[Misguided Desire] (Continued)

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When Le Ying encountered Guo Nan again, Guo Nan had just come out of Ma Yuanbo's office.

Actually, Guo Nan's colleagues had noticed him arriving at the company that morning. Guo Nan was considered the
epitome of success in their company; in his thirties, he was at the peak of his charm, usually possessing a refined and elegant
demeanor. However, recently, having secured a large order from Zhixin and frequently working overtime with Ma Yuanbo, he had begun to neglect his appearance,
always looking tired and haggard.

But today, he seemed even more haggard, his eyes bloodshot and red like a rabbit's,
as if he hadn't slept all night again. He also seemed restless and absent-minded, and it was unclear whether
he was even listening to her.

Occasionally, a fleeting glance would inadvertently reveal a look that made people instinctively want to avoid him.

Ma Yuanbo noticed Guo Nan's unusual behavior but couldn't get any information out of him. Moreover, Le Ying definitely wouldn't come
here without a reason; she was 100% there to inquire about Lin Zhengnan. He had already pinned everything
on , and Le Ying had already spotted Guo Nan from afar, waving and greeting him warmly. Not wanting to pry,
he let Guo Nan pass, watching from a distance as the two entered Guo Nan's office.

Facing the man before her, Le Ying instinctively felt something was off about Guo Nan.

As a seasoned veteran of the world, she had a knack for judging people. This man before her seemed
a bit off; as he approached, goosebumps involuntarily rose on her arms.

Ma Yuanbo watched the two talking through the blinds. The office was separated by large floor-to-ceiling windows,
and Guo Nan hadn't deliberately obstructed the view. He gradually sensed something was amiss.

The two continued talking, but Guo Nan remained expressionless. Logically
, it was best not to be so impolite to someone of Le Ying's status. Le Ying's expression grew increasingly unpleasant as she spoke,
and she glanced in his direction. Ma Yuanbo's heart began to race.

The two were no longer conversing, but rather locked in a standoff like fighting cocks.

"Guo Nan, what exactly do you mean?" Le Ying asked coldly. The man before her wore
a provocative smirk, a clear sign of hostility.

"Nothing much. I'm saying Mr. Lin certainly has a great chance, but the other two candidates are also very
competitive. This is my personal assessment, and the details are in the evaluation report. Of course, the final decision
isn't mine."

"I thought Mr. Ma and I had already reached an understanding." Le Ying's face grew increasingly grim.

"Ma Yuanbo entrusted this entirely to me. That's all I know; I don't know anything else." Guo
Nan looked at the woman with nothing but disgust, his tone becoming increasingly confrontational.

"I want to see the report."

"I'm sorry, but it's already unethical of me to say this to you here. I'll give the report to the client,
but you're not our client." Guo Nan knew he shouldn't be so openly hostile,
but he just couldn't suppress his anger.

"You really are asking for trouble, aren't you? Do you think Ma Yuanbo will agree?"

"I'm really curious, given your status, why would you treat a mere
Korean guy so differently? What is it about him that makes you go to such lengths for him? I just don't understand."

"Do you even know who you're talking to?" Le Ying laughed angrily.

"Of course I know, you're Mr. Yang's wife, but that's all. As far as I know, you don't seem to hold any position at Zhixin
Group, so to be honest, who you are has nothing to do with me."

Ma Yuanbo watched from behind the blinds, his heart pounding in his chest. The two seemed to be getting increasingly tense.
He had no idea what was wrong with Guo Nan today—was she mentally unstable or had she taken the wrong medicine? It
wasn't that was particularly afraid of Le Ying, but arguing with someone like her was simply not worth it.

Then Le Ying strode towards him, pushing open the door to the general manager's office without knocking.

"Xiao Ma, it seems there's been some misunderstanding between us. I thought friends should help each other, but it looks like
we can't be friends anymore." Le Ying's face was icy, her tone cold and sharp as she crossed her arms and looked at Ma Yuanbo.

Ma Yuanbo looked at Guo Nan who came in afterward, closed the door and blinds, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Then he went straight to Guo Nan: "What's wrong with you today? Are you too tired?"

"How dare you talk to me like that. Xiao Ma, is this your company or his company?" Le Ying
pointed her finger at Guo Nan's nose aggressively, "Your wife's shop depends on me for its livelihood, and this
lousy company you work for depends on my husband for its livelihood. How dare you talk to me like that? Let me tell you, don't think that Zhixin can't function without
you There are plenty of people who want to cooperate with us! It's just a matter of a word to take away your livelihood!"

