The Hunter of the Flower City (Complete) - 4

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Enemies Never Meet. With

the man handsome and the woman beautiful, it was impossible for Zhang Ziwen and Tang Shu not to attract attention when they walked together. According to
incomplete statistics was already 90.99%. However, most people were looking at the beautiful Tang Shu, only
glancing at him incidentally.

After checking the records with the on-duty nurse, Zhang Ziwen learned that two injured police officers were on the sixth floor of the inpatient department. Zhang Ziwen and Tang Shu entered
the elevator and were about to press the close button when they heard a voice: "Please wait."

The voice was pleasant and melodious, but to Zhang Ziwen, it evoked a different feeling.

As soon as the pleasant voice faded, a beautiful woman entered. She had short, ear-length hair, delicate eyebrows, watery eyes, a beautiful nose, and soft lips. Her
exquisite features couldn't be described simply as beautiful; she was an absolute beauty, the kind of beauty that would make any man's heart race at first sight
. However, when Zhang Ziwen saw her, his heart didn't race; instead, it seemed to stop. Besides Wu Min,
his nemesis from a past life, who else could make him feel this way? "What a bad day! Running into my nemesis," Zhang Ziwen sighed inwardly.

Wu Min was dressed in a white casual outfit today, her figure curvaceous and incredibly alluring. Combined with her youthful and
beautiful face, she possessed an added charm compared to her usual police uniform. She was undeniably attractive;
even Tang Shu, a fellow beauty, was momentarily captivated.

Wu Min paused slightly as she entered the elevator. She saw the last person she wanted to see: Zhang Ziwen, the thug she considered a scoundrel
. Wu Min felt the same way as Zhang Ziwen—fate had been cruel; why had she run into this annoying guy?

The two sworn enemies exchanged unfriendly glances, sparks flying. Both inwardly snorted coldly
and turned away, ignoring each other.

The elevator doors closed and slowly ascended. Tang Shu sensed something was off between Zhang Ziwen and the beautiful policewoman. She
wanted to greet Wu Min, but seeing Zhang Ziwen turn his face away as if he didn't know her, and Wu Min with the same expression, she
didn't want to interfere. The three in the elevator acted like strangers, the atmosphere subtle and slightly awkward.

In the small space, the faint fragrances of the two beauties mingled, impossible for Zhang Ziwen to ignore, and
they smelled wonderful. He was familiar with Wu Min's perfume—Chanel Coco,
a favorite . Tang Shu's perfume, however, seemed familiar to him—elegant,
serene, and intoxicating, with a touch of mysterious allure. It was Shadow II, a limited edition worldwide. If
Zhang Ziwen knew that one ounce of Tang Shu's perfume cost $300, what would he think?

The sixth floor wasn't high, but the three of them felt the elevator was crawling like a snail, as if it would never go any higher.
Occasionally would stop midway, and anyone wanting to get in would awkwardly retreat upon seeing Zhang Ziwen and Wu Min's unfriendly stares.
Anyone could feel the heavy resentment

emanating from the elevator. Once outside, Wu Min deliberately lagged behind, letting Zhang Ziwen and Tang Shu walk ahead. Seeing Tang Shu clinging tightly to
Zhang Ziwen's arm, she felt uneasy. This girl seemed quite clever, and she was so pretty and innocent-looking.
How come she was always hanging out with that guy? Wu Min felt sorry for Tang Shu, unable to understand how this scoundrel had
managed to seduce such a beautiful young woman. What was so great about him? Wu Min felt very uncomfortable.

Upon entering the ward, Zhang Ziwen found several people seated inside. Besides family members, he also saw Superintendent Chen, whom he had met at the police station that night
, and the man with the crew cut who had arrested him. Superintendent Chen smiled and nodded at Zhang Ziwen as a greeting.
A leader is a leader, so courteous! Zhang Ziwen formed a good impression of Superintendent Chen.

The man with the crew cut was also quite polite, gesturing for Zhang Ziwen to sit down. However, he couldn't sit still. He respectfully placed the gifts
by the bedside and then went to inquire about the police officers he had accidentally injured.

The two officers in bed had recovered considerably after a few days of rest. One officer had broken several ribs but the injury
wasn't serious; the other had his shoulder bone shattered by Zhang Ziwen's baseball bat and would likely need to stay in the hospital for a while.

Although he wasn't at fault, seeing the two officers he had so ruthlessly injured lying in bed, Zhang Ziwen felt
a pang of guilt. He immediately corrected his attitude and apologized to the two officers, his words of apology seemingly
sincere .

The two injured police officers were quite magnanimous and accepted his apology. They admitted they had broken the rules first and were simply outmatched,
so they had no reason to complain about being accidentally injured by Zhang Ziwen. Since he had shown a sincere attitude, not only compensating
them for medical expenses but also coming to their homes to express his apology, they decided to let the matter rest.

Seeing Zhang Ziwen's deep remorse, the two officers offered him words of comfort, saying that the matter
was over and there was no need to carry any mental burden. This made Zhang Ziwen feel that
most police officers in the world were reasonable. Of course, Wu Min, who had been standing behind him the whole time, was an exception. He could feel her cold
gaze fixed on his back

as he walked out of the hospital. Zhang Ziwen felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders and let out a soft sigh of relief.

Tang Shu, holding his arm, asked sweetly, "Brother Wen, that policewoman seems to hate you. Did you offend her before
?"

Zhang Ziwen smiled wryly and said, "Who knows? Anyway, she's never liked you, Brother Wen
. I can't figure her out."

Recalling the hostility in Wu Min's eyes when they left the ward, and her constant nagging about how a weasel might offer
New Year's greetings , he thought, "Wu Min is too vengeful. Women these days are so inexplicable. Is it really necessary?

" "Hehe, Brother Wen, I have a feeling that policewoman will cause you trouble again. You'd better be careful in the future," Tang Shu
said playfully, her tone tinged with schadenfreude.

"What am I afraid of?" Zhang Ziwen said dismissively, "I don't do anything illegal or disorderly. What can she do to me?
After today, I'll completely sever ties with her. Zhonghai is so big, I hope I won't be so unlucky as to run into
her again."

Tang Shu tilted her head and glanced at Zhang Ziwen, a hint of unfathomable light flickering in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing her strange look, Zhang Ziwen chuckled and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"

"Brother Wen is acting strange," Tang Shu said sweetly. "That policewoman is so beautiful, a lot of
people must be eager to see her every day. But you're acting like you're avoiding a plague. Are you that afraid of her? She's a real beauty
!" Tang Shu's tone was slightly mischievous.

"Afraid of her?" Zhang Ziwen scoffed. "Her? Why would I be afraid of her? Your brother Wen is a gentleman who
doesn't argue with women, I won't stoop to her level. Besides..." He paused deliberately.

Tang Shu was intrigued by his incomplete sentence: "What else?"

"Hehe," Zhang Ziwen chuckled mischievously, "Is she pretty? I think compared to our little Shu..."
"That's a world of difference, incomparable. Our little Shu is the real beauty."

This was quite a tease, and Tang Shu protested, "You're so mean, Brother Wen, making fun of me!" Despite
her playful teasing, being praised for her beauty, especially by the person she cared about most, made her
incredibly happy .

Tang Shu clung to his arm, pressing her body closer, her beautiful eyes filled with a thousand tender feelings, as if she
wanted to merge her whole body into his.

