Qiao Jiusheng was the first to know that the police had visited Qiao Jiuyin. When she got this information, she just bitterly smiled, not feeling happy at all.

  Qiao Jiusheng was suddenly at a loss about the revenge for her past life.

  What should she do next?

  It was as if she had lost all hope in life at that moment.

  However, this negative thought only appeared for a moment before Qiao Jiusheng dispelled it from her heart.

  She still had two little fellows in her stomach and Fang Yusheng by her side. Her grandfather was waiting for her to accompany him, and many beautiful sceneries awaited her.?

  After Qiao Jiusheng was discharged from the hospital, she and Fang Yusheng stayed in Junyang City for a few days. These few days, Qiao Jiusheng accompanied Qiao Yunfan.

  There was also a subtle change happening in Binjiang City.

  Firstly, there was chaos within the Fang family.

  Fang Mu planned to be independent. Under his orders, many higher-ups in charge of the Fang Corporation resigned.

  Second, many newspapers received a call invitation from a man who claimed to be Cheng Ke. On the phone, Cheng Ke vaguely mentioned that he had a shocking piece of information about Fang Mu, the vice president of the Fang Corporation. When the reporters asked what it was, Cheng Ke refused to say it out loud and only vaguely mentioned words like imprisonment, humiliation, torture, and other fanciful words.

  Somehow, news of this spread.

  A man who had been judged dead many years ago had reappeared. This was both unbelievable and magical. Many sensitive people could smell a conspiracy.

  Although Cheng He Film and Television had already closed down and ceased to exist, the rumors about Cheng Ke’s romantic past still existed.

  Cheng Ke’s life had really come to this!

  Someone like Cheng Ke wanted to expose something related to Vice President Fang. This news was unintentionally spread and instantly attracted many guesses.

  What did Fang Mu have in Cheng Ke’s hands?

  Some people who had appeared at the card game that day and heard the rumors about Cheng Ke abusing Tong Wen couldn’t help but think of a dirty side when they heard this news—


  It was said that an artiste had once sent her child to be Cheng Ke’s pillow to fawn on him.

  Fang Mu’s mother was the female celebrity, Mu Chen.?

  Although this guess was bold and chilling, the more chilling the guess was, the more exciting the situation became.

  Fang Mu was born good, so he must have been very good-looking when he was young.

  When one thought about it like this, everything seemed logical.

  Fang Mu had been busy controlling the higher-ups of the Fang Corporation recently and had not paid attention to the gossip.

  When he received a call from Liang Qiwen, who vaguely asked him if he had offended someone recently, Fang Mu realized that something was wrong.

  “What’s wrong?” Fang Mu asked her.

  Liang Qiwen seemed to find it difficult to tell him, afraid that it would hurt Fang Mu’s pride.

  He pondered for a moment and finally told Fang Mu about the rumors about Cheng Ke.

  When Fang Mu had picked up the phone, he looked calm. However, when he hung up, he slammed the phone against the office wall.

  “Cheng Ke…”


  He almost gritted his teeth as he said that person’s name. When he shouted Cheng Ke’s name, a ruthless and hateful expression appeared on his face. He wished he could tear Cheng Ke apart with his teeth and tongue.

  Fang Mu immediately contacted a detective and secretly searched for Cheng Ke’s whereabouts all over the city.

  For three days straight, he found nothing.

  Fang Mu became more and more worried.

  On the third night, he returned home from work. When he crossed the road and saw a middle-aged man in a suit with a big belly, a demon suddenly appeared in his mind. The demon waved the iron fork in its hand, bared its teeth at him, and said, “Kill him! He deserves to die!”


  Fang Mu’s expression turned ruthless.

  He suddenly sped up, ignored the traffic lights, and crashed into the person.

  “Ah!”


  The middle-aged man could not hide in time and sat on the zebra line in shock.

  The front of the car stopped seven to eight centimeters away from his feet.