"Sister Ying, aren't you being a bit too harsh? Is it really necessary?" After being spoken to like this by Le Ying, Ma Yuanbo
also lost face. He glared at Guo Nan and said, "Apologize to Sister Le right now!"

"We'll see how harsh it is!" Le Ying said, and turned to leave. But Guo Nan stopped her,
sneering , "Oh? Sister Le is angry? Fine, fine, since my boss has spoken, I'll apologize to Sister Le.
Mr. Ma, give me some private space."

Ma Yuanbo looked at Guo Nan, completely baffled by his outburst. But staying in this awkward situation
was n't good, so he got up and left the office, closing the door behind him.

Only the two of them remained in the room.

"What tricks are you playing, you little brat?" Since things had already come to a head, Le Ying dropped her usual
facade and revealed her true colors. She could tell Guo Nan had no intention of apologizing, but she wasn't afraid.
She wanted to see what Guo Nan was up to. She didn't believe he would dare to be violent towards her in public; she
was certain Guo Nan wasn't mentally unstable enough to do so, unless he wanted to commit suicide.

"I'm not playing any tricks, it's just that you've really gone too far, Sister Le. There are some things I didn't want to say, but
you forced me to! You dare to mess with Ma Yuanbo's company, so I'll mess with you too, let's go down together!"

"You? Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup!" Le Ying sneered and tried to leave. A
contract worth a few million was nothing. She believed she had the power to influence Yang Jianguo; that old guy
doted .

"Of course I can't do it, but what about Yang Wenbo? If he
finds out , do you think Yang Jianguo will still dote on you like a treasure?"

Le Ying's face stiffened, she stopped in her tracks, and turned to look at Guo Nan.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense? Heh, would I be stupid enough to bluff in front of someone of your caliber?
The night Roland's shop opened, what you and Lin Zhengnan did on the second floor was fucking exciting! It made me want to fuck you
myself. I was in the inner room at the time, and I saw everything! You fucked my stockings
...tsk tsk, your moaning style was really wild. My phone camera isn't high resolution, only 200,000 pixels,
but the photos are enough to identify you. There are also videos and audio recordings. I wonder what Yang Jianguo
will think when he sees these?"

"You're asking for death..." Le Ying's eyes changed, becoming like awls, piercing Guo Nan's optic nerve.

"I don't want to die, and I believe you don't either. Let's see if we can reach an agreement." Facing
Le Ying's chilling expression, Guo Nan remained completely unfazed. He was now certain that things were under his control
...

When the two of them came out, the tense atmosphere had disappeared, and Ma Yuanbo finally breathed
a sigh of relief. Guo Nan warmly escorted Le Ying into the elevator, where it was just the two of them again.

"You won't go back on your word, will you?" Le Ying, now like a defeated rooster, had completely lost her spirit.

"As long as you don't target Ma Yuanbo's company, I won't take this step. After all, it won't benefit me."
Guo Nan said smugly, now in control.

"Does Ma Yuanbo know?"

"Do you want me to tell him? Do you want as many people as possible to know?" Guo Nan said sarcastically.

"So only you know? I just need to confirm you'll keep your promise. You and Yang Wenbo…
"

"You don't need to try to trick me. I've made many backups, stored on flash drives and burned onto CDs.
Maybe some people know, maybe no one knows. If you want to gamble and see if you can silence me, feel free."

Watching Le Ying exit the elevator, Guo Nan returned to the company, satisfied. Ma Yuanbo was waiting for him.

"What's wrong? What's gotten into you today? Did you get it sorted out?"

"Nothing much. I just taught that arrogant woman a lesson. She overstepped her
bounds , trying to see the report first, and we had a huge argument."

"Just for that?"

"Ma'er, you don't plan to rely on Zhixin for your entire life, do you? You said you started your own business, so
this kind of decision was inevitable. To make a name for yourself in this industry, you have to maintain professional standards.
What did was clearly a violation of industry rules. Is this your company or hers? If you want your career to reach the next level,
you have to overcome this hurdle! If you really think this is all you're going to do, honestly, I'd rather go back to my old
job !"

"But what about Yang Jianguo..."

"There's really no need to worry about this. Just explain it to Yang Jianguo. If Yang Jianguo ca
n't even keep his personal and professional life separate, do you think he could have built such a big business? Without a plausible
reason , Yang Jianguo probably won't pay any attention to her."

