"Yukihiko Oda, please cooperate, or we will enforce it by force," the uniformed officer warned sternly. They were from Xia Country, and they would never forget the numerous atrocities committed by the people of Wo Country in Xia Country years ago.
Yukihiko Oda pursed his lips, suppressing the anger in his heart. "I would like to make a phone call."
"You don't have that right now," the uniformed officer said, no longer wasting words with Yukihiko Oda. They stepped forward and pushed Yukihiko Oda from both sides.
Yukihiko Oda struggled furiously, shouting angrily, "I am an international friend! You have no right to treat me like this. I will file a complaint with the Foreign Ministry about you."
The uniformed officers remained impassive, saying nothing. Their task was to take Yukihiko Oda to where he was supposed to go, and others would be responsible for what happened next.
No matter how Yukihiko Oda protested, he was still put into a car and taken away.
That evening, an interrogation was conducted, and after confirming his crime, Yukihiko Oda was immediately deported back to Wo Country and blacklisted, forever forbidden from setting foot in Xia Country again.
As Yukihiko Oda sat on the plane returning to Wo Country, just as he stepped off the plane, he suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction and died despite attempts to save him.
Ling Yue watched the news broadcast and learned of Yukihiko Oda's death, a faint smile curving her lips. Jiang You was now her business partner, and Yukihiko Oda had repeatedly tried to kill Jiang You, so how could she leave such a scourge alive? As the saying goes, if you don't cut the grass from the roots, the spring breeze will make it grow again.
As soon as Jiang You saw the news, he called Ling Yue, his voice full of excitement, "Director Ling, I just saw the news. Yukihiko Oda was deported back to his country, and he had a heart attack and died as soon as he got off the plane."
"I saw it," Ling Yue said, glancing at the television. The news broadcast had ended, and she stood up and turned off the television. She watched the news broadcast every day after dinner, as it helped her better understand the world.
"The wicked reap what they sow," Jiang You said with a happy laugh. "Oh, I have good news for you. The company's new server has arrived. With the new server, we won't have to worry about the registration of too many users causing the server to crash anymore. Our user base has also exceeded 200 million."
Everything that had happened that day was good news, giving Jiang You a surreal feeling. Ever since he met Ling Yue, it was as if he had been favored by the goddess of fortune, with good news after good news, and problems that were previously unsolvable were now easily resolved. Perhaps Ling Yue really was his benefactor in life.
On the other side, Zhou Mucheng was listening to Xu Qing's report.
"Mr. Zhou! I've found out that the person who invested one billion yuan in Jiang You's company is Ling Yue."
Zhou Mucheng was slightly taken aback. "The Ling Yue you're referring to is the one I know?"
Ling Yue had made a fortune from gambling on gemstones that day, but based on his understanding of her, he didn't think she would have such foresight.
"Yes, it's her," Xu Qing said, also surprised when he discovered it was Ling Yue. He had seen Ling Yue many times, and every time, she always kept her head down, looking like she didn't dare face people. How did she become so confident and intelligent after being disfigured by the fire? Not only did she gamble on gemstones, but she also understood investing. If she had been this outstanding before her disfigurement, Mr. Zhou wouldn't have called off their engagement.
"So it really is her," Zhou Mucheng said, a complex emotion flashing in his deep eyes. The last time he saw Ling Yue, he felt she had changed and became unfamiliar, as if she were a different person. Could it be that one truly had to experience death to change so drastically?
"Do you know her phone number?" Zhou Mucheng wanted to meet with Ling Yue and have a proper conversation with her, as well as formally apologize to her. His calling off the engagement had indeed caused some harm to Ling Yue, but if given another chance, he would make the same decision because he and Ling Yue didn't have feelings for each other, and forcing themselves to be together would not bring happiness.
Xu Qing gave Zhou Mucheng Ling Yue's phone number.
Zhou Mucheng wrote down the number and ended the call, then dialed Ling Yue's number. As he listened to the waiting tone, a sense of nervousness and anticipation welled up within him. Would she be happy to receive his call? Would she call him "Brother Mucheng" like she used to?
At that moment, Ling Yue's indifferent voice came from the other end of the line, "Hello!"
"Ling Yue, it's me, Zhou Mucheng. I want to meet with you. I have something to tell you."
"There's no need. We have nothing to discuss. That's all." Ling Yue hung up the phone and immediately set Zhou Mucheng's number to reject incoming calls.
Zhou Mucheng frowned and called Ling Yue again, but no matter what, he couldn't get through. He realized that Ling Yue must have blacklisted his phone number.
He picked up the desk phone and dialed Ling Yue's number, and this time, he was able to get through.
Ling Yue glanced at her constantly ringing phone, knowing it must be Zhou Mucheng calling. She pressed the reject button and blacklisted the number again. Since they were no longer in a relationship, there was no need for further contact.
Zhou Mucheng angrily hung up the phone. Since she wouldn't answer his calls, he would go find her in person tomorrow.
At that moment, his phone rang, and Zhou Mucheng picked it up irritably. Seeing that it was Ling Meng's number, he thought for a moment and answered.
"Brother Mucheng, can you come and see me? I'm having surgery tomorrow, and I'm so scared," Ling Meng's pitiful voice came through the phone.
"I have an important meeting tomorrow. If I have time after the meeting, I'll come and see you," Zhou Mucheng said dismissively.
"Okay, but you must make time to come. I miss you so much," Ling Meng's voice carried a hint of coyness.
"We'll see tomorrow," Zhou Mucheng said coldly and hung up.
Hearing the call disconnect, Ling Meng was so angry that she nearly bit through her dental crowns, accidentally pulling at the wound on her face and causing her entire face to contort in pain.
Tears streamed down uncontrollably, her eyes filled with resentment. In this lifetime, she had to have Zhou Mucheng, and she had to make him her husband.
In her previous life, without the fire, Ling Yue and Zhou Mucheng smoothly completed their wedding. Although Zhou Mucheng didn't love Ling Yue, he treated her well, and they had two children together, living a very fulfilling life.
In this life, the position of Mrs. Zhou would definitely be hers. Once her injuries healed and her appearance recovered, she would find a way to make Zhou Mucheng take responsibility for her. The Zhou family cared deeply about face, and they would definitely make Zhou Mucheng be responsible for her.
With this thought, Ling Meng let out a low laugh. "Zhou Mucheng, you belong to me. You can't escape. In this lifetime, you can only belong to me."
Zhou Mucheng, who was sitting on the balcony enjoying the night view, suddenly shuddered for no apparent reason. A flicker of doubt crossed his eyes. The weather forecast said it would be 34 degrees tonight, so why did he suddenly feel a chill?