Zhang Ziwen enjoyed the feeling of her leaning against him—her charming, soft body, her firm, full breasts, her beautiful face, and
her adorable, dependent demeanor. Zhang Ziwen habitually sniffed, took out a cigarette from his pocket
, lit it, and thought, "What if Tang Shu were two years older? Wouldn't she be..." "Loved by everyone, flowers bloom for him?"
With a puff of smoke,

Zhang Ziwen finally suppressed the youthful restlessness in his lower abdomen. Just as he was about to suggest taking Tang Shu to a place for a drink, his phone rang. It was He Li
calling . Zhang Ziwen first held the phone a little distance from his ear, waiting for He Li to give her her usual coquettish scolding before bringing it
close to his ear

. He Li begged him to be at her shop within an hour, or he'd be in trouble.

Zhang Ziwen hung up and said to Tang Shu with a wry smile, "My sister wants me to go to her place. Something might be
urgent, and I can't take you home."

Tang Shu said sweetly, "If your sister wants you to go, then hurry up. I can go home by myself." Just then ,

a taxi came by, and Tang Shu waved it down, signaling Zhang Ziwen to go first. After he got in, she made
a phone call gesture, her beautiful eyes full of reluctance, her endearing expression almost making
Zhang Ziwen want to take her with him to He Li's place. But He Li's fierce look immediately made him abandon the
idea. Bringing a beautiful woman along without knowing what would happen to him, who knew how He Li would punish him?

Tang Shu watched the taxi drive away, sighed softly, and took out her phone from her bag: "Hello, Uncle Xiong."

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sexy Goddess

Lingerie Shop. There weren't many customers at the moment. When He Li saw Zhang Ziwen come in, her first reaction was to look at
the wall clock. Zhang Ziwen wasn't late, he used... In less than 40 minutes, Zhang Ziwen dared not neglect
his He knew very well that even being a second late would have serious consequences. He had witnessed
He Li's wrath more than once, and he was certain he wouldn't have a good time for a month.

He Li pursed her soft lips, rolled her beautiful eyes at Zhang Ziwen, and looked sullen, probably knowing he couldn't cause trouble
.

Zhang Ziwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew He Li's temper; as long as he got a dirty look from her, he
would a lot of peace and quiet. He had gotten through this ordeal.

Zhang Ziwen obediently sat down on the sofa, and only after He Li handed him the coffee did he cautiously ask
, "Sis, why did you call me over so urgently today?"

"Can't I call you over if there's nothing wrong?" He Li glared at him. "From what you're saying, it's like you wouldn't come if I didn't call you
, is that it?" "

That's a bit serious," Zhang Ziwen quickly said. "I absolutely didn't mean that, sis. You
just called and I'm coming right away. I wouldn't dare delay

you for even a moment." "Hmph, then try delaying me!"

"I wouldn't dare." Zhang Ziwen said cautiously.

"Good that you wouldn't dare. Hmph, you've shown some good attitude today, so I won't bother you.
Change your clothes later, and we're going somewhere tonight."

"Where to?"

"Why ask so many questions?" He Li rolled her eyes at him. "You'll find out when we get there.
There are clothes I bought for you upstairs. Go change now." Zhang

Ziwen didn't dare ask any more questions, only nodding in agreement. He figured it wouldn't be long before He Li couldn't help but tell
him not to bother making a scene

. He followed He Li upstairs to the second floor. The bedroom was still a mess, the woman's
scent
lingering. Several pieces of sexy lingerie, probably unwashed, were thrown on the bedside table. Zhang Ziwen didn't dare look in that direction, but He Li noticed the indecent items on the bedside table. A blush crossed her fair face, and she shoved Zhang Ziwen out fiercely,
slamming the door shut, leaving him standing in the living room.

A few seconds later, the bedroom door opened, and He Li held out a set of clothes. Zhang Ziwen glanced at it; it was a
suit.

"You're not telling me to wear this, are you? Sis, is it even suitable for this weather?" Zhang Ziwen asked with a pained expression. In this heat,
wasn't this torture?

"Just wear it. Why are you asking so many questions?" He Li glared at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "Hurry up
and go inside and change. Is it this much trouble for you to change clothes?" Zhang

Ziwen sighed helplessly. He couldn't very well not wear the suit; he just
couldn't understand what He Li was up to.

Entering the bedroom, Zhang Ziwen glanced at the bedside table; sure enough, He Li had taken the sexy lingerie he'd tossed there earlier
.

After changing into the suit, thankfully the air conditioning was on, so he didn't feel uncomfortable. But going outside like this
would definitely be awkward and uncomfortable, especially since it was quite hot outside.

Stepping out of the bedroom, He Li saw Zhang Ziwen in the suit, a glint of light flashing in her beautiful eyes.
She walked over and looked him up and down, praising, "Not bad, fits well. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to look
so handsome in a suit, little brother. Not bad, not bad. You won't embarrass your older sister tonight."

"Big sister, you only realized I'm handsome today? I've always thought I was pretty good-looking." Zhang Ziwen was a little smug after He Li's praise
.

"You're so vain," He Li rolled her eyes at him. "I said you look handsome in the suit, not that you're handsome as a person.
You're always so unserious, handsome?" "You can't even bring home a girlfriend, aren't you ashamed?"

Zhang Ziwen didn't dare to reply, afraid of endless nagging. He had learned another lesson today:
never be smug in front of He Li. But, over the years, he had learned at least several thousand
, if not tens of thousands, lessons from her, yet he still couldn't escape He Li's lessons.

Seeing that he was obedient, He Li snorted and said, "Wait obediently outside, I'm going in to change."

Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly and agreed. Only He Li would use the word "obediently" to describe him
; in her eyes, he would never grow up.

A long time passed. A woman's changing time cannot be measured in minutes. He Li probably dawdled in the bedroom
for more than an hour. Just when Zhang Ziwen was getting extremely bored, the bedroom door finally opened.

Zhang Ziwen's eyes lit up, somewhat doubting his own. Was this really He Li, the fierce and
shrewish ?

Standing gracefully at the bedroom door, He Li wore long, flowing black hair and a light blue off-the-shoulder evening gown. The
unique accentuated her incredibly alluring figure. As she moved, the slit in the skirt inadvertently revealed
her long, shapely legs clad in stockings—sexy, charming, and seductive. Already beautiful, He Li, with just a little touch of adornment,
radiated dazzling brilliance.

A fragrant breeze wafted through the air as He Li strolled up to Zhang Ziwen, making a graceful turn and showcasing her stunning
figure. Another wave of fragrance followed, causing Zhang Ziwen to involuntarily sniffle.

"Looking good? Look at you, silly," He Li said playfully.

"Beautiful," Zhang Ziwen stammered, unable to find the right words to describe He Li .
She was like a sexy goddess, breathtakingly beautiful.

He Li snorted smugly, "Of course, your older sister is a stunning beauty, after all."
She was extremely confident in her looks and spoke without any modesty.

"Who doesn't know He Da Meimei? She's the most beautiful woman in the new commercial district, famous for it." Zhang Ziwen couldn't help but
tease her.

"You're such a smooth talker." He Li gave him a charmingly glaring look and pouted her soft lips, "What ' most beautiful woman'?
That's so tacky. No wonder you still can't find a girlfriend. Who describes a woman like that?"