"Do you have some leverage over Le Ying?"

"I guess so, but half of it is just to bluff her. Do you want to know?"

"No, what I'm worried about now is whether this will affect the contract. Now that things have come to this, if you
have any leverage, you'd better be careful. We can't let Le Ying turn the tables on us."

"I know, she's not someone to mess with. Do you think we're just sitting here doing nothing?"...

Downstairs, Le Ying sat in her car, her face ashen, and took out her phone.

"Hello? When are you coming back?... I have something to tell you, you're in trouble... No,
I came to see Guo Nan today. That guy's attitude is very strange. He knows about us... Yes, yes,
it was that day upstairs at Roland. He said he saw everything, and there are photos and videos... No, I'm afraid he
'll tell Yang Wenbo about it. That's how he threatened me... Um... Um... Okay, I'll wait for you then
... Um."

After watching Le Ying's car leave from upstairs, Ma Yuanbo and Guo Nan were both a little uneasy.

Despite Guo Nan's firm and unyielding words earlier, it would be a lie to say he didn't regret it now. If it weren't for
the Luo Lan incident, honestly, he would never have deliberately interfered. Letting personal emotions affect
business was incredibly unprofessional. But the thought of Lin Zhengnan and Luo Lan's illicit affair, and Lin Zhengnan wanting him
to help Lin Zhengnan develop his business, was unthinkable. If he let him get what he wanted smoothly, he
'd be a different man!

His only regret was towards Ma Yuanbo.

Ma Yuanbo was also regretting it now. If he had known things would turn out this way, he would never have pushed
everything onto Guo Nan. However, he was also dissatisfied with Le Ying's arrogance. After all, this was his company,
yet Le Ying acted like a subordinate, issuing orders as if it were her right.

He could tolerate it, but that didn't mean he enjoyed it; he wouldn't choose such a direct
way to confront Le Ying. But now that the die was cast, Guo Nan hadn't done anything wrong, and he had no desire to say
anything more to Guo Nan.

In the end, neither of them spoke again, and they each went back to their offices to hide.

Guo Nan sat back in his office, unable to concentrate on his work, his mind preoccupied with whether Le Ying would retaliate against him. After all,
he had only been bluffing; he had neither photos nor videos, and it was hard to say whether he could scare
a . Moreover, this was no longer a conflict caused by Lin Zhengnan;
after he exposed Le Ying's affair, it had now become a personal feud between Le Ying and him.

He had been too impulsive, too inappropriate. It seemed that leaving his civil service career had made him
dull; if it were before, he would have chosen a more crucial moment to reveal this trump card.

Damn it, it was all because of that South Korean neighbor. Since things were already like this, he might as well
go all the way and completely ruin his scheme.

His gaze fell on Lin Zhengnan's evaluation report again…

Around 5 o'clock, Guo Nan suddenly received a call from Wen Lei.

Since that pregnancy farce that woman staged, Guo Nan had deleted her number, and the two
had . He had no feelings for Wen Lei, only treating her as a sexual partner. Besides, this woman
had actually pulled this stunt on him; he didn't want anything to do with her anymore, and he thought Wen Lei wouldn't have the
face to contact him again.

But this woman still contacted him, and Guo Nan was already in a state of turmoil. He didn't want to answer her call, but
he did anyway.

Wen Lei said she had something to say to him, and was downstairs at his office. Guo Nan was stunned. How did this woman
know where he worked? He had never revealed any personal information to her. How did she find him here
? He quickly ran to the corridor window and looked down, and sure enough, he could see her.

Guo Nan made it clear on the phone that he didn't want to see her, but Wen Lei pleaded that she only needed to say a few words. Guo Nan said
she would say it over the phone, and Wen Lei said if he didn't come down, she would go talk to his wife. In the end, Guo Nan went downstairs.

Ma Yuanbo had just driven his car up from the underground parking lot when he saw Guo Nan and
a stylish young woman he didn't recognize talking downstairs. The woman looked pleading, almost crying,
but Guo Nan seemed impatient. Intrigued, Ma Yuanbo
pulled over to observe. Guo Nan seemed to notice him, interrupting the woman, and the two
got his car.

"Heh heh, interesting… their relationship seems unusual." "Roland is so beautiful, and Guo Nan
is having an affair with another woman.

