Bai Jinghong was in an excellent mood. Four major things had gone perfectly in a single day.
He had cut off Chen Lin’s opportunity and turned him and the Ye Family into sworn enemies.
He had slept with Chen Lin’s mother, and it was highly likely she could develop into a mistress.
Zi Yue had left with him, and she was almost certainly disillusioned with the Hell Organization.
Shen Yaoyao was thinking of him, using another identity to inform him about the project proposal.
Everything was going so smoothly, and the smoother it went, the closer Chen Lin got to a miserable death.
Bai Jinghong’s goal was to make Chen Lin utterly forsaken by everyone, and then bury him in Dragon Sea!
However, after Chen Lin, there was still the Death God. That guy was no weaker than Chen Lin, possibly even stronger.
He also wondered when the Death God storyline would trigger.
Bai Jinghong had a premonition it wouldn’t be long.
After all, he faintly suspected the Death God was deeply connected to the massacre of Shen Yaoyao’s family.
Because that’s just how the trope goes!
But as long as Chen Lin wasn’t crippled or dead, the Death God plotline likely wouldn’t appear so quickly.
He wondered what his template was—a War God, a Live-in Son-in-Law, the King of Asura, or a Divine Doctor, Dragon Marshal, or mercenary!
It didn’t matter who came; anyone who came would have to die!
Bai Jinghong didn’t bother thinking too much and drove straight back to the Bai Family Estate.
As soon as he arrived at the estate, Bai Jinghong saw Ah Kun waiting for him at the gate.
Bai Jinghong parked the car, and Ah Kun rushed up to open the door for him.
“You handled things well today. This Young Master is very satisfied!”
Bai Jinghong patted Ah Kun on the shoulder.
He truly treated this subordinate like family.
Whether now or in the original story, Ah Kun was extremely responsible and one hundred percent loyal to Bai Jinghong.
Coupled with his efficient and reliable work, it was hard not to value and like him!
“It’s part of my duty!” Ah Kun smiled.
“Young Master Bai, dinner has been arranged. Would you like to eat before going back to rest?”
Bai Jinghong shook his head: “I’ve already eaten, so I’ll pass!”
“What about Yaoyao? Has she eaten?”
Ah Kun shook his head: “The Young Madam hasn’t eaten yet. It seems she’s been waiting for you in the villa.”
“Hmm?” Bai Jinghong was momentarily surprised but then chuckled.
“Alright then, I’ll join her and eat a bit more.”
Ah Kun quickly brought a sightseeing cart, picked up Bai Jinghong, and headed toward the villa area.
The estate was simply too large; otherwise, they wouldn’t need a cart for transportation.
“Oh, by the way, Young Master Bai, our people got some news. I think you’ll be very interested.”
Ah Kun suddenly let out a chuckle.
“What news?”
The smile on Ah Kun’s face was irrepressible: “That Chen Lin, he got beat up by a bunch of thugs!”
Bai Jinghong was genuinely stunned: “Are you sure? He’s a master, and he got beat up by thugs?”
Ah Kun nodded vigorously: “It’s true!”
“And according to our people, the ones who arranged to beat up Chen Lin were Fan Ning’er and Zhang Xiaoya!”
“Pfft…” Bai Jinghong, who had been drinking mineral water, spat it out.
“Seriously?”
Bai Jinghong still couldn’t quite believe it.
Chen Lin was a Profound Level Mid-stage expert.
Even if his gunshot wound hadn’t healed, dealing with a few thugs should have been a piece of cake—kicking them away one by one like children.
Getting beaten up was just absurd!
Ah Kun kept nodding his head: “It’s true.”
“It happened like this. Chen Lin seemed to go out looking for someone, but not far from the company, he saw Fan Ning’er.”
“He went up to talk to her, seemed pretty agitated.”
“Then a few thugs passed by, suddenly threw a sack over his head, whacked him a few times with sticks, and ran off!”
At this, Bai Jinghong believed it.
“Hahahahaha, I’m dying of laughter! This is even more hilarious than a festival, hahaha!”
That brat Chen Lin had been so focused on Fan Ning’er that getting clubbed from behind was understandable.