After saying that, He Li sat down, leaning against Zhang Ziwen and said in a sweet, fragrant voice, "But you're in luck tonight."
A mischievous smile flashed in He Li's beautiful eyes.

Looking at He Li's face so close to his, Zhang Ziwen saw the expression he feared most. Whenever He Li had
that half-smiling expression, it was never a good sign.

Zhang Ziwen swallowed hard. "What good will it do me?"

He Li's body fragrance wafted into his nose, her long, silk-stockinged legs,
visible , were incredibly alluring

. The fragrance and the sensual temptation made Zhang Ziwen's lower body react, no matter how hard he tried to suppress it.

"Hehe, tonight I'll be your girlfriend, so you can say goodbye to your bachelor life for one night. Isn't that great?"

"Wh-what?" Zhang Ziwen's mouth dropped open, hardly believing his ears. Only one thought crossed his mind:
a trap, this was definitely a trap.

"What's with that expression? It's rare for a beauty like me to be your girlfriend for one night. What? You're not
happy ? I'm the one who's feeling wronged." He Li complained, but secretly she was laughing so hard she was about to burst. Zhang Ziwen's exaggerated
expression was exactly what she expected; this younger brother was adorably silly.

"Sis, are you kidding me? What's all this about?" Zhang Ziwen was a little exasperated, thinking that this
matter was definitely not that simple.

"Hmph, I'm just teasing you because I have nothing better to do. Let me tell you, tonight you're my boyfriend, and you'd better play the part
convincingly. If you slip up and get caught, I won't let you off the hook."

"You mean I have to pretend to be your boyfriend?" Zhang Ziwen sensed He Li's true intentions.

"You're not so stupid after all. Yes, it's pretending, but it has to be convincing, and it has to be a rich young master."
He Li was quite straightforward.

Zhang Ziwen felt there was more to the story and cautiously asked, "What's the catch? Why do I have to
pretend to be a rich young master? Sis, you have to give me some time to prepare, or you won't be able to blame me if you get caught."

"Hmph, if you dare to slip up, you know the consequences if you mess up the act." He Li threatened him fiercely.

Zhang Ziwen nodded hastily, his eyes questioning, waiting for He Li to continue.

He Li glared at him, knowing that if she didn't explain clearly, this kid might cause some trouble. After thinking for a moment, she
explained the whole story.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Woman's Heart

The matter is quite simple; it's basically a strange affair between women, or perhaps He Li's competitive
nature, that caused this trivial matter.

He Li received an invitation a week ago from her university classmate, Yang Qian, saying it was
her birthday and she was throwing a party to let university classmates get together.
Other old classmates living in the city also received invitations.

Although He Li and Yang Qian were in the same class at Jinghua University, their relationship was rather ordinary; in fact, they were somewhat
competitive , not only academically but also romantically.

He Li was a well-known campus beauty, and Yang Qian was also quite attractive, considered one of the four most beautiful women
at Jinghua Being campus beauties, they naturally had many suitors, including one named Liu Zhan
, who seemed to be from a very wealthy family—not only with a powerful background but also quite handsome.

Liu Zhan initially pursued Yang Qian. With her privileged family background, he won her over with minimal effort,
and Yang Qian was delighted, thinking she had snagged a rich husband.

However, Liu Zhan was a typical playboy. After getting tired of Yang Qian, he moved on to his next target. He quickly set his sights on He Li, one of
the four most beautiful the school. He Li, of course, knew about the playboy's affair with Yang Qian and despised
his character, so she naturally gave him the cold shoulder. But people are like that; the more unattainable something is,
the more they want it. Liu Zhan used all sorts of methods to pursue He Li and spread rumors everywhere that he had already won her over
and that no one was allowed to compete with him. Finally, he angered the hot-tempered He Li, who slapped him across the face. Unfortunately
, this slap didn't deter him; instead, it made Liu Zhan even more insane, driving her crazy.

Yang Qian was extremely upset by her boyfriend's infidelity and confronted He Li, accusing her of being greedy for Liu Zhan's money and
stealing his love. He Li was speechless and didn't bother arguing, simply stating that she did
n't care about Liu Zhan's wealth and would only date someone richer than him. Unexpectedly, Yang Qian took it seriously and spread rumors at school that He
Li was a gold digger. This not only damaged He Li's reputation but also her studies. He Li was forced to transfer schools after her
junior year lost contact with Yang Qian.

A few days ago, He Li ran into Yang Qian on the street. Now Liu Zhan's fiancée, Yang Qian boasted to He Li
about being a wealthy man's fiancée. Years later, Yang Qian still remembered her words to He Li, saying that He Li was nothing special, that she
couldn't even snag a rich man, and that she was getting old and would become an old maid if she didn't get married soon
—her words were full of sarcasm.

He Li, of course, couldn't swallow this insult. She boasted that she not only had a very handsome boyfriend, but also a considerable fortune,
far superior to her scoundrel fiancé.

Yang Qian had heard from some classmates when she returned to Zhonghai that He Li had opened some small shop
and Yang Qian didn't believe He Li's lies, so she verbally provoked her, telling her to bring her boyfriend to her birthday party
. The implication was that if He Li didn't bring a wealthy boyfriend, she was lying. Yang Qian had a
plan in mind: she would thoroughly humiliate He Li at the party to get revenge for the love she lost in college.

Knowing He Li's personality, she certainly wouldn't back down in front of Yang Qian, hence the current situation where she asked Zhang Ziwen to pretend to be her
wealthy boyfriend.

After understanding the whole story, Zhang Ziwen found it amusing; this older sister wasn't young anymore, yet she
was acting like still arguing with others.

He Li immediately noticed his expression and suddenly grabbed his ear, scolding, "You
little rascal , are you trying to make fun of your older sister? Humph, if it weren't for you, would I be doing this?"

Zhang Ziwen felt a sharp pain in his ear and felt wronged, muttering, "This has nothing to do with me."

He Li saw his expression and knew he was unconvinced, so she snorted, "You little rascal, you're upset, aren't you? If you were
more ambitious and settled down earlier, your older sister would have been married long ago. With your older sister's qualities, humph, what kind of man
couldn't I find? Why would I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend?"

These words made Zhang Ziwen's heart tighten. His older sister hadn't dated for so many years because of him? She was already 27 years old
. After returning to Zhonghai, he had just been drifting through life, never interfering in his older sister's private life. His older sister was right
; if it weren't for him holding her back, with her beauty, marrying a rich and handsome man wouldn't have been a problem.
It turned out that he had delayed his older sister's marriage. Thinking of this, Zhang Ziwen felt a little gloomy.

Zhang Ziwen's changing expression didn't escape He Li's notice. Her earlier remark was unintentional
and meant nothing by it. Seeing his dejected look, she felt a pang of guilt and gently hugged him, saying softly, "
Silly boy, you're overthinking things again. Don't take what I said to heart. It's just that your standards are too high; you haven't met the right
man. All the men who pursue me are so vulgar. I can't just marry anyone, can I? Don't overthink it, okay?"
He Li finished speaking and pressed her soft lips to Zhang Ziwen's cheek, giving him a sweet kiss.

He Li's comforting words, the kiss, and the gentle embrace made him feel at ease. Her soft, fragrant body
stirred ripples in Zhang Ziwen's heart, but her coaxing tone made him both amused and exasperated.