  The fat middle-aged man blankly stared at the front of the Bentley. Cold sweat broke out on his face. The man looked up and met the gaze of the cold man in the driver’s seat. He shivered in fear.

  The man crawled up trembling. He could not be bothered to ask for compensation for his mental trauma and ran away while dragging his fat body.

  He had to find time to burn incense, or he would be plagued by nightmares.

  The car behind him kept urging him. Fang Mu came back to his senses and realized that he had almost lost control of himself just now and killed someone. He could not help but close his eyes. A hint of regret crept into his heart. Fang Mu punched the seat before driving away.

  When he got home, Fang Mu received a call from the detective. He knew that the detective had not found Cheng Ke’s hiding place yet and wanted to kill him.

  Fang Mu did not even look at Fang Shan that night. He wrapped himself in the blanket and fell asleep. He slept until midnight and groggily opened his eyes. He realized that a fat man was standing in front of him.

  Fang Mu was no longer in his villa. Instead, he was in another unfamiliar villa he was so familiar with that his bones could not help but turn cold. In the villa, there was only him and the fat middle-aged man in front of him.

  The man was dressed in a custom-made suit from a luxury brand, but he looked like a fat pig wearing boots. It was indecent.

  He was wearing a pair of white gloves. Standing under the light, he gave Fang Mu a pious and perverted smile.

  “Good boy, come to me,” the man told him.

  Fang Mu trembled.

  He clenched his fists and looked at Cheng Ke when he was young.

  Fang Mu lowered his head and saw his hands. They were pitifully small.

  Fang Mu knew that this was a dream and that what had happened in the dream was over more than ten years ago. Yet, he still felt a wave of despair. He knew that he was already powerful, and he also knew that he had long defeated this man in front of him and even locked him up, reduced to the miserable outcome of a thousand-man cavalry. Yet, he was still afraid.

  The ten-year-old Fang Mu was afraid of the forty-year-old Cheng Ke.

  The years when he was ten and eleven were times when fear was carved into Fang Mu’s bones and heart.

  When he was young, he often dreamed of these scenes. Later on, when he became stronger, he rarely dreamed of them again.

  Fang Mu stared at Cheng Ke. His body trembled, but he still walked slowly toward him. He knew that if he did not listen, he would be beaten. He would never forget the feeling of the whip hitting his thin and weak body. The pain was so excruciating that it made him want to die.

  Therefore, when he gained power, the first thing he did was to topple Cheng He Film and Television and imprison the pervert.

  Whenever he was in a bad mood, he would whip the pervert!

  If Fang Mu failed in the business industry, he would whip Cheng Ke.

  If Xiao Sheng annoyed him, he would hit Cheng Ke again!

  Occasionally, when Fang Mu was particularly happy or particularly sad, he would call on a few men and watch them press Cheng Ke against him and insult him over and over again.

  Cheng Ke owed him all this.

  “Good child, take off your clothes…”


  The demon stood beside him. Fang Mu could not resist his orders.

  Fang Mu peeled off his clothes bit by bit and watched the man torture him with a perverted and infatuated gaze.

  When the fat man’s white-gloved hands caressed Fang Mu’s skin inch by inch, saying perverted words, Fang Mu tensed up and wanted to resist. He wanted to Cheng Ke! However, he had already tried to resist, but failed in the end.

  The consequences of failure were very scary.

  Cheng Ke would torture him for the entire night.

  When Cheng Ke could not wait to unbuckle his belt and do something disgusting to him, Fang Mu finally could not take it anymore. His face turned red, and he screamed in pain. Fang Mu knew that this was just a dream. He wanted to wake up, but he could not.

  He could only watch as Cheng Ke insulted and tortured him.

  Even though he knew that this was a dream, Fang Mu still experienced cruel torture from the beginning to the end.

  Finally, he woke up.

  He stared into the night, his eyes revealing a weak gaze like a little beast.

