Redemption from the Abyss: The School Beauty Insists on Pulling Me Out of the Mire

9 PM, Genting Music Room 1601.

Lin Wanyi was wearing a face mask and sitting on the sofa looking at the latest financial statements.

Seeing Su Qinghe and Xie Wang push the door open together, their expressions unusually solemn, she put down the tablet in her hand.

"What's wrong? Why the expression?" Lin Wanyi removed her face mask, took a tissue to wipe her hands, and asked, "Did you get upset outside?"

Su Qinghe walked over and sat down next to his mother, recounting in detail the challenge he had just received on Twitter and the phone call from "Apocalypse".

Of course, she omitted the overly confidential background of Tianqi, only saying that the old leaders of the national team couldn't stand it anymore and hoped that Xie Wang would go and put the foreigners in their place.

"Going to the capital to challenge the established schools and enhance national prestige is a good thing."

Lin Wanyi looked at Xie Wang, her tone revealing an undeniable forcefulness:

"But don't forget, Gu Tianlong is currently like a headless fly, biting around everywhere."

Xie Wang nodded calmly: "Auntie, I know the risks, but this is not only about winning glory for the country, but also the best opportunity for me to build my reputation. I cannot back down."

"I didn't ask you to return it."

Lin Wanyi stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, exuding an aura of dominance:

"If Gu Tianlong dares to lay a finger on either of my daughters, Lin Wanyi's daughter, or her boyfriend, I'll make sure his entire Tianlong Group is wiped out!"

She turned her head, picked up her phone, and dialed Uncle Zhong's number:

"Old Zhong, arrange for eight bodyguards to fly to Beijing with Qinghe and Xie Wang first thing tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Wanyi looked at the two of them, her domineering demeanor tinged with tenderness:

"Alright, go book the tickets. I'll take care of the rest."

Back to room 1602 next door.

Xie Wang had just sat down when his phone screen lit up.

It's a special attention notification on Twitter.

Shadow replied to him.

Shadow:

"The day after tomorrow. 14:00 PM. Beijing Experimental High School. I'll be waiting."

(The day after tomorrow, 2 PM, Beijing Experimental Middle School, I'll be waiting for you.)

Xie Wang looked at the message and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Beijing Experimental High School? Choosing the best high school in Beijing as the venue is like planning a public execution in front of all the top students in the city.

Unfortunately, it's still uncertain who will be executed.

He threw his phone on the table and turned to call Lao Li.

"Hey? Xie Wang, what's up so late? Finished your physics test?" Old Li was slurping noodles on the other end of the phone.

"Old Li, I'd like to ask for two days off, tomorrow and the day after."

"Taking leave?! What kind of time is this to ask for leave?!" Old Li's voice instantly rose. "Where are you going?!"

"Go to Beijing." Xie Wang said casually, "There's a world champion from America challenging a high school in Beijing. I've been told to go and take him down."

The other end of the phone went silent instantly, with only the gulping sound of Old Li swallowing his noodles remaining.

A full five seconds passed.

Old Li's voice came again, but instead of the anger from before, it was filled with the excitement and passion of an old, indignant youth:

"Go to Beijing? To fight those foreign devils?!"

"Good lad! It's approved! I've given you leave! Not only that, but if the principal dares to deduct your credits, I'll take the blame for you!"

"Xie Wang, you just wait and see. Since you're representing Jiangcheng No. 1 High School, don't embarrass yourself! Smash that damn firewall to pieces before you come back!"

The plane tickets are booked.

With swords pointed at the capital.

[Late at night in Beijing]

The top floor of the Tianlong Group headquarters, the chairman's office.

Gu Nan stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, one hand in his pocket.

The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were cold and rational.

"waste."

Gu Nan parted his thin lips slightly and uttered two words.

He turned around and looked at his father, Gu Tianlong, who was sitting behind a large desk with a gloomy face.

Gu Nan walked to the sofa and sat down, elegantly crossing his legs, his tone carrying undisguised mockery:

"Gu Yan said he was going to beat those Americans to a pulp, but they stripped him naked. Now, that Jiangcheng high school student named Xie Wang has accepted the challenge directly on Twitter and is going to set foot on Beijing's territory the day after tomorrow."

Gu Nan picked up the cold tea on the table, took a sip, and gave it a mocking look:

"Dad, the good son you raised not only lost to someone in the national competition, but now he's even lost to an American. If this isn't handled properly, Tianlong Group will completely lose face."

Gu Tianlong slammed his hand on the table, veins bulging on his forehead:

"Enough! Do you think I wanted to see this happen?"

Gu Tianlong stared intently at his eldest son, panting heavily, as if he were going through some kind of extremely difficult internal struggle.

After a long silence, as if he had made up his mind, his voice became hoarse and sinister:

"Gu Nan, you've just returned to the country, there are some things you don't know."

"This Xie Wang... we can't let him live, he's a ticking time bomb!"

Gu Nan frowned slightly, his slender fingers tapping lightly on his knee: "Just a high school student from Jiangcheng, what kind of bomb is he? Why not just recruit him?"

"It's not that simple!" Gu Tianlong gritted his teeth, a fierce glint in his eyes. "Do you even know who his mother is?"

Gu Nan paused, "Who?"

"Xie Wan".

Gu Tianlong took a deep breath, as if that name were a taboo:

"Twelve years ago, he was the core financial architect of our group. He was also... the one who controlled all the shady accounts and overseas money laundering networks from the beginning of our business."

Gu Nan's pupils suddenly contracted. He was an exceptionally intelligent person; just from a name, he instantly connected all the dots.

"So..." Gu Nan's voice turned cold, "that car accident on Binjiang Road twelve years ago wasn't an accident?"

Gu Tianlong didn't speak, but simply looked away as if in tacit agreement.

"Clang!"

Gu Nan slammed the teacup he was holding onto the coffee table, splashing tea everywhere.

His face, which always wore a gentle smile, was now contorted with extreme anger.

"You are a complete scumbag."

Gu Nan stood up, pulled a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket, and slowly but forcefully wiped the water stains on the back of his hand, his tone icy cold:

"Murder? That's the most foolish, lowest, and most despicable method!"

"You think everything's fine now that there are no witnesses? You not only killed her, you also left a hidden danger! Now that danger has grown up, becoming a sharp knife that can pierce the Tianlong Group's firewall, and it's back to claim your life!"

Gu Tianlong's face turned ashen from his son's scolding, but he was unable to refute it.

"The deed is done, what's the use of saying all this now!" Gu Tianlong gritted his teeth. "He definitely didn't come to the capital with good intentions! We must find someone to get rid of him to prevent future trouble!"

"idiot!"

Gu Nan interrupted him sharply, his gold-rimmed glasses reflecting a cold, icy light:

"Take action against him now? He's the center of attention on Twitter right now! Are you sending people to deal with him now because you're afraid the Economic Investigation Department and the National Security Bureau won't find a pretext to shut down the Tianlong Building?!"

Gu Nan threw the handkerchief he had used to wipe his hands into the trash can, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and returned to his extremely rational state.

He is the heir to the Tianlong Group.

No matter how despicable Gu Tianlong is, the interests of Tianlong Group are inextricably linked to Gu Nan's.

"These next few days, you all better behave yourselves. No one is allowed to touch a hair on his head."

After saying that, Gu Nan seemed to have thought of something.

"Gu Tianlong, Xie Wang... aren't they the ones who attacked the Tianlong Group last time?"