Zhang Ziwen blushed, "Sister, I'm not a child anymore, what's with all this 'good boy' talk?"

"Not a child anymore, that's good. So when are you going to bring home a pretty little sister for your sister?" He Li found his blushing
face amusing.

"This..." The first thing that came to Zhang Ziwen's mind was Tang Shu's beautiful face. He thought to himself that this little girl was
not bad, but she was still studying and a bit young. Besides, he hadn't achieved anything in his career yet, and even if he wanted to, he
didn't have the ability. It would be a waste for her to be with him .

"Hmph, every time it comes to your personal life, you're speechless and spineless." He Li gave
him a disgruntled look.

Zhang Ziwen smiled awkwardly. He really didn't know anything about this. He had no experience and no goals, so
there was nothing to say.

What angered He Li the most was Zhang Ziwen's attitude. She was too lazy to even argue. Just as she was about to throw a tantrum at him,
the phone rang

outside the shop. A white BMW was parked outside, and a middle-aged man was standing next to the car. When He Li came out,
he handed her the car keys and said that she could just call him when she was done using the car. He would come and pick it
up a taxi and left.

Driving a BMW 7 Series feels great. The interior is elegant and luxurious, the leather seats are very comfortable, and the ride is
light, fast, and smooth.

"Sis, who was that guy just now? Do you know him?"

"What kind of person is he? Just a driver. His boss is alright."

"You know his boss? He lent you his car so readily, you two must be close?" Zhang Ziwen was a little
curious ; he'd never heard He Li mention knowing anyone.

"Just drive your car, why ask so many questions?" He Li, sitting in the passenger seat, rolled her eyes at him, paused for a few seconds, and then
couldn't help but say, "Just an ordinary friend I used to know, but he's a good person. Otherwise,
I wouldn't borrowed his car."

"What does he look like? Is he married?"

"You brat, are you checking my background?" If He Li hadn't been driving, she probably would have already pinched his ear.

"What I mean is, if he's a good person, I wouldn't have needed to impersonate him. There's someone right here."

"That guy is alright, not bad looking, and not married, but I don't feel anything for him," He Li
said glaring at him with a sudden surge of anger. "What? You're unwilling to do something? You don't want to pull
over? I'm not begging you, get lost!"

He Li's sharp tone was unfriendly, and Zhang Ziwen quickly apologized, saying he was just asking casually and didn't
mean anything by it. He said his sister's business was his business, so why wouldn't he be unwilling? After much persuasion, He Li finally calmed down a bit.

Zhang Ziwen, focused on driving, didn't notice that while he was apologizing, a hint of moisture appeared in He Li's beautiful eyes,
as if a crystal-clear light was overflowing.

Chapter Thirty: A Grand Banquet

in the South of Zhonghai City. Huijia District is a place where the wealthy are concentrated. Land prices are exorbitant, and it can be said that every inch of land is
worth its weight in gold. High-end restaurants, high-end bars, top-tier clubs, five-star hotels, high-end business centers, high-end
office buildings , high-end fashion boutiques, high-end fitness and entertainment centers, and so on, are all gathered here. You might
bump into someone on the street who is worth hundreds of millions. Huijia District is a symbol of status.
A dream destination , a paradise for the wealthy, this club is filled with mansions, luxury cars, and beautiful women. If you have enough
money to squander, it will warmly embrace you and welcome you into its elite club—provided you own
hundreds of millions

. Yang Qian's birthday party was held on the third floor of the club, a
social gathering place for successful individuals and the super-rich. The membership fee is $16,000 USD, and it's considered one of the five top clubs in Zhonghai City, alongside the Hongsen Club, Yonghe Club,
Bankers' Club, and Securities Club.

Luxury cars lined the club entrance, including a 2006 limited edition
"Black Phantom." Almost everything in the "Black Phantom" is black—black trim on the wheels,
black black leather, black beechwood trim, a black metal center console, and black leather upholstery.
The steering wheel was wrapped, and most extravagantly, the 453-horsepower V12 engine under the hood was also painted black.
Only 25 were ever produced worldwide, and all had already been pre-ordered. I never expected to see this legendary top-
tier car .

The owner of this car is said to be the founder of this Adiya Club, and this mysterious founder
is rumored to be a very beautiful woman with a rather shrouded background. One version of the story is that this beautiful woman
is related to a Chinese princess from a European royal family; otherwise, how could she own this incomparably noble "Black Phantom"?

The entire third floor was brightly lit, the hall spacious and magnificent, decorated luxuriously yet elegantly. The smooth
marble floor and the ridiculously large crystal chandelier emitted a dazzling light, and soothing music echoed in
the hall .

A row of long purple satin tables adorned with flowers were set with various delicacies for guests to help themselves to. Ladies
in well-fitting cheongsams carried trays of drinks, moving among the guests.

The men present were all dressed in suits, behaving politely and gentlemanly, while the women, in various
evening gowns, were elegant in their manners. The men and women chatted softly or laughed heartily; the more outgoing ones moved about
, displaying their impressive social skills. However, everyone's smiles were somewhat reserved,
somewhat insincere. This was a high-society party, the social game favored by successful people and the wealthy.

The appearance of Zhang Ziwen and He Li attracted considerable attention. Some men's eyes were fixed on He Li,
while some women's eyes sized up Zhang Ziwen.

Zhang Ziwen, in a well-fitting suit, possessed a handsome and dashing appearance, with a lazy, charming smile that gave him
an air of nonchalance. He Li's arm was intimately linked with Zhang Ziwen's, her beautiful face radiant with smiles. She wore a
light blue off-the-shoulder evening gown that accentuated her stunning figure, exuding an elegant and captivating charm. This brother and sister could only be described in four simple
words : a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

At this moment, a rather beautiful woman, dressed quite elegantly, approached. Before she even got close, her voice preceded her arrival
: "He Li, why are you only arriving now? You're the only one missing from our old classmates." Her voice was slightly coquettish, and she glanced at Zhang Ziwen with her
large, alluring eyes.

"Really? There's still plenty of time. I thought I was the first one here."

Hearing He Li's indifferent tone, and noticing the numerous metal ornaments adorning the beautiful woman's ears, neck, wrists, and fingers, Zhang Ziwen
guessed that this woman was probably one of the school beauties from back then, Yang Qian, the leading lady of tonight's banquet.

A hint of annoyance flashed in the woman's eyes; she was clearly extremely dissatisfied with He Li's tone.

Then, several more people arrived, men and women, presumably all of He Li's old classmates. While
not all were successful, they were all impeccably dressed in evening gowns, but compared to Zhang Ziwen and He Li,
they paled in comparison in both appearance and demeanor.

When old classmates meet, a round of pleasantries is inevitable. From their conversation, Zhang Ziwen guessed correctly that the beautiful
woman was indeed Yang Qian. Unable to offer much in return, Zhang Ziwen reached for
two glasses of red wine on the tray held by the woman in the cheongsam, taking one for himself and handing the other to He Li.

This gentlemanly gesture earned He Li's praise; her beautiful eyes, filled with tenderness, made Zhang Ziwen's heart
skip a beat.

He Li's affectionate glance at Zhang Ziwen displeased another person: Liu Zhan,
the playboy who had once madly pursued He Li, and now Yang Qian's fiancé.