  “Ugh…”


  He grabbed the blanket and took a deep breath of the hot air. The suffocating feeling seemed to have disappeared from his throat, and his expression improved.

  Fang Mu lay on the bed for a while before walking out of the room. When he passed by the dressing mirror, he stopped and looked at it. The person inside the mirror was tall and sturdy. He was no longer the weak little boy from 17 years ago.

  The current him had already grown up and grown-up. He was no longer afraid of Cheng Ke.

  Fang Mu’s gaze turned firm.

  He left the room and went to the study to open the Knet—a website dedicated to dealing with killers and employers.

  Anyone could come to this website to take someone’s life as long as they could afford to pay a high price.

  Anyone could accept the mission. Whoever succeeded first would get the price.

  Fang Mu almost gambled his entire net worth for the head of Fang Yusheng.

  He entered the website with half the deposit. Almost at the same time as he made the payment, his bounty mission was hung on the top of the Assassination Network. The blood-red words were very eye-catching—


  Three hundred million USD to assassinate Fang Yusheng.

  Below the blood-red words was an introduction to Fang Yusheng’s life.

  As soon as the message was uploaded, a person called “Black” took it. Originally, many others also wanted to accept this mission, but when they saw that the person receiving the mission was Black, everyone chose to just watch.

  Fang Mu received a notification from the website that the deposit had reached the other party’s account. He immediately contacted Black.

  F: [When do we take action?]

  Black: [I’ll be in China in five days.]

  F: [Sure.]

  F: [Do you need my cooperation?]

  Black: [No need]

  After going offline, Fang Mu could not help but light a cigarette.

  He opened the French window and walked out. Standing on the balcony, he felt the rare coolness of the silent summer night.

  ***

  The hospital allowed Qiao Jiuyin to be discharged the next day, which meant that the police were free to take her away.

  Qiao Jiuyin sat on the bed in a daze. Her face was expressionless, and her heart was dead.

  She quietly sat and waited for the next day.

  The door to the ward was suddenly pushed open and light footsteps entered.

  Qiao Jiuyin’s right ear twitched. She stopped in her tracks when she heard that person walk to her bed.

  Qiao Jiuyin carefully listened, but she was not Fang Yusheng after all, so she could not use her ears to recognize this person. With a bitter smile, she asked, “Who are you?”


  Qiao Sen looked at Qiao Jiuyin and was silent for a long time before sighing.

  When Qiao Jiuyin heard this sigh, her sitting posture stiffened slightly. She called out, “Big Brother.”


  Qiao Sen squatted down in front of the bed.

  He placed his hand on Qiao Jiuyin’s legs and looked up at her.

  The gauze over Qiao Jiuyin’s eyes had been removed, and the two sockets were obvious. She did not have an ear, and there was an ugly scar on her earlobe. To be honest, Qiao Jiuyin looked quite scary like this.

  When Qiao Sen saw her miserable state, his heart ached.

  Qiao Jiuyin guessed that Qiao Sen was sizing her up. She panicked and could not help but cover her ears with her hand. She said to Qiao Sen in a panic, “Big Brother, don’t look at me! Don’t look at me…” She tilted her head to the left and tried to cover her ugly left ear.

  Qiao Jiuyin’s voice was sobbing.

  She felt that she was very ugly like this. Although she could not see, she could imagine her appearance.

  She was a person who loved beauty, so she naturally could not accept her ugly and ugly appearance.

  Qiao Jiuyin’s subconscious self-abased reaction made Qiao Sen sad. Qiao Sen raised his arms and held Qiao Jiuyin’s face. He said to her, “Ah Yin, don’t be afraid. Don’t hide from Big Brother.”


  “Big Brother…” Qiao Jiuyin wanted to give Qiao Sen a calm smile, but even after trying, she could not bring herself to smile no matter what. Qiao Jiuyin gave up her last struggle. She simply took her hand off her face and opened her eyes.

  Qiao Sen was also shocked when he saw the two empty eye sockets. He could not help but softly cry out.