【The Mortal World】(Part 3) (Chapters 321-350) Author: Forced by Life

Author: Forced by Life
Word Count: 179456

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"Kid, where are you from? Daring to cause trouble here, have you lost your mind?"

A burly, shirtless, bald young man asked aggressively. "We're here to find someone."

Zhou Menglong glanced at the group, a disdainful smile playing on his lips. He laughed, "Everyone, please don't
misunderstand, we're just ordinary people, how could we dare to cause trouble? We just want to find
someone make way, thank you."

"Uncle, have you come to the wrong place? Do you know where this is? Daring to find someone like this?
If you know what's good for you, leave quickly and don't dirty our hands."

The young man was about twenty years old, but his tone was unusually arrogant. He
glanced contemptuously at Zhou Menglong, who didn't seem particularly burly, not taking this refined man seriously.
Instead, he kept a close eye on Yulong standing next to Zhou Menglong.

"Young man, I think you've misunderstood. We're not here to cause trouble, we're just looking for someone
named Meng Xuezhi."

"There's no such person."

The young man shook his head and sneered, "Satisfied now? Get lost."

"Very satisfied. I'm even more satisfied to see you all kneeling down."

Zhou Menglong suddenly turned serious and sneered, "Young man, watch your tone. Don't be so arrogant. Let me tell you,
I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. When I killed someone, you were still wetting your pants."

As soon as Zhou Menglong said this, the young man's face changed, and he cursed, "Damn it, you're tired of living."

He clenched his fist, ready to punch Zhou Menglong, but just as his fist rose, he heard a cough.
"Xiao Lei, what are you doing? How can you treat our guests like this?"

Upon hearing this from behind, the young man, called Xiao Lei, lowered his raised fist.
He glared fiercely at Zhou Menglong and reluctantly stepped aside. Just then, the crowd parted, and a man in his forties,
wearing . He had a round face, and his
already small eyes were almost squinting from the fat.

"Mr. Zhou, is this a lucky charm?"

the man said with a broad smile, like a smiling Buddha. But to Zhou Menglong, that smile
was fake, a forced smile. Zhou Menglong sized up the man; he didn't recognize him at all.
Strangely, however, the man knew Zhou Menglong, prompting Zhou Menglong to ask, "You know my name?" "

Zhou Menglong, the son-in-law of President Xu of Yingmao Group. Who wouldn't know him?"

the man laughed heartily. Extending his right hand, he said, "Qian Tong is just a nobody who owns a few small
entertainment venues . Compared to you, he's far inferior."

"Sorry, I don't shake hands,"

Zhou Menglong refused. "Mr. Qian, since you know me, it's much easier for us to talk
. I want to see someone."

"Mr. Zhou, I think you should see your old friend,"

Qian Tong said, stepping aside and gesturing for them to come inside. "It's not convenient for us to talk here. Please come inside."

Zhou Menglong didn't stand on ceremony and walked away. Yu Long deliberately gave the arrogant
young man and snorted. The man called Xiao Lei was very indignant, glaring fiercely at Zhou Menglong and Yu Long.
But since Qian Tong hadn't spoken, he could only suppress his anger and didn't dare to make a move against Zhou Menglong.

Qian Tong clapped his hands and said, "That's all. You two continue practicing."

With that, he led his two burly subordinates towards the room with the open door. As soon as Zhou Menglong entered
the room , he saw a mahjong table under the chandelier. Zhou Xiaodong sat at the east end of the table, leaning back,
with a heavily made-up, glamorous woman beside him. Opposite Zhou
Xiaodong Ma Fengyun held a cigarette between her fingers, her obese body almost entirely crammed into
the small chair, making one wonder if the chair could support her large frame
.