Liu Zhan's appearance today certainly lived up to the title of playboy: slicked-back hair, handsome but slightly
frivolous face, a designer suit, a bow tie, and gleaming shoes that reflected his image. On his wrist was a glittering
Rolex watch—undoubtedly a display of wealth but utterly tasteless.

"Beautiful He, who's this beside you? Aren't you going to introduce him?" Liu Zhan asked with a forced smile,
his tone slightly arrogant and quite impolite.

He Li's eyes softened instantly upon hearing this, her gaze turning cold and disdainful as she glared at him
. She couldn't tolerate any disrespect towards Zhang Ziwen and was on the verge of exploding.

Zhang Ziwen knew He Li's temper all too well. He gently put his arm around her slender waist, letting her lean
against him, then smiled at Liu Zhan: "Let me introduce myself. I'm Zhang Ziwen, Lili's boyfriend."

He then raised his other hand, holding a wine glass, as a greeting to Liu Zhan. Zhang Ziwen knew without a doubt that this
bastard was Liu Zhan.

He Li felt a warmth in her heart, pressing herself closer to Zhang Ziwen, one arm encircling his
waist from behind, and giving him a captivating smile.

Yang Qian, watching He Li's blissful expression, was quite displeased and interjected, "Mr. Zhang is He Li's
boyfriend? I heard you're quite a figure, much better than my boyfriend." She noticed that although Zhang Ziwen was dressed
in designer clothes, they paled in comparison to Liu Zhan's suit, not to mention his worn-out
watch. He didn't look like a wealthy man at all, and her tone was sarcastic.

Zhang Ziwen, of course, understood, and smiled slightly, saying, "I wouldn't dare call myself great. I just run a small
business ; I can't compare to your boyfriend."

Yang Qian drawled an "Oh," her eyes slightly contemptuous, "Mr. Zhang, you're too kind. You
don't like someone who runs a small business. Just look at that special watch on your wrist; I know Mr. Zhang is no ordinary person."
Yang Qian was determined to embarrass Zhang Ziwen and, incidentally, humiliate He Li.

Zhang Ziwen cursed inwardly, "Damn, this woman is really something else."

On the surface, he smiled nonchalantly, "Miss Yang has good taste." He raised his wrist slightly and
smiled, "This watch isn't anything special, just a bit old. It's a Swiss Patek Philippe from World War II. A friend
needed some money for business, so it's been given to me as collateral."

Liu Zhan interjected, "I didn't realize it was an antique! May I take a look?"

Zhang Ziwen took the watch off and handed it to him, saying, "I didn't expect this gentleman to be such an expert. Could you take
a look and see if it's genuine?"

He Li, thinking Zhang Ziwen didn't know who Liu Zhan was, quietly introduced him, implying that this young master had a rather cunning
personality and that he should be careful dealing with Liu Zhan.

Liu Zhan examined the watch closely for a long time. The logo on it caught his eye: PP,
an abbreviation for Patek Philippe, a top Swiss watch brand. Judging from its appearance, it must be quite old. A few months ago, Sotheby's in America auctioned...
A Patek Philippe made in 1933 set a record price of $11 million. As a self-made millionaire, Liu Zhan had some common sense about
these top-tier brands, but he was
still a little less knowledgeable about this antique of the same brand, after all, he wasn't a collector's expert.

Chapter Thirty-One: Lying Through His Clothes

Zhang Ziwen chuckled inwardly. Judging from Liu Zhan's expression, he was clearly unsure of the watch's value. This watch had been passed down
for two generations from his grandfather's generation. It was indeed a Patek Philippe mechanical watch made during World War II, with extremely accurate timekeeping, with an error of no more than one second. It
was a top-tier brand, and it was one of the more valuable things his family had left him.

However, even if a collector took a liking to it, its value wouldn't exceed 30,000 RMB, unlike
the hundreds of millions of dollars that Liu Zhan imagined. Those were exquisite, rare pieces that had been handcrafted for over three years
. This Patek Philippe was a mass-produced product from World War II, but given its age and reputation, it wouldn't be a problem to fool this
rich kid .

Zhang Ziwen put on the returned watch and asked with a smile, "How is it, Mr. Liu?
What ? If it weren't so accurate and I wasn't used to wearing it, I'd be embarrassed to show this shabby thing off."

Just as Zhang Ziwen had expected, Liu Zhan wasn't sure about the true value of this antique watch and chuckled awkwardly, "
Maybe I'm just not good-looking enough to see anything special, but this watch looks quite old, so it must be worth a lot."

Yang Qian, standing to the side, curled her lip, "Wearing such an inconspicuous watch, aren't you afraid of lowering your status?" Her tone
was full of sarcasm, and she was quite unconvinced when Liu Zhan said it might be worth a lot.

Zhang Ziwen nodded and chuckled, "That's true, this old watch really makes me look cheap. What can I do? My friend pawned it
to me, I can't just leave it anywhere. Losing it would be a disaster. It's worth a few bucks, after all."

"A few bucks? He Li, really? Didn't you say your boyfriend was amazing? You're so nervous about a few bucks
?" Yang Qian couldn't wait to directly provoke He Li, convinced that Zhang Ziwen was nothing special.

He Li smiled but didn't speak, only watching Zhang Ziwen with her beautiful eyes, waiting to see what he would say. She
started to get nervous, giving him a firm pinch on the waist, signaling him to be careful and not give
himself away.

Zhang Ziwen felt a burning pain in his waist, inwardly crying out in agony, but outwardly he had to maintain a smile.
A little resentful, he pinched He Li's soft waist in return, though he dared not use force. Even so, He Li
was secretly annoyed and increased the pressure.

Seeing the two of them smiling without answering, Yang Qian said unhappily, "What? Really embarrassed? Small amounts are still
money. Let us all help you estimate, so you don't fall for your so-called friends' tricks."

Zhang Ziwen and He Li's hands were constantly making small movements on each other's lower backs. In the end, it was Zhang Ziwen who suffered. Under
the waves of pain, he finally gave in. He Li dared to use force, but he couldn't; he had to maintain
a smile, appearing calm and collected as he dealt with Yang Qian's provocation.

“That’s right, it’s just a small amount, maybe a few hundred thousand. I’m almost embarrassed to say, but it’s a friend’s cherished possession,
so I have to keep it safe for a while.” He almost couldn’t finish the last sentence before He Li’s sharp hand struck him from behind.
Ouch, a burning pain! Zhang Ziwen inwardly groaned.

Yang Qian’s gaze towards Zhang Ziwen grew even more contemptuous. She knew that the Rolex Wanli gold watch on her fiancé’s wrist
was a limited edition from 2005, worth 2.8 million RMB.

Hearing Zhang Ziwen say the watch was only worth a few hundred thousand yuan, she felt smug and said sarcastically to He Li, "He Li,
your boyfriend isn't all that great. You made him sound like someone who'd built a great career, but it seems he's nothing special.
He's so concerned about something worth only a few hundred thousand yuan. If it were me, I wouldn't even care if it was thrown in the water. You say you're
keeping it safe for a friend, but what's so great about that?"

Even the old classmates around Yang Qian thought she was being incredibly disrespectful to He Li. These
classmates knew a little about the past conflict between Yang Qian and He Li, but this was going too far. She had invited He Li;
even if she disliked He Li, she shouldn't have embarrassed her boyfriend.

