After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

The morning breeze in Jiangcheng still carried the lingering smell of rust from last night.

But as soon as the scent entered the Xiao family manor, it was forcibly suppressed by the heavy aroma of sandalwood throughout the garden.

On the terrace.

Zhou Ran sat imposingly in the rattan chair, his muscular left arm gleaming heavily with a dark light in the morning sun.

The black scales are layered, and every vein is taut, exuding a fierce power that can break pig iron.

He didn't touch the stack of reports on the table that was enough to shake up the Jiangcheng business world; his eyes were only fixed on Chen Ya across from him.

Even though Chen Ya had just crawled out of a pile of corpses, she hadn't lost a bit of her haughty, socialite queen-like demeanor.

The burgundy silk nightgown draped loosely over her rounded shoulders, with a very low neckline.

The silk fabric trembled slightly with the rhythm of her breathing.

"You still have the nerve to stare at me?"

Chen Ya glared at him irritably, then slammed the wine glass in her hand heavily on the table.

"The Wang and Zhao families in Beijing, along with that Black Dragon Fund from Japan, have already locked up our holdings."

"Once the market opens, these beasts will absolutely devour the Xiao family alive."

"The Xiao Group's pledge ratio has reached the red line."

If it drops a few more points, those opportunistic banks will jump in and take over, and we'll be left with nothing.

When she talks about serious matters, her mind is frighteningly clear, but hidden in her peach blossom eyes is an almost obsessive possessiveness towards her man.

"The pledge line?"

Zhou Ran snorted coldly, then swept his large hand across her and pulled the woman onto his lap.

The spilled wine slid down Zhou Ran's firm chest and into the depths of his chiseled abdominal muscles.

Chen Ya felt the scorching heat emanating from Zhou Ran's body seeping through his clothes, making half of her body numb.

She had completely lost her former business queen aura and could only lean against him limply, her fingertips digging into his collar.

"Here, there are no red lines, only lines for the dead."

Zhou Ran placed his hand on her lower back, feeling the amazing elasticity through the thin silk fabric.

"Since these guys want to play, I'll make them risk their lives."

"Are you crazy?"

Chen Ya was panting, her face slightly flushed.

"That's tens of billions of real money, not those thugs with knives from last night."

Even if you could kill them all, you couldn't kill those constantly fluctuating numbers.

"Who said I was going to kill someone?"

Zhou Ran brought his face close to her ear, his tone indifferent and flat.

"I want them to line up and jump off the roof."

He pulled the stack of reports in front of him, his purple-gold eyes focusing.

The fine purple lines deep in his pupils slowly moved, and at that moment, the dry numbers on the paper transformed into flowing veins of destiny in his eyes.

That was the foundation that the Song family had laid in the capital.

Listen carefully.

"In order to take over Jiangcheng, the Song family used a large amount of offshore funds from overseas."

The underlying agreement for this money is an extremely dangerous "bloody contract."

"Once that old devil Song Wuji kicks the bucket, or all the direct descendants of the Song family die, these funds will be immediately locked up and put into trusteeship."

Chen Ya shuddered, her eyes widening in surprise:

How do you know all this?

"A dead man's mouth is the easiest to pry open."

Zhou Ran gradually increased the force in his palm, and a black light flashed on his Qilin Arm.

A wisp of pure energy flowed from his palm and forcefully entered Chen Ya's meridians.

Last night, I swallowed Li Cangtian's soul whole.

His memory is excellent; I know exactly how every penny of the Song family's dirty money has been transferred over the past century.

A muffled groan escaped Chen Ya's throat.

That energy penetrated deep into my bones, washing away all the tension and fatigue of the past few days.

Her skin was clear and radiant, and the bloodshot in her eyes had completely disappeared.

This is the bone cleansing of a Foundation Establishment expert.

"Now, it's my turn to take charge of this game."

Zhou Ran's eyes were icy cold.

Like a dominant figure in the business world.

"I want you to not only refrain from supporting the market after it opens, but also lead the charge in driving the price down, cooperating with them to dump the shares."

"A deliberate sell-off?"

Chen Ya was so startled she almost jumped up.

"Then the Xiao family's foundation will be completely destroyed!"

"No destruction, no construction."

Zhou Ran chuckled.

"They wanted to swallow Jiangcheng, so I hid explosives inside the flesh."

When they were eating their fill and their mouths were drooling with oil, I personally pulled the string.

Chen Ya looked at the man in front of her.

His arrogant expression and ruthless gaze combined to create an aura of dominance that made people afraid to look him in the eye.

She suddenly realized that the business tactics she usually took pride in were ridiculously naive in the face of Zhou Ran's pure strength and cunning.

"Okay... whatever you say."

Chen Ya's body went completely limp, and she hooked her arms around Zhou Ran's neck, her voice so soft it could melt water.

"Since I'm destined to fall into your trap, I'll go crazy with you to my heart's content."

However, shouldn't we collect some deposit before playing chess?

The temperature on the terrace gradually rose.

The morning breeze couldn't dispel the sticky, ambiguous feeling.

The silk nightgown slipped to the floor, like the receding tide.

This is no longer just a simple entanglement.

After his Demon Eyes advanced, Zhou Ran could clearly sense that the purple energy brought by Chen Ya's noble destiny was rapidly repairing his dantian, which he had exhausted the night before.

The aura he gave back to the past built an unbreakable defense in Chen Ya's mind.

This extreme entanglement continued until the sun was high in the sky.

Golden sunlight streamed onto the terrace, clearly outlining the two figures pressed together.

"Beep beep beep—"

The cell phone on the ground next to me was vibrating incessantly.

Wu De's voice, as trembling as if sifting through chaff, was exactly as Zhou Ran had predicted.

"The boss... crashed!"

Everything turned green!

Xiao's Group stock hit its daily limit down, with over five million sell orders pending!

Someone in Beijing is saying they'll see our stock price hit the daily limit for three consecutive days and then swallow us whole!

Chen Ya was still clinging to Zhou Ran, her pretty face flushed.

Upon hearing this, the seductive look in her eyes vanished completely, replaced by a sharp, cold glint.

She snatched the phone away, her voice as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

At this moment, she has once again become the queen who holds an empire worth billions.

"Wu De, what's the panic?"

"Pass on my message: sell all the shares we hold in those three shell companies, sell as many as you can."

"ah?

"Mr. Chen, isn't this tantamount to suicide?"

"Just throw it when I tell you to, why all the nonsense?"

After giving her cold instructions, Chen Ya added one last sentence:

"Zhou Ran will arrive in person in an hour."

I will show the whole of Jiangcheng who truly reigns supreme in this land!

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ya bit her lip and struggled to sit up.

"What, you think you can just leave already?"

Zhou Ran grinned, and his large hand tightened its grip even more.

"Stop fooling around..."

Chen Ya rolled her eyes at him, then leaned against the wall and walked back into the house.

"The stock market is a slaughterhouse where every second counts."

I need to quickly implement the tricks you taught me.

But you, you're not just a savior, you're the king of Jiangcheng's business world.