When the car arrived at the highway intersection, it made a sharp turn and drove to the other side of the road, heading towards the new industrial park in the east of Zhong Hai City.
When they arrived at a vast industrial area that had been shut down, Yang Cheng slowed down the car and stopped the car on the muddy ground by the roadside. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up quietly. He leaned against the car and looked in the direction they came from.
Not far away, a black Honda Accord also silently stopped. Not long later, four rough-looking men wearing different clothes alighted from the car. The four of them were tall, short, fat, skinny, their appearances and temperaments were all different. However, the gazes they looked at Yang Chen all harbored ill intentions, and even contained some ruthlessness.
"How did you find us?" A dark-skinned man wearing a flowery shirt asked.
"A man's sixth sense." Yang Cheng grinned.
The man in the flowery shirt frowned and asked in confusion, "Since you found out that we were following you, why did you bring us here? Did you think that we wouldn't follow you if you changed the route back home?"
Yang Cheng took a few puffs of the cigarette. Although he had some money, the tobacco he smoked was still quite pungent. However, it was spicy enough. After enjoying a few puffs of smoke, Yang Cheng grinned and said, "I didn't say that you guys shouldn't follow me. I just purposely chose a suitable place for you guys to get off the car."
"What do you mean?" The man in the flowery shirt couldn't understand the situation in front of him. They were only following the instructions to understand the man's social network so that they could take the next step. However, the unforeseen event today forced him to reconsider his next step.
Yang Cheng's eyes narrowed into two slits. He laughed strangely and said, "Brothers, didn't you notice that there are no surveillance cameras around here …?"
Because this was an industrial area that was still under development, the surrounding infrastructure was extremely messy and dilapidated. Even the roads were not completely opened, and there were almost no cars coming and going.
"Surveillance cameras?" The man in the flowery shirt laughed sinisterly, "This should be my advice to you. There are no surveillance cameras, so we don't have to worry about making a move."
"Who knows, maybe it's the other way around?" Yang Cheng shrugged.
"Big brother, this kid wants to fight? Looks like he's really stupid," one of the lackeys said with a laugh.
The floral-clothed man's expression was displeased. "Young man, you can talk big, but don't force us brothers to be heavy-handed. Although we didn't receive any orders to kill you, it's not impossible to act first and report later."
"Aren't you guys annoying?" Yang Cheng laughed. "If you want to make a move, hurry up. I'm in a hurry to go home for dinner."
"Brat, you must be tired of living!"
A bearded man walked forward without saying anything. The other three also didn't say anything and surrounded Yang Cheng.
"Let me tell you, bullsh * t is useless. Fists are the hard truth!" The bearded man spat, clenched his fist, and attacked Yang Cheng's face!
Yang Cheng easily dodged it. At the same time, he moved his feet, and a cold smile appeared on his face. "When I first returned to this land, I secretly decided that if others don't provoke me, take the initiative to hit me, or threaten me, I definitely won't make the first move. So now, I want to thank you for this fist of yours. It allows me to kill you all with a clear conscience."
"Everyone attack together!" The man in the flowery shirt was burning with anger. He couldn't tolerate such a young man looking down on the four of them.
But the four's encirclement was obviously futile. Yang Chen casually executed a few sanda moves. His lightning-fast speed and tyrannical strength caused the four to either break their arms or their palms, causing a huge swollen area to appear.
The battle between the five of them turned into Yang Cheng toying with the four of them.
"Tough guy, we can't beat him!" The bearded man who attacked first cursed, and covered his swollen face with his hand.
The man in the flowery shirt also realized that the situation was not right. Although he was unwilling, he realized that the four of them were not on the same level as the man in front of him.
"Return to the car, run!"
The man in the flowery shirt ordered, and the four of them quickly ran towards the Honda.
Yang Cheng didn't stop them, and with a smile that wasn't a smile, he looked at the four of them as they quickly locked the car doors and windows, and turned the car around in an attempt to escape.
When the Honda was about to leave, Yang Cheng bent down and picked up an egg-sized pebble from the ground, and weighed it in his hand …
The four people in the car let out a sigh of relief after the car started. Although they couldn't beat him, they could at least escape. Moreover, no matter how good this young man was at fighting, he couldn't possibly catch up to the car! When the time comes, they could report to their superiors and bring a large group of brothers. Would they still be afraid of not being able to take revenge?!
However, there was always a gap between reality and ideals …
After Yang Cheng picked up the pebble, he closed one of his eyes, and slightly aimed. Immediately, his body bent like a thrower, he stretched out his hand, and leaned back, his waist suddenly exerted force!
