The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

Lu Jinci pushed aside the bodyguards who were trying to stop him, gritted his teeth, and rushed out the door.

He's going to find Song Yunxi! To see if this bitch is really so heartless, so utterly devoid of any sentimentality.

The sports car forcibly changed lanes and overtook other vehicles on a congested ring road in Beijing, speeding all the way.

The screeching of brakes and the honking of horns were blocked out by the car windows, and the roar of the engine drowned out the constant ringing of the phone. Everything was so noisy and chaotic.

Half an hour later, Lu Jinci arrived at the Song Group building.

He stormed into the top-floor CEO's office with a chilling aura of violence. The receptionist tried to stop him, but was terrified by his almost manic gaze and stood frozen in place.

"Where's Song Yunqi? Get out here!"

The man kicked open the office door, and the huge rebound force caused the door to slam against the wall behind it with a loud bang.

However, the spacious office was empty and silent.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on the sleek desk, where only a cup of cold black coffee and a few open project proposals remained.

Zhou Cheng emerged from the secretary's office next door, clearly having anticipated this, and said calmly:

"...President Song was unwell and left the company two hours ago."

"For the next few months, all of the company's business will be handled by a team of professional brokers."

"Please leave."

Lu Jinci's pupils shrank sharply, and he slammed his fist hard against the tempered glass partition beside him.

The glass trembled slightly, emitting a dull hum.

When he returned to his car and checked the latest financial market news on his tablet, he discovered that Song Yunqi had sold all of his shares in the Lu Group that morning.

The sell-off occurred precisely within five minutes of those videos going viral online.

At that time, the Lu family was still a lofty empire worth hundreds of billions, and countless unsuspecting retail investors and institutions were still frantically taking over.

This precise financial retreat not only allowed Song Yunqi to escape unscathed, but also enabled him to cash out hundreds of billions of yuan in liquid funds, making him incredibly wealthy.

All that was left for the Lu family was a tattered, rapidly shrinking shell.

"Ungrateful wretch..."

Lu Jinci chuckled self-deprecatingly, the laughter echoing in the narrow carriage, carrying a heavy stench of blood and resentment.

……

At 3 p.m., the public relations building of the Lu Group was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

Dozens of public relations experts sat around a long table, and everyone's face was extremely grim.

On major online platforms, negative entries about Lu Jinci continue to increase at a rate of tens of thousands per second.

"There's no time. Bring out the backup plan."

The public relations director, seated at the head of the table, had a livid face and was pounding his fingers on the table.

Half an hour later, an emergency statement bearing the group's official seal was released on major platforms.

In their statement, they placed all the blame on one of Lu Qingyuan's illegitimate children.

The public relations team even released a pre-recorded audio message in which the young man admitted in a trembling voice that he had orchestrated the human modification on the second basement floor and the operation of the "Pink Mansion" in order to use the Lu family's name to make money.

These remarks were immediately drowned out by angry netizens.

"Do you think we're blind?! The person slapping President Song in the video is clearly Lu Jinci! He's wearing a Heichardton watch, one of only three limited editions worldwide this year, and all the buyers are verified on the official website. One of them is Lu Jinci himself!"

"Lu Jinci is the registered legal representative of Pink Mansion; he can't clear his name at all!"

"What kind of skill is it to just throw out an illegitimate child as a scapegoat?! Trash! Scum!! Animal!!"

The public protests were like an unstoppable torrent, and Lu's official account was reported and banned within half an hour.

The crowd surrounding the building grew larger and larger.

Several trucks were parked on the side of the road, and an angry mob threw cow dung and rotten eggs at the building.

The sticky egg liquid slowly slid down the glass curtain wall, emitting a pungent, fishy odor, as if silently announcing the end of this top-tier luxury family.

Under pressure from all sides, the Lu Group had no choice but to issue a formal apology letter that evening, acknowledging Lu Jinci's personal criminal behavior and stating that it would fully cooperate with the police investigation.

However, when the police arrived at Lu Jinci's private villa in the suburbs, they found it deserted.

The bedroom was in a mess, the safe was wide open, and the gold bars and some bearer bonds inside had been emptied.

Lu Jinci had already disappeared without a trace, boarding a private plane bound for overseas.

This incident has far-reaching implications, and the heinous nature of the human experimentation and organ trafficking has already caused a stir among the highest levels of the Beijing government.

The relevant departments issued the highest-level joint investigation order, and used swift and decisive measures to seal off all of Lu's core assets in China, seal off the Pink Mansion, rescue all the victims, and issue arrest warrants for Lu and his son.

Heavy rain poured down in the middle of the night.

On the highway leading from Beijing to the harbor, an ordinary black sedan is speeding through a downpour.

Inside the car, Lu Qingyuan leaned back in the seat, his face pale, clutching several forged transit documents tightly in his hand.

His breathing was heavy and disordered, and his eyes were filled with despair and resentment.

"Drive faster! We're going to be late!!"

Ahead, countless blinding police lights suddenly shone through the dense rain.

Several police cars parked across the middle of the road completely blocked the way.

The car was forced to slam on the brakes, leaving a screeching trail on the slippery ground before coming to a stop.

The car door was quickly pulled open, and icy rain mixed with cold wind instantly poured into the car.

Countless dark gun barrels were pointed directly into the car.

"Lu Qingyuan, you're under arrest."

Two stern-faced police officers gave him no chance to resist, dragging the once-powerful business tycoon off the car seat and pinning him to the ground.

The cold metal handcuffs made a crisp clicking sound.

The torrential rain continued to wash away the tire tracks on the ground, and the once invincible Lu family empire completely collapsed in this cold night.