" Although separated by two windows, he could vaguely see their actions inside the car. The woman seemed to be trying to get close to
Guo Nan, but he pushed her away. Then the woman tried to wrap her arms around his neck, and their movements became more intense.
Guo Nan's hair seemed to be pulled, and then, as if the car was having sex, it started moving. Finally, Guo Nan
got out first, his hair a mess, his clothes disheveled, angrily cursing the woman for being crazy.

The woman slammed the car door and left crying, kicking Guo Nan's car hard as she went.

Guo Nan stood there awkwardly watching the woman walk away. After tidying himself up, he went to Ma Yuanbo's car. Ma
Yuanbo rolled down the window with a wicked grin.

"Um...you saw everything?"

"Oh yeah." Ma Yuanbo grinned lewdly.

"I can explain, but you wouldn't believe me, would you?"

"How long have you been with her?"

"Just a one-night stand, that's all. I don't even know what she does for a living."

"But she knows what you do for a living?" Ma Yuanbo was taken aback.

"I really don't know how she found this place."

"Did you use your real name or a fake name?"

"Real name..."

"That's easy! Maybe she has relatives or friends working at the police station? Is she trying to force you
to divorce her?"

"No... we broke up a long time ago, I didn't expect her to still bother me."

"Did you make things clear with her this time?"

"I think I did..."

"You handle this yourself. I don't want her showing up in your office one day." ...

******************************** (Separator)

Shanghai, a rainy night.

Yang Wenbo stared dumbfounded at the man in front of him in his hotel room.

This man with a scar near his eye was Zhou Xiaosong, an old acquaintance of his,
the factory manager . He was a ruthless, high-ranking figure in the underworld, rich and powerful, and had more than one life on his hands. He specialized
in receiving and selling stolen goods. It was said that a tomb raider from Guangxi once tried to cheat him with a batch of fake antiques, but the man
disappeared without a trace for several years, and the police wouldn't even file a case. But rumors circulated that
he had definitely killed the person and buried them somewhere, perhaps even throwing them into a sulfuric acid vat to dissolve them.

Yang Wenbo's tongue was dry; he wondered if he would be the one thrown into the sulfuric acid vat now.
A single sentence from the other party had struck him like a thunderbolt.

The painting was fake?!

He was completely bewildered. What was going on?! The other party couldn't have switched it, because the painting had
never left the room, never left his sight. He recognized the appraiser the other party had brought—
a man in his seventies, the former deputy director of an art museum, who had never done anything like this before.

Could it be that something had gone wrong with Guo Nan… this kid had tricked him?

"Song… Brother Song, this… are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Little Yang, we've had a long-standing relationship, we've always had a pleasant working relationship, why are you pulling this stunt on me today?"
Zhou Xiaosong's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he gently placed his pistol on the coffee table. His two bodyguards behind him each held a real
pistol ; they looked ready to kill him at any moment.

"Brother Song, I absolutely wouldn't dare play any tricks on you with this. You said it yourself, we've been friends for a long time.
Would I do something so stupid? Am I tired of living?" Although the air conditioning was on in the room, Yang Wenbo's back was
soaked with cold sweat. The guy opposite him was ruthless; one wrong word and he'd be dead.

"So, what happened?"

"I think I was tricked too. I didn't steal the painting myself; someone else stole
it and handed it to me. I suspect something was tampered with."

"Do you trust that person?"

"He's kind of my partner. He's the one who handles the goods I give you before."

"Was it greed? Tell me in detail." Zhou Xiaosong slowly played with
his pistol. Yang Wenbo was as obedient as a child before an adult, hurriedly recounting the whole
story .

"If what you're saying is true, it's quite possible you got scammed. Either the painting was fake to begin with, or
this kid Guo Nan switched it halfway through. I knew it! After all this time working together, if you
're going pull this on me, you're really out of your mind."

"Yes, yes, Brother Song is wise. I genuinely didn't know anything about this."

"But what does it matter to me whether you knew or not? Being scammed only proves your stupidity, and I have no obligation
to tolerate . We do business with integrity. Now that this has happened, my reputation has been damaged..."
"I've suffered a huge loss. My downstream customer has already wired me the deposit, an eight-figure sum. I can't possibly try to
fool them with this fake. If I don't deliver the goods, I'll not only lose money, but I'll also ruin my own business
reputation . How are you going to compensate me for these losses?"