Liu Zhan, however, stood aside with a sinister smile, watching his fiancée's performance. It seemed he also wanted to
embarrass . He still harbored resentment for not getting her back then, and seeing her intimate with Zhang Ziwen filled him with jealousy. Yang
Qian's mockery suited his purposes perfectly.

Zhang Ziwen was annoyed. He hadn't had much contact with wealthy people, and
most of the rich kids or heiresses portrayed in movies and TV shows were portrayed negatively—sharp-tongued, with a strong sense of social hierarchy, and acting all high and mighty.
But these were just image portrayals, and Zhang Ziwen didn't really believe them. Today, he finally met a real person. The wealthy man's fiancée
in front of him was shallow and spoke with a sharp tongue. He didn't care if she insulted him, but what he couldn't tolerate was that
this woman actually mocked He Li in front of everyone.

Zhang Ziwen smiled disdainfully at Yang Qian: "Miss Yang, you're quite something. Throwing things worth hundreds of thousands into
the water so casually. I could never do that. The older generation always taught me, 'You can do anything, but never be a spendthrift.'
But I'd like to see Miss Yang's extravagance." Zhang Ziwen took off his watch and said to her, "This watch
isn't worth much, around 800,000. I'll give you a discount. You can throw it away for 600,000 euros, and I
'll buy the 200,000-odd euros for a show."

Zhang Ziwen handed the watch to Yang Qian, looking at her with a mocking expression, thinking to himself, "Rich in money, huh? Damn!
I'll swindle you out of your life."

Yang Qian was stunned. He meant hundreds of thousands in euros? This unassuming watch was worth
over That's over 8 million RMB! Is this for real? Yang Qian felt a little panicked and looked to Liu
Zhan for help.

Liu Zhan inwardly cursed Yang Qian for being so shallow. Of all things to say, why bring up throwing money into the water? Wasn't that just asking for
trouble? But as her fiancé, he couldn't just ignore it. So, he chuckled and said to Zhang Ziwen, "
Mr. Zhang , it's such a waste to throw away something so nice. My Qian was just joking. You won't take it seriously, will
you? Mr. Zhang is right, whatever you do, just don't be a spendthrift."

The wealthier a person is, the less likely they are to joke about money. Liu Zhan may be a spoiled rich kid,
but Besides, he wasn't even sure if the watch was worth that much, and he couldn't bring himself to
verify it. Yang Qian was naive; he wouldn't be so shallow as to follow her.

Zhang Ziwen put the watch away, smiled, and said, "So it was a joke? I was wondering how there could be such
a person in the world, throwing money into the water for no reason. Heh, isn't that idiotic?"

Those were some really mean words, a witty jab at Yang Qian. Seeing her blushing and angry expression, Zhang Ziwen
felt a surge of satisfaction.

He Li, standing to the side, gazed at Zhang Ziwen with seemingly affectionate eyes. He, who was usually as meek as a
lamb spouting a string of ridiculous insults. Was this really her silly little brother? He Li
muttered her delicate hand involuntarily stroking the spot on his lower back that she had pinched so hard. The burning pain turned into a gentle caress,
and Zhang Ziwen felt a wave of pleasure wash over him, almost letting out a soft moan.

Liu Zhan secretly resented Zhang Ziwen's sarcasm, but outwardly maintained a nonchalant expression, saying
with a forced smile , "Mr. Zhang, you're quite humorous. People who do great things are different. I wonder in
what business you make your fortune? Perhaps we could collaborate in business and prosper together."

This Liu Zhan seemed to be a cunning old fox, subtly steer the conversation back to Zhang Ziwen, avoiding the earlier
awkwardness and probing his intentions.

Zhang Ziwen had a headache. What business could he possibly come up with? He feigned hesitation, "As for collaboration, well,
that might not be an opportunity. I'm afraid we can't make money together." Zhang Ziwen's mind raced, searching for any potentially lucrative
ventures.

Liu Zhan was greatly displeased by Zhang Ziwen's affected attitude and itched to know more: "Mr. Zhang, in
business having more friends means having more opportunities. Since we are both businessmen, isn't it a bit
disrespectful to the Liu Group to say there's no chance of cooperation?"

"I didn't mean that. It's just that my business isn't quite suitable for you. Hehe, Mr. Liu, you flatter me."
Zhang Ziwen had a better idea of what was going on and was ready to give him a tougher punch.

"Not quite suitable? Mr. Zhang, you're joking. The Liu Group is involved in many industries, and I don't
know of any industry that's unsuitable. Even if it's an emerging industry, as long as it has potential, our group might still be
interested in investing. It's just money, right? Money is not a problem. We can easily come up with a few hundred million."

Liu Zhan's words were quite boastful and had a hint of showing off. The Liu Group lacked many things, but it didn't lack money. It could easily come up with
a few hundred million . It was indeed impressive.

"This business of mine, even with money, isn't guaranteed to work, haha," Zhang Ziwen chuckled. "Mr. Liu,
let's forget about it, haha."

Zhang Ziwen thought to himself, amused. Kid, just you wait and see what my business is all about.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Keeping You in the Woo.

"Even with money, it's not feasible? Mr. Zhang, that's an interesting question. A trade secret? Is it something
you can't say? Something you're reluctant to discuss?"

The more Zhang Ziwen acted this way, the more Liu Zhan wanted to know. If there really was some trade secret,
Zhang Ziwen wouldn't be able to find out anything. Liu Zhan's appetite was completely whetted.

"If you really want to know, is there anything you can't say? Or is there a little bit?"

Zhang Ziwen gestured for Liu Zhan to come closer, his expression somewhat meaningful.

So mysterious? Liu Zhan muttered to himself, his intense curiosity driving him closer to Zhang Ziwen

and the others to listen to their discussion of trade secrets. Although itching to hear, they all kept to themselves,
except for two people who were straining their ears to listen to what the two men were saying: Yang Qian and
He Li, who had long forgotten to pinch Zhang Ziwen's lower back.

Zhang Ziwen leaned closer to Liu Zhan and whispered, "Just listen to this. If you're really interested, come down and talk. If
not, pretend I didn't say anything. But..." Zhang Ziwen paused, then continued, "You'd better keep your mouth shut after you hear this.
The consequences of leaking it will be severe. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Liu Zhan's heart skipped a beat. Judging from Zhang Ziwen's tone, this matter seemed to be something that couldn't be brought to light. What could it be? Smuggling?
Drug trafficking ? Could it be drug trafficking? Was he a major drug lord? A cold sweat broke out on Liu Zhan's back at this thought.

"Mr. Liu, are you still interested in listening?" Zhang Ziwen saw a hint of fear in his eyes and found it amusing.

"This..." Liu Zhan hesitated for a moment, but was unwilling to stop now. He gritted his teeth and said, "
If it's convenient for Mr. Zhang, I can reveal a little bit."

Zhang Ziwen pretended to ponder, "This business is quite profitable, mainly overseas trade. As you know,
some countries have been politically unstable recently, and the demand in overseas markets is huge. Making money by throwing in a few
hundred million and getting a billion or more out isn't a problem, but..." Zhang Ziwen paused deliberately.

