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“Second Sister, we’ve taken care of everything on our end, so we won’t wait for you and Eldest Brother. We’ll head back and report to the Young Lady first!”

「At this moment, in the southwestern provincial capital.」

Outside the gate of a high-end residential complex, a thin-faced woman inside a brand new black Audi glanced at a message that had just arrived on her phone and nodded in satisfaction.

“Sister Ah Lu, my cousin, Yuan Lang, lives in Unit 2, apartment 305,” a glamorous young woman in the passenger seat said, turning her head with a beaming smile. She was Yuan Xiangjun, the eldest daughter of the main branch of the Haicheng Yuan Family and Yuan Youwei’s older sister. Previously, she had frequently clashed with her family, jealous of the Old Master’s favoritism toward her younger sister.

Eventually, they had a complete falling out. Against the Old Master’s objections, she insisted on marrying Han Yiming, the second son of the Han family from the provincial capital. Who would have thought that after their marriage, she’d discover Han Yiming was consumed by every vice? Eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and drugs—he was an expert in them all and even occasionally resorted to domestic violence.

Yuan Xiangjun was sick with regret, yet she blamed her family for all of her misfortunes. Therefore, after getting married, she had scarcely any contact with the Yuan family. They, in turn, acted as if she didn’t exist and never spoke of her.

“Very well. Yuan Ruoshan died a tragic death inside the Haicheng International Convention and Exhibition Center. I believe Mr. Yuan Lang is also very eager to avenge his father and restore his family’s honor,” Ah Lu said with a smile. She followed Yuan Xiangjun out of the car, heading toward Unit 2 within the complex.

The eldest daughter of the Haicheng Yuan Family and the Yuan Lang she was about to meet… both held enormous grudges against the Yuan family and Lin Fan. With just a few instigating words, there would be no need for the Ying family from the Imperial Capital to get involved. They could simply let the Yuan family crumble from within. As for Lin Fan, that lingering wretch? Hmph. Once the grandmaster-level assassin I hired arrives tomorrow, he will surely be taken care of, eliminating the problem for good. And in the unlikely event that Lin Fan manages to escape, Miss Shen Yueli has a backup plan: the ashes of Lin Suxin!

“Who the hell is banging on the door in the middle of the night!”

A moment later, Ah Lu, Yuan Xiangjun, and their companions were standing in front of apartment 305.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

A voice immediately started cursing from inside, indicating the owner was in an extremely foul mood.

“Lang, open up! It’s your big sister, Yuan Xiangjun!”

Ah Lu’s smile stiffened slightly, and she remained silent. Yuan Xiangjun’s expression turned ugly as she knocked again, more urgently this time.

“I know you’re in a bad mood, but I brought people to help you get justice for Uncle Yuan Ruoshan!”

CREAK. The door opened, revealing a drunken, disheveled face under the bright lights.

“Big Sister, stop joking. If you had a way to deal with the old man and Yuan Youwei, you wouldn’t have spent all these years hiding out in the Han family residence, getting bullied,” Yuan Lang said, his eyes bloodshot. He let out a drunken burp and glanced sideways at the people behind Yuan Xiangjun.

He had only been informed by his weeping mother over the phone this afternoon that his father, Yuan Ruoshan, had died suddenly. Furthermore, the state of his body was horrific; he had died with his eyes open. What was more outrageous was that the Yuan family had not only refused to retrieve his remains but had also immediately frozen his branch’s assets, transferring everything to Lin Fan based on some damned past bet. Yuan Lang was overcome with grief and rage, almost mad enough to rush back to Haicheng and fight those beasts. But he didn’t dare, nor did he have the confidence to do so. His branch of the family had completely lost power. If he couldn’t even keep his position as the general manager of the provincial capital’s branch company, he’d be sent back to square one with nothing at all.