His right hand threw the pebble!
The pebble was like a miniature artillery shell, and it cut through the air with a piercing sound!
"Bang!!!"
With a speed that was completely indiscernible to the naked eye, the pebble hit the side of the Honda near the fuel tank …
"Rumble!!! … "
The black Honda Accord that was still driving was like a ball of exploding flames that suddenly ignited. The raging fire rose up, and the entire car was enveloped in a ball of high temperature, and it rushed towards a telephone pole by the roadside!
In the blink of an eye, the previously intact Honda Accord had become a ball of burning black charcoal.
Yang Cheng looked at the "four murders" that he had caused as if he was looking at a work of art. The reason why he waited for them to get into the car and then used this method to kill the four people was mainly because he was afraid that the police would find any clues.
And killing those people at a time that people thought was the safest and most relaxed would give Yang Cheng a sense of satisfaction in his heart. This could be considered as a psychological illness that had developed over the years — unfortunately, Yang Cheng had never intended to cure this cruel illness.
"In your next life, remember to buy a German car. Japanese cars are too fragile." Yang Cheng sneered a few words, returned to the car, and continued to rush home.
Along the way, Yang Cheng thought about who would do this to him. First of all, that person must not be familiar with him, or else they would not have sent someone to follow him, to find out where he lived, and his interpersonal relationships.
After thinking about it, Yang Cheng could not confirm who it was. In the end, he could only sigh, and said to himself with a blank expression, "If they want to find trouble with me, they can, but if they involve the people around me … then they all deserve to die …"
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In the evening, after a sumptuous dinner at the villa, Mother Wang took out a bag of fashion magazines and said to Yang Cheng with a smile, "Son-in-law, this is the magazine that Miss ordered. It was just delivered today. Send it to Miss on my behalf later."
Yang Cheng was watching the news on the TV. After hearing it, he gladly took it, "It's my duty. Mother Wang only needs to cook delicious food for us. This kind of chores should be done by us men."
"No, no." Mother Wang hurriedly said, "Son-in-law, don't say that. It's mainly that I think that you should go and see Miss more, so that Miss will remember your kindness, and the two of you will be closer in the future."
Yang Cheng said with a wry smile, "Mother Wang, do you trust me so much that you push Ruoxi so firmly into my arms?"
Mother Wang said with a straight face, "Son-in-law, I watched Miss grow up. I haven't been able to have children in my life. To be honest, Miss is like half a daughter to me. After Old Madam and Madam passed away, I hoped that Miss would find a good husband. Miss has been so beautiful since she was young. Of course, there are men who like her all over Zhonghai, but those men are too vain. " As she said that, Mother Wang looked at Yang Cheng with satisfaction and smiled, "Unlike you, I'm old, but my eyes are not blurry. Although the son-in-law doesn't say it out loud, he truly cares about the Young Miss. From the day the Young Miss fainted, the son-in-law's eyes, I can see that the son-in-law cares about the Young Miss very much. It's just that, like the Young Miss, he's not good at expressing it. Young people like you sometimes care too much about face, but face is not as important as feelings. "
Yang Cheng was silent for a long time, and said with a faint smile, "Mother Wang, you should become a psychologist. You make me doubt whether I am myself."
"Son-in-law, don't think too much. Just take it that this old woman is talking nonsense. Hurry up and send the magazines to Miss. Miss might fall asleep if you're late." Mother Wang smiled and urged him.
Yang Cheng picked up a bag of magazines and looked at them. Most of them were fashion and the latest season's introductions of famous international brands. Presumably, as the CEO of a fashion company, Lin Ruoxi must have personally learned about these products.
They quickly set off from Dragon Garden to the hospital. When they drove to a small commercial street, Yang Cheng glanced at a lit shop from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but smile knowingly …
When he arrived at the hospital ward, it was almost 10: 30 at night. Most of the wards had turned off the lights, but Lin Ruoxi's ward was still brightly lit.
Yang Cheng deftly opened the door. He looked up and found that Lin Ruoxi wasn't the only one in the ward.
The person who came was Lin Ruoxi's secretary, Wu Yue, who had a jet-set figure. He didn't know if she was cold to begin with, or if she learned from Lin Ruoxi, she was an extremely cold and plain woman.
Lin Ruoxi was lying on the bed. The table in front of her was filled with all kinds of documents. She was holding a silver pen and writing something. Wu Yue stood at the side with a serious expression, tidying up the documents from time to time and handing over other documents.