Liu Zhan was listening intently. Seeing Zhang Ziwen stop, he became anxious. Throwing in a few hundred
million and turning it into a billion or more—he couldn't help but take it seriously. In business, according to him, this was an extremely lucrative business. But
what kind of business was he talking about? What did political instability have to do with business? Could it be oil? The unstable
situation had caused oil prices to surge, reaching $60 per barrel. According to reliable sources, oil prices would rise further, estimated
to reach $80 per barrel soon. Did Zhang Ziwen have some connection with foreign oil tycoons?

Liu Zhan was itching to get involved. If Zhang Ziwen truly had the ability, he had to partner with him.
Energy was a regulated industry in China; if things didn't work out domestically, he could at least get involved overseas. That would elevate the Liu Group by at least two
levels .

Liu Zhan's attitude immediately became respectful, and he put on a smile: "Mr. Zhang, please feel free to
speak your mind
. Are you worried that our Liu Group doesn't have enough capital? If it's really as you say, this deal can be done for a few hundred million. As long as the project is good, Mr. Zhang doesn't need to worry about insufficient funds."

The opportunity was right in front of him; without expressing his stance, the deal couldn't proceed. Liu Zhan's ability to seize business opportunities
was remarkable. Regardless of whether the deal actually went through, the prospect of several hundred million was undeniably tempting. As for
the truth of the matter, he could investigate later. Even if Zhang Ziwen was lying, with the funds under his control,
there would be no loss. If it was true, he couldn't let this opportunity slip away.

Zhang Ziwen smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, you certainly have guts. Just based on that one sentence, our cooperation is already halfway
done . I currently have several large orders on hand and am short of funds. Since Mr. Liu is interested, then good. Next week,
come with me to Russia first, then on a tour of the Middle East, and finally to a few African countries. Once we've contacted all
the buyers and settled the trade matters, everything will be okay."

Liu Zhan became more and more excited as he listened. Russia and the Middle East are both oil-producing regions, and African countries have
been increasingly cooperating with China in the energy sector in recent years. It seems that Zhang Ziwen wasn't just talking nonsense. Judging from the watch on his wrist, which is worth
over 800,000 euros, he must have some connections.

"Mr. Zhang, then it's settled. We'll discuss it in detail after the reception. Since our first
stop is Russia, our group does have a few projects there. I'll make a call afterward."
"Have them prepare over there."

Liu Zhan was getting impatient; the temptation of getting involved in the energy project was too great, and
he wasn't willing .

"Absolutely not!" Zhang Ziwen quickly stopped him. "This matter must not alarm unrelated people, otherwise we won't be able to cooperate on this
business ." After saying that, Zhang Ziwen looked around and saw that only Yang Qian and He Li were still
present. The other old classmates had already tactfully gone elsewhere. When it seemed that no one was paying attention to their conversation,
Zhang Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, looking as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Liu Zhan was puzzled, not understanding why Zhang Ziwen's reaction was so strange, and asked softly, "Is it related to trade secrets?" Zhang Ziwen nodded and said, "

These orders are of great importance. I have already placed
orders totaling $200 million. If there is any mishap, all the goods I ordered in Russia will be lost, and I won't be able to go to
the countries . To be honest, this is the biggest deal I have ever made in this business. To
complete it all, there is indeed a funding gap. If it weren't for Mr. Liu's interest and
the fact that your Liu Group has sufficient funds, I wouldn't have cooperated with you. However, the profits from these orders are worth the
risk. But I want to tell you one thing: our cooperation is only for this one time. There will be no possibility of cooperation in the future. After
this deal, I am also prepared to stop." As he said this, Zhang Ziwen pulled He Li, who was leaning against him, into his arms,
kissed her beautiful face, and smiled, "After the business is done, Lili and I will settle down in England and live a
stable life." "After Zhang Ziwen finished speaking, he gazed tenderly at He Li in his arms.

He Li had been listening intently to their conversation, but hadn't quite grasped what they were saying. They talked about overseas trade,
orders worth hundreds of millions of dollars, Russia one minute, the Middle East and Africa the next—
she was completely confused. Suddenly, Zhang Ziwen pulled her into his arms and kissed her cheek. Now, with that
affectionate gaze, even though she knew he was acting, her heart still raced, and
her face flushed. His masculine scent made her feel dizzy.

Liu Zhan watched Zhang Ziwen holding He Li in his arms, feeling extremely annoyed, but now wasn't
the time for jealousy.

Zhang Ziwen had just said a bunch of nonsensical things; not only was He Li confused, but Liu Zhan
felt just as overwhelmed, not to mention the pretty Yang Qian, who was probably dreaming of the heavens.

"Uh, Mr. Zhang..." Liu Zhan coughed lightly,
startling . When they separated, their faces were flushed, and it was unclear what they were embarrassed

about. Liu Zhan continued, "Mr. Zhang, there's something I don't understand. What kind of goods did you order for 200 million US dollars?
Since you're using such a large sum of money, how could there be any mishaps? This is a bit puzzling to me. Could you please explain it to me
more ?"

Liu Zhan had talked to Zhang Ziwen for a while, but still didn't understand what kind of business it was. He had originally planned to wait until after
the banquet to discuss it, but now he had no choice but to ask in advance. A $200 million order could easily go down the drain,
so how could he not find out?

Zhang Ziwen first gestured for He Li to take Yang Qian aside, indicating that he and Liu Zhan had confidential matters to discuss.
Although He Li was curious, judging from Zhang Ziwen's expression, she was afraid he wouldn't say anything if she didn't leave. Helpless, He
Li glared at him with her beautiful eyes and secretly pinched his lower back hard. The
pinch was hard enough that Zhang Ziwen gasped several times but couldn't stop the burning pain. And that wasn't all. At the same time, He Li gave him
a sweet kiss, her soft lips pressing against Zhang Ziwen's cheek, and whispered in his ear, "I'll make
you pay when we get back. " Watching He

Li's elegant departing figure, Zhang Ziwen felt a mix of emotions. The tingling sensation in his ears from the hot breath,
the fragrance in his nostrils, the softness against his body, the mental threat, the physical pain, and the burning
desire only Zhang Ziwen could truly understand this complex feeling. It was too complicated.

Chapter Thirty-Three: A Woman Like a Dream.

It took Zhang Ziwen a long time to regain his composure. He still had to deal with Liu Zhan, so he stepped forward, put his arm around Liu Zhan's
shoulder , and said mysteriously, "Mr. Liu, the goods I ordered this time were obtained through many connections in Russia.
Buyers in the Middle East and Africa have already transferred the prepayment to my account. It's really inconvenient
to disclose ; you'll find out later. As for what goods I ordered in Russia, I can tell you." Zhang Ziwen then
glanced cautiously left and right, making Liu Zhan's heart pound before continuing, "I'll say it again: whether you cooperate with me or not, you can't reveal a single word about what happened
today . Otherwise, I'm finished, and you'll be pretty much finished too.
If things go wrong, Russia..." "They won't let us off the hook, and the Israeli MSD won't let this go either.
Don't blame me when disaster strikes."

Hearing this, Liu Zhan sensed something was wrong. This deal was terrifying, involving two of the world's most famous
intelligence agencies. Liu Zhan was frightened and wanted to back out, but it was too late. Zhang Ziwen
had already read out the names of the goods ordered from Russia

: "S-300 air defense missile system, Igla SA-18 surface-to-air missile, Iskander-E guided missile, Hurricane
-220 rocket launcher, AN-94 automatic rifle, AEK-971, AN-94, and AK-74M elite assault rifles,
totaling $500 million in arms. A $200 million deposit is required, with the balance to be paid upon delivery."

