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Her exquisitely sculpted face was now filled with unhappiness.
Her lower lip was slightly bitten by her pearly teeth, and her brows were gently furrowed, like a flower bud slightly furrowed in spring. She let out a long and helpless sigh in her heart.
She, a wealthy heiress, grew up in an extremely luxurious mansion from a young age.
Inside the mansion, the carved beams and painted rafters exuded wealth and luxury.
Her wardrobe is filled with exquisite clothes from top Parisian designers, each piece like a work of art, radiating a captivating luster.
The room was filled with countless dazzling jewels. Diamonds, jade, and rubies shimmered under the lights, creating a mesmerizing effect. It was as if all the beauty in the world had naturally gathered around her, as if it were born to be hers.
However, fate, with its merciless hand, suddenly reversed course.
Who could have imagined that she would fall from grace and become someone else's maid?
Although deep down she had gradually resigned herself to her fate after a long struggle and torment, what pampered young lady could smile when she imagined the future, which might be full of hardship and toil?
Her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and sorrow, like a flower that had been touched by frost in late autumn, losing its former beauty and vitality.
She gently bit her lip, her fingers unconsciously gripping the hem of her clothes tightly. Her knuckles had turned slightly white from the excessive force, as if she was trying to grasp the last trace of her past life in this subtle movement.
He Yuzhu and Lin Wanting hurried along and soon arrived at the pier.
The dock in front of us was bustling with activity, with ships densely packed together, their masts standing like a forest, swaying gently in the sea breeze.
They boarded a ship that looked ordinary, but whose every detail exuded a sense of competence.
As the engine roared low, the ship slowly moved and gradually sailed away from the dock.
The ship cut through the waves on the shimmering sea, and the golden sunlight poured down on the surface without reservation, the leaping and shimmering spots of light resembling countless pieces of gold dancing wildly.
The sea breeze, carrying the unique salty and damp scent of the ocean, gently brushed against their faces, bringing a touch of coolness.
The waves lapped against the ship's side with a regular rhythm, making a crisp and melodious sound, like a skilled musician playing a soothing and beautiful piece of music.
The boat moved at a steady speed, and in less than half an hour, the outline of the Xiangjiang Wharf came into clear view.
The dock was teeming with people, and the sounds of noise and shouts mingled together, creating a lively and bustling scene of everyday life.
The goods piled up like mountains, a dazzling array, including exotic spices whose fragrance filled the air, and soft, brightly colored silks that shone brilliantly.
Local specialties were also on display, neatly arranged, showcasing the unique charm of this land.
The porters, like tireless worker ants, carried loads on their shoulders and in their hands, busily moving between the goods.
Their skin, tanned dark by the scorching sun, was covered with countless beads of sweat, which shimmered with a delicate yet resilient light under the intense sunlight.
He Yuzhu and Lin Wanting carefully avoided the crowd. After getting off the boat, He Yuzhu hailed a taxi.
The taxi came to a smooth stop in front of them. He Yuzhu opened the car door, and after Lin Wanting sat down, he also got into the back seat.
He leaned back slightly in his seat, his eyes resolute, and without hesitation instructed the driver, "Driver, to the airport."
Lin Wanting sat quietly to the side. As Chen Yuan's capable assistant who had followed him for a long time, she was meticulous and knew her boss's style of doing things very well.
Chen Yuan's recent actions, as well as the cooperation intentions mentioned in the phone call just now, made her keenly aware of something.
A sudden unease welled up in her heart, an unease that spread rapidly through her like wild grass growing unattended in spring.
She gripped the hem of her clothes slightly, trying to calm herself, and then cautiously asked, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes filled with worry, "Boss, from what you just said, you're not planning to go to Luzon Island yourself, are you?"
Looking at Lin Wanting's slightly trembling expression, He Yuzhu couldn't help but feel a pang of tenderness. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, revealing a faint smile full of doting affection.
He raised his hand, his movements as gentle as if touching a rare treasure, and slowly and gently ruffled Lin Wanting's hair, a gesture full of intimacy that was hard for others to detect.
