From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Lu Yunzhou frowned slightly and glanced at Su Qingwan.

The woman didn't even glance at the kidnappers once from beginning to end. From giving orders to cleaning up the mess, she handled it no differently than dealing with an expired contract at work.

He suddenly remembered Li Fengnian's matter.

When Su Qingwan discovered that the quack doctor was swindling money with fake medicine, she didn't show any reaction on her face. She still sent people to her door and paid them as usual.

He was puzzled at the time, wondering how Su Qingwan, with her personality, could possibly suffer such a loss in silence.

I get it now.

She wasn't enduring anything during that time; she was fishing for prey.

Bank statements, connections behind the scenes, and the various interest chains involved—we'll dismantle them all, and once the fish are fattened up, we'll catch them all in one fell swoop.

Lu Yunzhou felt a chill run down his spine.

He is now caught between Xiao Sihai and Su Qingwan, trying to please both and appease both.

This couple is cunning and ruthless; if you're not careful, you'll be utterly destroyed.

It has to be quick.

He needs to cultivate faster, otherwise, when the couple breaks off all relations, he won't even be qualified to be a pawn.

"Mr. Su, have you found anything about the cigarette issue?"

Lu Yunzhou pulled himself out of his jumbled thoughts and asked a question.

Su Qingwan leaned back in her seat, her eyes half-closed: "It involves too many aspects, and it's still going on. But since I switched cigarettes, all my dizziness and weakness have disappeared."

"The problem lies with the cigarette; there's no escaping it."

"Um."

Su Qingwan turned her head away.

The car lights were off, and the streetlights swept across her profile in patches, creating an alternating interplay of light and shadow that made her face appear both near and far.

She didn't say anything, she just looked at him.

Lu Yunzhou's throat bobbed, and he pulled his gaze back to the road ahead.

He could feel that gaze still on his face, scrutinizing, appraising, and something else entirely.

This woman has an innate energy; no matter the occasion or how bloody the events she's just committed, the moment she sits down, she can still make people's hearts race.

The last kidnapper on the chain was long gone, his head lolling to the side, no longer breathing.

Su Qingwan stood up, supporting herself on the sofa armrest, and said crisply, "No one is to be left alive. Clean everything up completely, leaving no trace whatsoever."

"Yes, madam."

The bodyguards responded in unison.

Lu Yunzhou followed Su Qingwan out of the warehouse.

The night wind blew in, carrying away the stench of blood behind them.

He took a deep breath, and his lungs finally felt a little clearer.

I got back into the car, the engine was running.

Lu Yunzhou turned his head and glanced out the window. It was a dark, open field, and he couldn't see anything.

"Mr. Su, it's getting late, shall we head back to the villa in the north of the city?"

Su Qingwan nestled in the back leather seat, relaxing completely. She leaned her shoulders back against the chair and said in a casual tone, "I'm not going back. I'll take you somewhere tonight."

"Where to?"

Su Qingwan raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "You'll know when we get there. Stop talking too much nonsense."

She took out her phone and sent a location tracking message.

Lu Yunzhou glanced around; it was the west side of the city.

It's a remote, upscale residential area so remote that it doesn't even have a full name on the map.

He thought it over in his mind.

Why are you going to the west side of the city instead of going home at this hour?

He had driven through that area several times; the entire area consisted of detached houses, and you couldn't buy a single one for less than eight figures.

Su Qingwan going to that kind of place late at night, either to meet someone, or...

Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it too much.

She told me to go, so I went.

Anyway, Xiao Sihai instructed him to keep an eye on Su Qingwan's every move, and follow her wherever she went, which was perfect.

Lu Yunzhou shifted into gear and drove the car into the night.

It was almost midnight when the car stopped in front of a detached villa.

The gate to the courtyard was half open, and two rows of low lights illuminated the stone path from end to end, casting a warm yellow glow on the neatly trimmed shrubs.

The three-story building stood silently in the night, with only a few lights on.

Lu Yunzhou got out of the car and glanced around.

He recognized the stone used for the exterior walls; it was the same type used in the military barracks' commanders' buildings, costing several thousand yuan per square meter.

The size of this yard alone is enough for an average person in Sheng'an City to work for three lifetimes.

Su Qingwan walked ahead in her high heels, her pace neither hurried nor slow.

Lu Yunzhou followed.

Pushing open the front door, the living room was completely dark, with only a wall lamp in the corner of the entryway lit up, illuminating the outline of the marble floor and half of the wall.

Su Qingwan didn't turn on the headlights and walked straight to the wall on the side of the entrance hall.

She raised her hand, pressed down on a bronze decorative piece on the wall, and turned it half a turn to the right.

"Click."

A dull thud underfoot, and the entire living room floor cracked open from the middle, spreading out to both sides to reveal a downward-extending passage.

Warm light shone up from below, and the faint sounds of women's laughter and music could be heard drifting out.

Lu Yunzhou stared at the entrance to the passage, his eyebrows raised.

He had seen Xiao Sihai's underground casino and the secluded private rooms of Zuimeng Xinghe, but this was the first time he had encountered such a scheme hidden under a seemingly ordinary residential house.

Su Qingwan's social circle is incredibly murky.

He reminded himself to speak less and observe more after he went downstairs.

Su Qingwan had already started walking down the steps, her silk robe swaying with each step. Without turning her head, she said, "What are you standing there for? Follow me."

Lu Yunzhou stepped forward and followed.

The further down you go, the brighter the lights become, and the clearer the woman's voice becomes, interspersed with soft music and the crisp sound of glass clinking together.

At the end of the passage was a heavy, soundproof door.

Su Qingwan reached out and pushed him.

The door opened.

Lu Yunzhou paused for a moment.

Inside, there is a basement space of over 100 square meters, and the decoration is ridiculously elaborate.

A curved leather sofa extends halfway around the center, where a black walnut coffee table is piled high with wine bottles and fruit plates.

Two speakers in the corner were playing jazz music at a low volume, just enough to fill the space.

Three women were sitting on the sofa.

The one on the left is wearing a burgundy velvet dress, her hair is up in a bun, and she has a thin chain around her neck, with her collarbone exposed.

The one in the middle, with long, loose hair, had two buttons undone on her white shirt. She was leaning back on the cushion with her legs crossed, slowly swirling a wine glass in her hand.

The one at the very back was wearing a dark green cheongsam, turning to the side to talk to the person next to her, her waist cinched tightly in the cheongsam.

The three women all looked to be in their early thirties, with well-maintained skin and delicate features. They sat there with the same air of confidence as Su Qingwan, and their "I'm rich" aura was impossible to hide.

Lu Yunzhou cursed inwardly: What kind of god-like situation is this?

Just a month ago, he was driving and working as a bodyguard, but now he's standing among four top socialites, without even a decent tie.

No, that's not the point.

The key question is, what exactly did Su Qingwan mean by bringing him to a place like this in the middle of the night?

Su Qingwan stepped forward, a smile in her voice: "I'm late, I was held up by some chores."

The three women on the sofa turned their heads at the same time.

Their gazes first fell on Su Qingwan, then all turned to look behind her.

Six eyes stared at him, scanning down his face, to his chest, to his waist, to his legs, and then back to his face.

Lu Yunzhou stood there, feeling his scalp tingle under the gaze of these six eyes, yet he couldn't bear to look away.