“Hmph, I had no choice before, but this time the family has gone too far! Even I can’t stand by and watch anymore!” Yuan Xiangjun’s face changed, clearly stung by his words. Turning her head, she immediately plastered a smile back on. “Sister Ah Lu, this is my cousin, Yuan Lang. He has a master’s degree from a top overseas university—a true elite.”

“Indeed, he’s a fine-looking, talented man. It’s a pity that blind old Yuan Tianguang overlooks him, leaving him to languish as the manager of a mere branch company.” Ah Lu nodded, her eyes filled with pity as she looked at Yuan Lang.

“Come on in. The place is a bit of a mess, so don’t mind it.” Seeing that his visitors carried themselves with an impressive air, clearly people of influence, Yuan Lang rubbed his face and invited them into the living room.

The moment the door closed, Ah Lu got straight to the point, asking in a grave voice, “Yuan Lang, a golden opportunity for revenge is right in front of you. Are you willing to go all out?”

“Who exactly are you people? To take on the Haicheng Yuan Family, you’d at least need the Han family from the provincial capital to make a move personally!” Yuan Lang asked warily, trying to remain calm. He wasn’t a fool; he had no desire to be Yuan Xiangjun’s cannon fodder in a head-on clash with the Yuan family back in Haicheng.

“Heh, my silly little brother, in front of Sister Ah Lu, the Han family is nothing!” Yuan Xiangjun said, her expression triumphant and hateful. “Even that bastard Han Yiming was so terrified by her status that he got on his knees and begged for mercy!”

What? Even a playboy like Han Yiming cowered before her?

Seeing that Yuan Xiangjun didn’t seem to be lying, Yuan Lang’s drunkenness faded swiftly. He was deeply moved and couldn’t help but size up Ah Lu once more.

“You don’t need to know my real identity. You just need to go back to the Yuan family with Yuan Xiangjun and seize the family enterprise,” Ah Lu said, nodding calmly, a cold smile on her face. “Mr. Han Sr. of the Han family will personally help you, and I will dispatch my own people to clear away any obstacles.”

“…Why? Why would you do this?” Yuan Lang’s expression wavered, still finding it hard to believe what was happening. After all, they weren’t relatives or even friends. The Han family has no reason to stick their necks out for me and Yuan Xiangjun, right?

“Because Lin Fan is our common enemy,” Ah Lu said, her brow furrowing in disgust as she scanned the liquor bottles littering the living room. “And since the Haicheng Yuan Family is willing to stand up for him, they must pay the price. Yuan Lang, I need you to pull yourself together and take back everything that belongs to you and your father… Of course, if you’re unwilling, I can easily find another member of the Yuan family to cooperate with.”

“No, no! Miss Ah Lu, please don’t go! I, Yuan Lang, am willing! I’m a hundred percent willing!”

THUD!

Stunned for a moment, Yuan Lang grew desperate and dropped straight to his knees before Ah Lu.

Their late-night visit is more than enough to prove their sincerity. Besides, they can get someone as influential as Mr. Han Sr. of the Han family—the third-ranked family in the provincial capital, led by the renowned Money King, Han Wanyi—to personally take action! If I can’t succeed with this kind of backing, it would be the joke of the century!

“Excellent. A young man should have that kind of all-or-nothing spirit,” Ah Lu said with a satisfied smile. She and a visibly excited Yuan Xiangjun turned to leave. “Get yourself cleaned up. We head for the Haicheng Yuan Family first thing in the morning.”

“Thank you, Miss Ah Lu! Thank you, Big Sister! I won’t disappoint you after all you’ve done for me!” Yuan Lang exclaimed, scrambling to his feet. He eagerly saw the group downstairs before returning to his apartment, his face flushed with excitement.

He lit three cigarettes—an offering of incense—and placed them on the edge of the balcony. His gaze, filled with resentment and viciousness, followed the curling smoke as he stared toward Haicheng. “Dad, you won’t have died in vain,” he muttered. “I’ll make Lin Fan and the Yuan family join you in death!”

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