King of Capital: From Unemployment to the Pinnacle of Life

Once the taut string of reason is released...

Everything poured down like a floodgate being opened!

It's like a drunk person who, although still retaining some rationality, has said something incoherent... He would never say such things when he's sober!

Hongman...who is that?

A female special forces soldier from an international counter-terrorism organization... A single girl can take down 13 vicious terrorists!

If she didn't consent, which man could get close to her?

Yet at this moment... she gave herself to me without any regrets!

At this moment, I'm like a spoiled child... greedily savoring her beauty, frantically possessing her...

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later... when the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, that I regained my senses and took control of this body again!

"Hongman...I'm sorry!"

I looked at her with eyes full of guilt, and the red haze in my vision gradually faded, making everything much clearer...

Hongman lay on the carpet, a fleeting hint of sadness and confusion passing through her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a determined look!

She raised her hand and gently stroked my face, her eyes filled with affection: "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

"Mmm! Much better... I can see things clearly now..."

"Get up! Stop pressing down on me, you're so heavy!"

Hongman rarely showed a playful smile: "You stinky man! Get up!"

We got up and started dressing. It was then, as Hongman was fastening her bra behind her back, that I noticed a deep scar on her back...

"Sister Man... what's wrong with your back?"

"Oh!"

Hongman said dismissively, "What? Never seen a scar before? What's the big deal?"

"Oh, oh, oh... I mean, with your skills, who could possibly hurt you?" I exclaimed.

"Oh!"

Hongman smiled faintly: "I was attacked and stabbed when I was a child!"

"When you were a child?"

"Um......"

After putting on her shirt, Hongman turned around and looked at me with a slightly mischievous expression, changing the subject: "You... I've only been gone for less than ten minutes and something happened to you... Ugh! What are you going to do?"

"Sister Man!"

I pulled up my pants and said, "That Song Huayao, she's a vicious woman... a complete and utter liar! She's not pregnant at all!"

"Not pregnant?"

"Um!"

I said seriously, "She...she lied to Yin Mei, and my second sister called me today and told me that she wanted to kill Yin Mei. That Dr. Zhang was probably sent by her too...Song Huayao is in charge of the entire Song Group's hospital business, so the Song family's medical team must all be her people!"

I paused for a moment and continued, "Actually... Yin Mei's illness isn't serious at all! I think... Song Huayao, with the help of Dr. Zhang, is manipulating Yin Mei's condition, keeping her from dying but also unable to stand up... Then, during this time when Yin Mei is disabled, she, as Yin Mei's strategist and most trusted daughter, can manipulate assets and prepare wills... Once the operation is almost complete, she can then kill Yin Mei!"

"And I..."

I continued, pondering, "It's like a Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared out of nowhere, ruining her plan... stopping Dr. Zhang's continued manipulation of Yin Mei's condition, which is why... Yin Mei recovered so quickly! Yin Mei's rapid recovery isn't thanks to me at all... it's because Dr. Zhang stopped interfering, and she recovered on her own!"

"Young Master!"

Hongman's eyes darted around: "The situation should be as you described... But can you guarantee she's not pregnant?"

"Of course I can guarantee that!"

I said with a serious face, "I studied veterinary medicine, you know. The changes in the pulse of both humans and animals after pregnancy are quite similar... I can guarantee 100% that Song Huayao is not pregnant at all! Her so-called pregnancy and her commotion with Yin Mei are actually a 'feint' to get Yin Mei to kick her out of the house and reduce suspicion!"

I paused for a moment and continued, "As for... clinging to me again, pleading with Yin Mei, and wanting to be Yin Mei's obedient daughter, it's sending a signal... You see, I, Song Huayao, don't hate Mom at all. When I argued with Mom before, it was just me being willful and throwing a tantrum, but I still deeply love her! How could I possibly harm her!"

"well......!"

Hongman sighed, "Young Master, you have no idea... Song Huayao has always been mentally unstable!"

"Mental instability?" I frowned and sighed.

"Um!"

Hongman nodded: "She has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder... I heard from my second sister that because of this, she had to take a two-year leave of absence from university. After she was cured, well... let's just say cured! She became quite neurotic!"