Then, he leaned slightly forward, his tone as casual as if he were discussing something trivial, and said, "You're really smart, you guessed right!"
At this moment, his eyes shone with a unique light, a spark of anticipation and excitement, as if he were about to embark on a grand adventure that could change his destiny, radiating an eager energy.
"Ah!" Lin Wanting exclaimed involuntarily. Her originally rosy cheeks instantly turned ashen, like snow in winter, as if attacked by frost.
Her pupils contracted sharply as terrifying rumors about Luzon Island flashed through her mind.
In her imagination, Luzon Island was like a dark, sinful swamp, where gangs were deeply entrenched, outlaws ran rampant, and every inch of the land seemed to be filled with a dangerous atmosphere, harboring a crisis that could erupt at any moment.
Unknown dangers may lurk in every street and alley, and a person with ill intentions might jump out at any corner.
She dared not imagine any more of the scenarios He Yuzhu might encounter after stepping onto that land. The worries in her heart surged like a dam breaking, almost completely overwhelming her.
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Her hands gripped He Yuzhu's arm tightly without her control, her nails digging into his skin. Her voice was trembling with tears, almost pleading, "Boss, it's too dangerous there. Can you please not go?"
Lin Wanting huddled alone in the corner of the room. The dim and soft light, like a thin veil, gently fell on her slightly thin body. However, this warm light seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to dispel the dark gloom in her heart.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with complex emotions; anxiety was like fine needles, piercing deep into her heart; and entanglement was like a tangled mess, tightly binding her thoughts.
Her brows furrowed into a deep frown, her mind racing with the plan she had painstakingly devised over a long period of time. Every detail was scrutinized, every possibility was rehearsed in her mind, yet she could not find an answer that would give her complete peace of mind.
Originally, He Yuzhu had a meticulous plan in his mind, as precise as a chess game.
She knew that this bid was of great significance and concerned the company's future development, so she focused on it and made careful plans from the very beginning.
In her mind, every move was carefully considered and full of hidden strategies.
She plans to use a clever combination of strategies, from resource allocation to networking, to ensure that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Aocheng Entertainment Company will only be able to secure this one winning bid opportunity.
She was like a chess player meticulously planning and strategizing at the chessboard, her eyes fixed on the board, not missing a single detail, and every move she made was the result of her profound considerations.
She rehearsed the day the bidding results would be announced countless times in her mind.
Imagine it's a sunny day, with soft light spilling into every corner of the city.
The bulletin board downstairs in the company building was bustling with activity. People gathered there with great anticipation, whispering and discussing among themselves.
When He Yuzhu saw the news that Aocheng Entertainment Company had won the bid, he seemed to see his own face. He would be overjoyed, and his usually resolute face would light up with a bright smile. That smile would contain both satisfaction with the team's hard work and boundless anticipation for the future.
By then, Qin Jingru had already calculated the timing, waiting specifically for He Yuzhu to be in a good mood.
She meticulously planned her scene, imagining herself walking forward pitifully, tears welling in her eyes, glistening in the dim light.
She rehearsed her lines countless times beforehand, her voice trembling with just the right amount of grievance, preparing to tell He Yuzhu about her helplessness and apology, portraying herself as a pitiful person manipulated by fate.
Once the melodramatic scene reached its climax, she would quickly pull out her phone and skillfully dial her master Zhao Yunhai's number. Everything was within her calculations; she was just waiting for this crucial moment to arrive.
On the phone, she was like a dedicated and devoted mediator, tirelessly mediating between her mentor and He Yuzhu and trying her best to bring them together.
The sect has recently suffered a heavy blow. Senior Brother Zhao Changfeng's departure was too sudden. His life was like a shooting star that streaked across the sky and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving behind endless regrets.
This morning, she received the devastating news that Gao Kening had passed away suddenly from a heart attack. The news was like a heavy hammer blow, striking her heart and shaking her world.
Recalling these events, a sharp pain shot through her heart. Each misfortune was like a gleaming, razor-sharp blade, mercilessly piercing her heart and causing her excruciating agony.
She felt that after so many twists and turns, He Yuzhu's anger should have subsided considerably.