Seeing Yang Cheng enter, Wu Yue frowned. "What are you doing here?"
Yang Cheng lifted the paper bag in his hand. "I'm here to send some magazines over."
"Why do you need to send them? Who do you think you are to the CEO?? "Wu Yue was very dissatisfied as she reprimanded.
Yang Cheng thought that since she was Lin Ruoxi's trusted aide, there was no harm in saying it out loud. However, before Yang Cheng could speak, Lin Ruoxi indifferently interjected, "He's my distant relative." With that, Lin Ruoxi signaled with her eyes to stop Yang Cheng from saying anything else.
Her legal husband had become a distant relative who was completely unrelated. Yang Cheng touched his nose and smiled bitterly. He originally thought that the two of them had become much closer over the past few days, but now it seemed that in Lin Ruoxi's eyes, he was just an acting partner who had signed a contract. She didn't really accept him as someone close to her, nor did she have any thoughts of acknowledging him as her husband.
He was slightly disappointed, but fortunately, his mental endurance was good and he was already mentally prepared. He wouldn't be too naive to think that the iceberg woman would be so easy to conquer. Yang Cheng just smiled casually and didn't say anything else. He placed the paper bag on Lin Ruoxi's bedside table and said, "Mother Wang asked me to send it over. She said that it's the magazine you ordered this month."
Wu Yue revealed a look of realization. It seemed that this famous PR actor in the company was only able to enter the company because of the title of "distant relative." She looked at Yang Cheng with even more disdain. She said somewhat unkindly, "If there's nothing else, put it down and leave. Don't disturb the CEO's work."
Yang Cheng originally wanted to persuade Lin Ruoxi to not be too tired at night. However, seeing that she only had her head lowered and was only looking at the documents, completely ignoring him, he didn't ask for a rebuff.
"Then I'll leave." Although he was a little unhappy with Wu Yue, she was, after all, Lin Ruoxi's secretary, so it wasn't good for him to flare up. Thus, Yang Cheng also sulked and couldn't be bothered to lower himself to her level.
After Yang Cheng turned around and left, Lin Ruoxi slightly raised her head and looked at Yang Cheng's silhouette with her watery eyes. That usually unruly and carefree silhouette actually looked a little lonely under the light. Involuntarily, Lin Ruoxi felt a little regret in her heart. She didn't even thank him, but her bashful personality made her not know how to say it.
When the door closed, Lin Ruoxi unnoticeably sighed and continued to deal with the documents.
About an hour later, it was already late at night. Wu Yue looked at her watch and couldn't help but say, "President, let's call it a day. I'll take the documents back and sort them out. Tomorrow, I'll hand them over to Department Head Mo. Since the important matters have been dealt with, you should also rest."
Lin Ruoxi rubbed her temples. These days, she had been taking Chinese medicine, recuperating, and receiving visitors. At night, she was really a little tired, so she nodded and said, "Tell Department Head Mo that I'll personally handle the documents for the fall fashion show and the plan to expand the Japanese market. As for the rest, let her do as she sees fit."
"Yes, President."
Wu Yue was very efficient. In less than five minutes, she finished all the documents and left respectfully.
Lin Ruoxi completely relaxed and let out a long sigh. She leaned her head on the soft pillow and glanced at the big bag of magazines that Yang Cheng brought. After thinking for a while, she took the bag and planned to read the magazines before going to sleep.
Just as she opened the bag, a familiar fragrance of glutinous rice suddenly came out. Lin Ruoxi was stunned. After taking a closer look, she realized that in addition to more than ten magazines, there was actually a box of glutinous rice balls wrapped in transparent plastic!
Slowly taking out the box, Lin Ruoxi looked at the ten round balls of dough inside. There were white, black, green, and all kinds of colors. Moreover, they were still hot with steam.
Of course, Lin Ruoxi knew that Mother Wang didn't bring them for her. Because when she was young, she ate glutinous rice balls and got a stomach ache. Mother Wang didn't allow her to eat glutinous rice balls anymore. Therefore, it could only be that person who bought them for her …
Was it because Choi Yeon mentioned that she liked to eat glutinous rice balls last time?
Because of that casual conversation, he remembered what she liked to eat?
She thought about what she said to Yang Cheng just now, how she treated him coldly like a stranger, and how Yang Cheng's back looked when he walked out …
Without realizing it, Lin Ruoxi's eyes were filled with tears.
For the first time in her life, looking at her favorite glutinous rice balls, Lin Ruoxi had no appetite at all.
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