"Oh...I see! No wonder!"

When it comes to obsessive-compulsive disorder... I know quite a bit about it!

Back in high school, one of the top students in my class developed obsessive-compulsive disorder during his senior year!

Someone who could have scored over 640 points is now completely ruined...

I'm paranoid every day, worrying about things that are never going to happen!

He gets incredibly upset if someone twirls a pen, as if the pen is about to fly over and poke his eye out...

Even though the classroom windows are perfectly installed, he still worries that a whole pane of glass might fly over and hit him on the head.

Every day is filled with anxiety and fear.

In the end, he only scored 420 points, and then he had to repeat a year...

The pressure is immense during the senior year of high school, and many students develop obsessive-compulsive disorder. Some wash their hands repeatedly, while others become paranoid.

However... based on some research papers I read later!

Obsessive-compulsive disorder or depression is different from mental illness!

The former... will realize that this is wrong!

The latter doesn't think it's wrong! And firmly believes it's right!

This is the standard for distinguishing between the two!

Now, if we put it in Song Huayao's shoes... would she think it's wrong for her to be paranoid and even do things that are "unnecessary"?

No! She firmly believed she was right!

So... Hongman's statement that she was mentally ill is indeed accurate...

"Ugh!"

I sighed deeply: "A real madman isn't scary... a madman in disguise is terrifying! I used to... always thought Song Hualin was crazy! Now it seems... the one who's truly crazy is Song Huayao, and she... disguises herself so well, acting completely like a normal person!"

"Young Master..."

A blush crept across Hongman's face. After a long, labored breath, she pleaded, "What happened between us today... please don't tell anyone, okay? Let's just pretend it never happened..."

"Uh... Sister Man, I'm so sorry! I'll take responsibility!"

"Tch! Take responsibility? Do I need you to take responsibility?"

Hongman said dismissively, "It's just an emergency, don't overthink it... Besides! If Song Huayao really isn't pregnant, if you go and tell Yin Mei now that you've set her up, that'll be enough to make her suffer... Moreover, given Song Huayao's personality, she tried to get you earlier... but failed, and I'm worried... she might preemptively accuse you! Before you even set her up, she might go to Yin Mei and complain about you!"

"Hmph! She's impeaching me?"

I sneered, "Yin Mei doesn't trust her at all now. Her accusations against me will only bring her shame... But Sister Man, you're right! I should kill her before she can use any tricks, and then go to Yin Mei and set her up! Let Yin Mei lock this son of a bitch up like she did with Song Hualin last night!"

After saying that, I headed straight for the door...

However, after taking only a couple of steps, I suddenly felt dizzy, my legs went unsteady, and my vision went black as I was about to fall... Hongman quickly stepped forward to support me.

"Young Master, you...?"

"Sister Man..."

I sat back down weakly on the sofa, panting heavily. "I'm... not thinking about anything anymore, but... my head is spinning terribly! I only took two steps before my vision went black!"

Hongman rolled her eyes and immediately went out... Less than two minutes later, she brought a blood pressure monitor to measure my blood pressure.

This measurement was quite something; both Hongman and I were stunned!

High pressure 82, low pressure 44...

This is severe low blood pressure!

The lower limit of normal blood pressure is 90 for systolic and 60 for diastolic... for most people it is below 130 and above 80.

"Young Master, please don't move... your blood pressure is too low..."

Hongman held my hand tightly, comforting me, "Wait for the people I'll call!"

"Sister Man... I thought my blood vessels were about to burst. How come my blood pressure is this low right now?" I gasped weakly.

Hongman didn't speak, but took out her phone again and dialed a number: "Hey! What are you guys doing? It's been almost half an hour, why haven't you come yet?"

On the other end of the phone, I don't know what they said to Hongman, but Hongman's eyes were wide open, her face full of astonishment!

"Sister Man, what's going on?" I asked nervously.

"Young Master..."

Hongman also said nervously, "The situation... is more serious than we thought!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than the sound of high heels came from outside the door, and there Song Huayao was again...