figure, a faint smile still on her face, but no smile in her eyes.

He is a formidable opponent.

……

In Southeast Asia, deep within a private estate, in a room inside an underground fortress.

A man was sitting on a huge leather sofa.

He was wearing a dark red shirt with the collar open, revealing a hideous scar on his chest, and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showing off the smooth lines of his forearm muscles.

His skin was a tan from being bathed in tropical sun year-round, covered with intricate blue totem tattoos.

He was wearing camouflage trousers on his lower body.

He has high brow bones, deep-set eyes, and a nose and face with a rugged, exaggerated, chiseled look reminiscent of American comics.

A cigar was held between his long, strong fingers, and wisps of smoke rose from it.

He is the king of this land.

Few people in the underworld know his real name; they only know that everyone must respectfully call him "Master Kun."

The room was very large, and it was surrounded by circles of people.

They were all dressed in camouflage military uniforms, with strong physiques, rifles slung over their shoulders, and bulging waists.

Master Kun lowered his head slightly, looking at the woman kneeling in front of him with a scrutinizing and appreciative gaze.

"An Xiaozhao," he said in a low voice, bowing his head slightly, "whoever you hate, I will make die."

He leaned forward, his long legs spread apart, and reached out to pinch An Xiaozhao's chin, forcing her to lift her face and look at him.

"In exchange," he slowly exhaled a smoke ring, the white smoke hitting An Xiaozhao's face. She coughed, tears welling in her eyes, but she didn't even have the strength to turn her face away.

"Your freedom, your body, your soul... from this moment on, belong to me."

An Xiaozhao trembled with fear.

She was wearing a dirty haute couture dress, her long hair was disheveled and stuck to her cheeks, and her pupils were filled with fear.

After the downfall of the An family, she originally wanted to go abroad to avoid the storm, clear her mind, and get as far away from that place of trouble as possible.

As soon as she arrived in the third country, she was targeted by a group of local smugglers who had been eyeing her for some time.

During those days, she was passed around like a piece of merchandise several times, and finally, along with a group of other girls who had also been abducted, she was locked in a camp deep in the rainforest.

She thought her life was over, that what awaited her was a life of being sold and turned, never to be seen again, neither alive nor dead.

Just when she was about to despair and become numb, a group of fierce armed men suddenly broke into the human traffickers' camp.

The battle broke out extremely quickly.

After the dust settled, she was roughly dragged out and brought here.

A few days later, her family background and her experiences were thoroughly investigated by the other party.

Master Kun seemed to enjoy her shocked and terrified expression.

He leaned back on the sofa and lazily took another puff of his cigar: "Ba Shi, the Lu family, Lu Jingxiu... right?"

An Xiaozhao was startled.

Of course she hated the Lu family, but not that much. After all, the winner takes all, and one must accept the consequences of a gamble. Besides, the An family still had a lot of money, and she, An Xiaozhao, could still be a rich second-generation.

What she hated even more were the human traffickers who kidnapped her like animals in a foreign land.

But those human traffickers had already been wiped off the face of the earth by the man in front of him and his men in the most thorough way.

But now, they're actually going to go back to China and arrest the Party Secretary and his entire family?!

She didn't know where she got the strength, but her hand trembled as she raised it, trying to grab his trouser leg. Her voice was broken and fragmented: "No, no, I... I don't hate anyone! Please, please don't..."

"It's too late," Master Kun said, tilting his head slightly. "Dumb, contact your friends back home and invite Lu Jingxiu's whole family over."

"As long as it's alive, it's fine."

A tall man stood behind him, bowed slightly, performed a strange gesture, and then quietly left the room.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Kunye's eyes were full of possessiveness. He pulled An Xiaozhao from the ground into his arms.

An Xiaozhao trembled all over, not daring to resist, her mind racing as she tried to figure out how to escape.

Standing nearly two meters tall with a burly build, Kun Ye held An Xiaozhao in his arms like a tyrant and his little prisoner.

Kunye seemed unaware that the little rabbit in front of him had already begun plotting to escape, or rather, even if he knew, he didn't care.

As I said before, he is the king of this land! He is Lord Kun! With a single word from him, everyone on this land must kneel down.

Master Kun raised his hand, his thumb gently stroking her trembling lips: "Did you hear that? An Xiaozhao, from now on, your enemy will completely disappear from this world, along with everything he cares about, will vanish into nothingness."

He slowly lowered his head, his hot breath gently brushing against An Xiaozhao's ear. His voice was soft, but carried an extreme possessiveness and madness: "And you, you have no reason to leave me anymore."

"The people you hate, I will hate for you; the people you can't bring yourself to do, I will do for you; the blood you dare not shed, I will shed for you."

"So now, you are completely mine."

"My canary."

An Xiaozhao was held tightly in his arms, trembling all over, tears falling silently down her face.

She just suddenly missed her grandfather.