"I...I...Brother Song, I'll go back and find Guo Nan to get to the bottom of this. We've known each other for so long,
can you trust me this once?"

"Yes, of course. I'll give you a chance. Go back and sort this out. Anyway, your only way out is for me
to see the real thing. You have no other options."

"What...what if Guo Nan doesn't have the real thing either?"

"You'd better pray that's not the case. Focus on figuring out how to deal with your partner. Remember,
if you can't handle him, I'll deal with you."...

In the pouring rain, Yang Wenbo sat in his car in the hotel parking lot, his heart pounding like a startled rabbit.

He didn't even know how he left the room or went downstairs. He only knew that he had just
narrowly escaped death. Zhou Xiaosong had genuinely tried to kill him, but he had narrowly escaped.
Despite his usual arrogant demeanor, he wasn't truly fearless; in fact, he was terrified.

His hands trembled, and after several deep breaths, he suddenly choked up, tears welling in his eyes. He
was genuinely frightened and almost burst into tears.

After sobbing for a few minutes, he finally calmed down a bit and remembered he needed to find Guo Nan to get to the bottom of things.

He didn't quite believe Guo Nan would double-cross him; there were only two possibilities. Either Guo Nan had tricked him, or
the painting itself was a fake. But even if Guo Nan had switched the real painting, it was worthless without being sold for money, and he
had no way of disposing of it. Yang Wenbo himself was in this business, and he knew the circle was very small.
If Guo Nan had found another buyer, he would definitely have heard about it.

And after the forgery was exposed, he would definitely go back to settle accounts with him; Guo Nan must know that. Guo Nan was an
exceptionally shrewd man; otherwise, he wouldn't have become his partner. Would he take the opportunity to run away? But even if he could run
, he couldn't hide. Did he really want to abandon his job? His house, his car? And his wife's shop?
Could he really drag his wife away and run off with him?

More importantly, Yang Wenbo didn't think Guo Nan was the kind of person who would double-cross someone. This person was a
professional who valued integrity and had professional qualities. At least he felt that if Guo Nan wanted to cheat him, he would use a more
sophisticated method.

He thought for a moment, then dialed Guo Nan's home phone number. It was answered quickly, and it was
Roland .

"Hello, Roland... Is Guo Nan home?... Oh, is she taking a shower? Okay, I'll call her
mobile phone later... I have something to tell her."

After hanging up, Yang Wenbo felt a little relieved. If they really had run away, there
should . Since they answered the phone, it meant they were still there. That meant they probably had nothing to hide.

The two minutes felt like two hours of agony as he finally dialed Guo Nan's mobile phone.

"Hey, Guo Nan, what's going on?! Are you trying to play tricks on me?"

Guo Nan's voice was surprised, clearly unaware of what had happened.

"What do you mean? What happened to me?!"

"Damn it, the painting is fake! It's a forgery! Are you deliberately trying to scam me?!" "

What?! The painting is fake? How is that possible?!" "

Damn it, they had someone appraise it on the spot! They said it was fake! I almost lost my life! Do you even know who
that person is? I almost didn't make it back! What the hell happened?! Did you steal the wrong one?!"

"Impossible, there was only one, it's impossible to have taken the wrong one! Damn it, could the painting itself be fake?"

"Are you trying to kill me?! You wait for me at home, I'm on my way back from Shanghai right now, I'll come
find you when I get back." After hanging up, Yang Wenbo's mood inexplicably deepened. Did Guo Nan really have nothing to hide?
If that's the case, it'll be terrible. It means the painting itself is fake. If that's the case, how am I supposed to explain it to Zhou Xiaosong?

I need to leave Shanghai as soon as possible because I don't know if Zhou Xiaosong will change his mind.

He drove out of the hotel parking lot, and not far from him, in a black Lexus, Zhou Xiaosong's two
bodyguards were observing him through binoculars while he was on the phone.