Lin Wanting bit her lower lip secretly, and solemnly made up her mind that she would be like a docile kitten from now on, obediently listening to He Yuzhu's words.
She had already sketched a clear picture in her mind: she was like a dutiful and responsible personal maid, always by He Yuzhu's side, whether it was handing him a steaming cup of morning tea, gently drawing the blackout curtains for him in the afternoon, or tidying his clothes and fetching his necessities on weekdays. She had to do every little thing meticulously and considerately.
She could almost see herself following behind He Yuzhu, her eyes full of tenderness and dependence, her hands slightly forward as she handed him tea, with just the right amount of respect; her movements nimble as she took things, her eyes only on his needs.
She thought that as long as she sincerely offered a reasonable compensation and maintained such a sincere attitude, this feud would surely come to a complete end, and everything would return to peace.
However, reality was like a bucket of cold water, ruthlessly extinguishing her hopes and leaving her deeply worried.
The current state of our sect's strength is far from optimistic. It's like a dilapidated building in a storm, teetering on the brink of collapse, with every gust of wind seemingly capable of destroying it completely.
Looking across the entire sect, only Master Zhao Yunhai and his beloved son Zhao Yaojie have reached the Transformation Realm. In this martial arts world, such masters are extremely rare.
In comparison, He Yuzhu and Du Guanghe were also masters of the Transformation Realm.
Du Guanghe, in particular, had already reached the perfect state of Transformation Realm. The aura emanating from his body was as deep as the sea, unfathomable, like a giant beast lurking in the mist. Just the faint aura he exuded was enough to inspire awe and shiver down one's spine.
Lin Wanting had previously mentally rehearsed this contest where the odds were heavily against her.
Her desire for her master to win is just like that of every devout disciple, who wholeheartedly hopes that her master will be invincible in battle.
On countless quiet nights, she silently cheered for her master in her heart, repeatedly picturing the thrilling battle in her mind.
The master was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, his movements as agile as a cheetah, each motion fluid and full of power.
When he makes a move, his moves are as sharp as lightning, and the fierce wind of his punches whistles past, causing the surrounding air to tremble. Each strike is accompanied by an overwhelming momentum that makes his opponents fearful.
However, reason, like a ruthless blade, coldly dissected reality, telling her mercilessly that the chances of her master winning this business war were extremely slim.
He Yuzhu has been working in the business world for many years, and with his unique business acumen and decisive style, he has built a vast empire. Du Guanghe is equally powerful, and his business empire is intricate and complex, with a deep and extensive network of connections.
The strength of these two is like two towering, insurmountable mountains, heavily blocking the path ahead of their master.
Every time her thoughts touched this place, it felt as if a cold and heavy stone was pressing down on her heart, making her chest feel tight and even breathing difficult. She felt as if she were trapped in an airtight predicament, unable to find a single crack to escape.
Therefore, she held a firm belief in her heart and tried to mediate in this tense situation, hoping to use her own strength to resolve this increasingly fierce conflict peacefully and minimize casualties and property losses.
She was like a lone boat, struggling to navigate the stormy sea amidst thunder and lightning. Every crash of the giant waves made the small boat rock violently, and it was in danger of being swallowed up by the merciless sea at any moment.
Even in such a difficult situation, she never gave up, longing to find a peaceful haven where the tense conflict between her sect and He Yuzhu could be resolved, and everything could return to its former tranquility and peace.
Right now, Lin Wanting is sitting in the swaying car, looking extremely anxious.
The street scene outside the car window was like a blurry shadow, but she had no heart to appreciate it.
Her body leaned slightly forward, as if an invisible force was pulling her from the front, making her want to rush out immediately.
Her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force, as if only in this way could she alleviate the unease in her heart.
Her eyes were filled with urgency, almost overflowing. She quickly turned to He Yuzhu beside her and said, "Boss, please, let me make a call. I know my master too well. He's always been a reasonable and easy-going person, never arguing with anyone. As long as I explain things to him properly and clarify the whole story, he'll definitely reconcile with you. To be honest, this whole thing really has little to do with my master; it's all just a series of misunderstandings. It's not worth ruining our relationship over these misunderstandings."