Zhang Ziwen added at the end that two Su-27 fighter jets would be ordered once Liu Zhan's funds were available. Fighter jets.

The missiles and conventional weapons Zhang Ziwen read out were all advanced, cutting-edge weapons from Russia today. Except for
conventional light weapons, the missile systems were subject to an arms embargo.

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhan almost fainted on the spot. If Zhang Ziwen hadn't supported him, he probably
would have collapsed to the ground.

Seeing Liu Zhan's ashen face and cold sweat pouring down his forehead, Zhang Ziwen nearly burst out laughing. He thought to himself, "
Damn it, I haven't even gotten two intercontinental ballistic missiles yet. If I added two nuclear warheads, you'd be scared out of your wits!"

Zhang Ziwen had also planned that if these weapons couldn't appease Liu Zhan, he would immediately replace the originally fabricated buyers of Syria and
Iran with the terrorist tycoon LD. But seeing Liu Zhan so terrified, this backup plan
was unnecessary.

His mission of impersonating He Li's boyfriend was successfully completed. As for impersonating a wealthy man, that was even better—a super
arms dealer, his business was huge, vast.

Zhang Ziwen and Liu Zhan's maritime business deal fell through. With a regretful look in Zhang Ziwen's eyes, Liu
Zhan , feigning illness, staggered into a rest room to recover from his fright

. He Li was nowhere to be found; Zhang Ziwen couldn't find her in the crowd, and even Yang Qian couldn't
spot .

Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and the birthday song began to play softly. A trolley carrying a nine-tiered cake
parted the crowd, the candles casting a soft glow.

Yang Qian, the star of the evening, appeared in the banquet hall with captivating charm
. A reserved smile
graced her face as she elegantly greeted and entertained the guests. Undeniably beautiful, she wore a moon-white evening gown that accentuated her graceful figure. Sexy and alluring

He Li stood beside her, smiling sweetly. With her exquisite face, curvaceous figure, and elegant demeanor,
the two beauties complemented each other, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

That's how women are; no matter how much they dislike each other, no matter how much they secretly fight, they still maintain
a certain .

Liu Zhan, who had been so frightened that his legs went weak, seemed to have recovered well. He was currently nestled between two beautiful women,
beaming with pride and envied by everyone. Although Zhang Ziwen knew that He Li wasn't interested in Liu Zhan, seeing this spoiled brat's
smug look still made him a little annoyed.

Zhang Ziwen quietly slipped out of the crowd and strolled to the balcony outside the hall. The balcony was large enough to accommodate a dozen
elegant tables and chairs. There was no one on the balcony; they were probably all inside the hall attending Yang Qian's birthday celebration.

Zhang Ziwen took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. The smoke gradually faded and
dissipated with the gentle night breeze.

Clapping and cheers erupted inside the hall; they were probably blowing out candles. Zhang Ziwen thought of
his own . Both were birthdays, but one was surrounded by flowers and applause, while the other was in a cold and desolate detention center. Such are the twists and turns of life ,
so drastically different, so inexplicable, so
frustrating

Zhang Ziwen, feeling slightly depressed, inhaled the smoke of his cigarette. The pale white smoke swirled in the night sky. A night breeze swept by, carrying
a faint fragrance mixed with the smoke, a subtle aroma, like orchids, like musk, a touch of mystery,
a touch of allure. This strange fragrance seemed familiar. Zhang Ziwen sniffed, searching for this faint,
almost scent

. On the nearby balcony, a woman appeared out of nowhere, a woman of captivating beauty. She leaned against the balcony, her head slightly tilted back, her
beautiful eyes half-closed, as if enjoying the gentle caress of the night breeze. The breeze lifted
the hem of her skirt. My God! Zhang Ziwen's heart trembled, and four words flashed through his mind: peerless beauty.

Zhang Ziwen quietly gazed at her, admiring her captivating charm. Time slipped by
unnoticed burned to its end. The air seemed to stand still; everything was so peaceful and serene. The intoxicating night,
the dreamlike woman

... The woman's delicate body stirred slightly, her beautiful eyes gently opening. She seemed to sense Zhang Ziwen's gaze, turning her head
slightly . Their eyes met briefly, and Zhang Ziwen's heart skipped a beat. It was her?
The elegant woman from the lingerie shop that night—what was she doing here? Zhang Ziwen hadn't expected to meet her here.

The elegant woman seemed to recognize him too, a blush spreading across her fair and beautiful face. Perhaps she was lost in thought?
Maybe she hadn't expected to run into the man who sold her sexy lingerie here either.

The elegant woman nodded to him shyly, a captivating smile appearing on her exquisite face—alluring,
seductive. Zhang Ziwen's heart trembled. Was she greeting him?

Zhang Ziwen smiled slightly, returning her greeting. A glint of light flashed in the elegant woman's beautiful eyes. In their exchange of
glances , he could read a hint of admiration in her eyes. The two remained silent, neither seemingly willing to break the tranquil
, slightly romantic atmosphere.

"You brat, what are you doing hiding here? I've been looking for you everywhere!" He Li's fiery voice rang out.

Zhang Ziwen was startled and looked away, turning to look at He Li, who had approached him. Her eyes, though smiling,
held a mischievous glint. Just seeing that look made Zhang Ziwen's heart tighten.

Sure enough, as soon as He Li got close, she reached out and pinched his ear, saying, "Hmph, I'm
being harassed to death by a bunch of perverts inside, and you've run off to find some peace and quiet here." He Li muttered, "Did you leave your soul here
? You didn't even react when I walked right up to you." Then, her beautiful eyes darted around and caught sight of the elegant woman on the balcony next door.
He Li was slightly taken aback. What a beautiful, elegant woman.

He Li withdrew her gaze, reluctantly releasing Zhang Ziwen's ear, muttering under her breath, "No wonder
you looked so dejected, never seen a beautiful woman before."

Zhang Ziwen smiled wryly. The wisest choice was to not fight back, not talk back, and to submit passively—that was
the best weapon against He Li. Otherwise, this pretty cousin's torment would
be .

Zhang Ziwen secretly glanced at the elegant woman. Her face was now turned back to the front, seemingly enjoying the night
breeze , but the smile on her lips betrayed her; she seemed about to burst out laughing.
She had clearly seen He Li grabbing her ear. Zhang Ziwen felt embarrassed, greatly admiring He Li for being his nemesis,
always appearing at the crucial moment, in the crucial place, striking at her favorite sensitive spot. Today, he had truly
made a fool of himself.

"Go inside." He Li glared at him fiercely. "Still reluctant to leave this place? Are you going to leave
your older sister hanging in there, letting those annoying guys drive you crazy? Have you forgotten who you came with tonight?"

Zhang Ziwen muttered, "Would I dare forget?"

"Hmph, good that you wouldn't. Come on, stop dawdling."

The crystal chandelier in the hall had been turned off, with only a few exquisite wall lamps emitting a dim, soft light.
The music was soft and seductive, and the gentlemen and ladies in the hall were in pairs, embracing each other and immersed in the dance music. No one
was dancing, but they moved their feet lightly to the soothing melody, enjoying the romantic and slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

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