"Yes, he's left... Understood." Then the car started... After

driving on the highway for almost five hours, Yang Wenbo finally got off the highway and returned to S City . Although driving all night was tiring, the tension and fear made it impossible for him to fall asleep. It was almost two in the morning, and the sweltering night still had many people wandering the streets. 　　Yang Wenbo drove to the entrance of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, and just around the corner was Guo Nan's residential area. Across the street was a large food stall night market, brightly lit and still quite lively with many people. Just then, a driver got out of , freeing up a parking space. He parked his car, and for some reason, he felt like he had seen the driver somewhere before, but he couldn't see his face clearly. 　　The security at upscale residential complexes is often haphazard; while outside vehicles aren't allowed in, people can still get in , even late at night. 　　Downstairs at Guo Nan's building, Yang Wenbo spotted Guo Nan's Lexus ES350 in the garage— a new model this year. Seeing the car meant Guo Nan was still there. It was already past 2 AM, and the building entrance had a keypad lock, preventing him from going up. Besides, Roland was probably there; it was best to keep this from her. 　　He casually pulled the car door open, and surprisingly, the alarm didn't go off. 　　The car wasn't locked properly? Perfect. Guo Nan needed to explain himself anyway, and now that he'd made such a mess of things, he couldn't let him off easy. He was bound to suffer losses, so he might as well have Guo Nan hold onto the car. If he needed money , he could sell the car to settle the debt, minimizing his losses. 　　Since that was the case, he might as well wait in the car and give Guo Nan a good scare when he came down tomorrow. This would certainly have a preemptive effect. 　　Thinking this, Yang Wenbo immediately got into the driver's seat… 　　　　　*************************************** (Separator) 　　In the morning, when Guo Nan was brushing her teeth, she looked at her haggard appearance in the mirror and was surprised.

He hadn't slept well again last night, his eyes were bloodshot, his tongue had a large ulcer, and
his lips were covered in small bumps—all from internal heat.

In just a few days, he felt like his life had been turned upside down.

Discovering Roland and Lin Zhengnan's affair had already devastated him, but then Lin Zhengnan
had broken ties with Le Ying because of it; Wen Lei had also come to make things worse, and finally, hearing Yang Wenbo's phone
call felt like a bolt from the blue.

The painting was fake?!

How could this be? He had placed unprecedented hopes on this deal.
Under such a huge shock, doubts were inevitable. Had Yang Wenbo played some trick?

But what if he hadn't? Was the painting really fake? It was Lin Zhengnan again!
Everything related to him seemed to ruin him. Was this bastard his nemesis?

If the painting was fake, his dream of an eight-figure sum would truly be a pipe dream. His mortgage, car loan, and even the capital for
Luo Lan 's business were all jeopardized. But the thought of Luo Lan's affair with Lin Zhengnan,
and his own betrayal, filled him with despair. What was the point of working so hard to earn money? Was he just letting her continue to
cheat ?

So many maddening worries came crashing down on him at the same time, leaving Guo Nan feeling
overwhelmed and exhausted.

"Whatever! Whatever happens, happens..."

During breakfast, Luo Lan seemed to casually inquire about Lin Zhengnan, asking if he was helping
him find a job.

Guo Nan immediately understood; it was likely that Le Ying, that wretched woman, was still trying to use Luo Lan to test
him again. He couldn't contain his anger, his brows furrowing. He thought, "Are you hoping he gets what he wants? Looks like you're already
planning for him, planning for your lover right in front of your husband?! What am I to you now
? What am I to you?!" "A fool for you all to laugh at and humiliate!?

What am I working so hard for? Don't I find my life ridiculous?"

At this moment, Guo Nan didn't care about anything anymore. So what if we part ways? So what if I just
give up on life? This is nothing!

"Oh, not really, just some evaluation. Evaluating whether he meets the standards required by Zhixin."

"Is he suitable?" Roland asked casually.

"No." Guo Nan didn't even look up, speaking with absolute certainty.

"No?" Roland's astonishment wasn't feigned.

"He's not suitable, completely unsuitable. To be honest, I really dislike him! As long as I'm here, he
can forget about finding a job in S City!" Guo Nan said lightly, his expression calm, as if it weren't his own
business.

Roland was stunned...

After finishing the meal, Guo Nan didn't say anything, silently changing his clothes. Roland, on the other hand, was on the balcony making a phone
call , looking somewhat anxious. Guo Nan judged that she had tipped off Le Ying, but he no longer cared
; he and Lin Zhengnan were sworn enemies.

As he left, Roland hesitated, perhaps feeling guilty, but ultimately came over and kissed
him. Her fingers gently ran through his hair, teasing and playing with it, but Guo Nan only thought about
what parts of Lin Zhengnan's body those hands were touching, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

When he reached the garage, he was shocked to find someone sitting in the car!

What happened next terrified him even more: Yang Wenbo was sitting in his
car , foaming at the mouth, already dead…

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