Plus, the thugs were clever enough to run right after, so Chen Lin took a beating for nothing.
On the way back to the villa, Bai Jinghong couldn’t stop laughing.
Just imagining the scene made him burst with joy.
The mighty Hades of the Hell Organization, ambushed and clubbed by street thugs.
He could vividly picture Chen Lin’s impotent rage and utter humiliation.
When he arrived at the villa, Bai Jinghong walked in still laughing, and even after sitting on the sofa, he kept laughing.
Shen Yaoyao, seeing Bai Jinghong return looking so delighted, was a bit puzzled.
What was up with him today? He usually never laughed like this.
“Young Master Bai, you… what’s wrong with you?” Shen Yaoyao, dressed in casual home clothes, asked curiously.
Bai Jinghong looked at her, pulled her into his arms, and held her close.
Shen Yaoyao no longer had the jittery feeling she used to have during Bai Jinghong’s intimate touches.
Now she seemed quite natural.
She simply nestled in Bai Jinghong’s embrace.
“It’s nothing, just encountered a funny incident. You haven’t eaten yet, right?”
“Not yet, but I’m curious about this funny thing you mentioned?”
Seeing Bai Jinghong smiling so happily, Shen Yaoyao couldn’t help but laugh too.
Bai Jinghong told Shen Yaoyao about the Chen Lin incident without hiding anything, though he didn’t reveal Chen Lin’s identity.
After hearing it, Shen Yaoyao was speechless.
She even felt a bit of contempt for Chen Lin.
A man who walked a razor’s edge, actually getting beaten up by thugs.
Could someone like that truly become the head of the Hell Organization?
“Alright, let’s not talk about it anymore. Come on, let’s eat. I can’t let my little baby go hungry!”
Bai Jinghong stopped laughing, pulled Shen Yaoyao up, and headed toward the dining room.
In fact, Chen Lin had already gone to the hospital to get bandaged.
Just as Ah Kun and Bai Jinghong said, he had been beaten by thugs.
He even got his head split open.
For Chen Lin, it was a goddamn humiliation.
The silver lining was that the nurse was very pretty, which gave Chen Lin a bit of consolation.
Chen Lin’s method of picking up women was direct and quick.
Display the scars on his body, shock her, and then, under her intense curiosity, light a cigarette and tell some stories.
The young nurse wept with heartache.
Although his head was split open, Chen Lin also gained a wonderful night.
…
The next day, Bai Jinghong brought Shen Yaoyao to the Bai Corporation. Before even entering the company, he spotted a familiar figure.
The figure was wearing a floral-print dress, looking fresh and refined.
But her expression was tense, her hands clasped in front of her holding a box, looking very restrained.
Fan Ning’er!
She was here again!
Just standing there, Fan Ning’er attracted countless gazes.
After all, as one of the Dragon Sea Top Ten Goddesses, her looks and figure were absolutely top-tier.
The number of people coveting her was more than he could count on both hands.
Bai Jinghong merely swept a glance over her and paid no further attention.
Without guessing, he knew Fan Ning’er was surely there to talk about funding again.
And the fact that she had arranged for someone to beat up Chen Lin yesterday was her way of proving her stance to him.
And that plan to beat up Chen Lin, nine times out of ten, was the idea of that Dog-headed Strategist, Zhang Xiaoya.
“Jinghong…” Fan Ning’er proactively approached when she saw Bai Jinghong.
Bai Jinghong glanced at her again, a fire stirring in his heart, a desire to vent it.
“Yaoyao, you go up first!” Bai Jinghong gently stroked Shen Yaoyao’s hair.
Shen Yaoyao nodded obediently and walked inside.
Bai Jinghong remained where he was, waiting for Fan Ning’er.
“Jinghong, you never used to eat breakfast, but now that you’re working, you must have breakfast.”
“These are some snacks I made for you. Please… try them!”
Fan Ning’er handed the prepared snacks to Bai Jinghong.
A wicked smile curled at the corner of Bai Jinghong’s mouth.
How could this Fan Ning’er possibly know how to cook?
The damn things were definitely made by the family’s housekeeper.