Meng Xuezhi sat in the corner, dressed in a white suit and white shoes, his hair slicked back. At first glance,
he was quite handsome. However, his shifty gaze made him look rather sleazy, and a hint of barely perceptible
sorrow flickered between his brows. When Meng Xuezhi saw Zhou Menglong and Yulong enter, he instinctively shrank back
, hiding behind a man of medium build, neither fat nor thin, who appeared very capable.
The man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, his face covered in pockmarks. The man was dressed in a black suit, his waist
bulging, looking every bit the bodyguard. When Meng Xuezhi shrank behind him, the man frowned in disgust, giving
Meng Xuezhi a light push. Meng Xuezhi involuntarily leaned forward,
only managing to stay upright thanks to his grip on the chair armrest. Zhou

Menglong, seeing that Meng Xuezhi was indeed there, felt relieved, knowing the kid couldn't escape. He didn't pay any attention to Zhou Xiaodong, Ma Fengyun, or even Qian Tong and the others who came in later; instead, he became interested in the man sitting next to Meng Xuezhi. Zhou Menglong was no ordinary man; with just a glance, he could tell this man was no ordinary person. Aside from the man's wolf-like fierce gaze, just looking at his scarred hands revealed he had handled a gun. The hands of someone who handled guns daily were vastly different from those who merely pretended to. The man's hands were thick and calloused, the result of . Of course, that wasn't the main point. Another was his murderous aura. This man exuded a dense, palpable killing intent, an aura that wasn't feigned; it emanated from his very bones. Even Zhou Menglong felt this chilling killing intent surge into his body. "Looks like Zhou Xiaodong has found a master," Zhou Menglong thought to himself. Yu Long had already seen Meng Xuezhi. He was seething with hatred, but without dared not act rashly. He could only suppress his anger for the time being, glaring fiercely at Meng Xuezhi hiding in the corner. "Oh, isn't this Manager Zhou? I was wondering who had the audacity to cause trouble here." Zhou Xiaodong had learned his lesson; he wasn't as impulsive as before, but rather like his father, preferring to...

"I like playing dirty tricks." Zhou Xiaodong greeted Zhou Menglong with a forced smile, then patted
the shoulder of the glamorous woman beside him and ordered, "Honey, go get a chair for our Manager Zhou. He
's a guest, how can we let him stand?"

"No need to be polite, I think this chair is fine."

Zhou Menglong didn't stand on ceremony, and seeing an empty chair in front of him, he plopped down. This seat
originally belonged to Qian Tong, who and his group had been playing cards here. They
stopped . Zhou Xiaodong was slightly surprised to see Zhou Menglong, wondering why he was here. But
then he thought, "Perfect timing. This is my territory. Since this kid is so reckless as
to come here, I'll humiliate him properly."

With that thought, he had Qian Tong bring Zhou Menglong in.

Qian Tong was quite displeased to see that Zhou Menglong had taken his seat, but he smiled nonchalantly and said,
"Since Mr. Zhou has taken my seat, I'll just have to find another one."

He then moved to sit opposite Zhou Menglong, called over his subordinate who was playing cards with him, and sat down
. "Manager Zhou, what brings you to the martial arts gym?"

Zhou Xiaodong lit a cigarette, exhaled a large puff of smoke at Zhou Menglong, and said with a forced smile, "I
thought Manager Zhou was busy enjoying the company of Miss Bai, but I didn't expect you to have time to stroll around here."

"Young Master Zhou, what are you saying?
What kind of ? I'm not like some people who like to live off women."

Zhou Menglong deliberately glanced at Meng Xuezhi, who was huddled in the corner, and asked, "Mr. Meng, don't you agree?"

Meng Xuezhi didn't dare say anything at this point; he wished there was a crack in the ground he could disappear into and escape.

Zhou Xiaodong laughed heartily, clapping his hands and saying, "Well said, I like that saying. Manager Zhou,
we became friends after a fight. We had some misunderstandings before, all because of my youthful ignorance
. I hope Manager Zhou won't mind. You seem like a generous person, how about we become friends?"

"No thanks, I don't like making friends,"

Zhou Menglong refused.

"You really don't know what's good for you. Who do you think you are?"

Ma Fengyun, who hadn't spoken until now, curled her thick lips and looked down on Zhou Menglong, saying, "Do you know
where ? You're so arrogant. Don't you even know how much money you have in your pocket before you dare to cause trouble here?"

"Oh, I forgot I have an old friend here."

Zhou Menglong didn't want to talk to Ma Fengyun. Just looking at her bloated body made him feel disgusted. But since
Ma Fengyun provoked him first, Zhou Menglong also said without any politeness, "This fat woman, may I ask your name?"

"Fat woman?"

Ma Fengyun was stunned. She didn't expect anyone to dare to call her that. Zhou Xiaodong and Qian Tong secretly chuckled when they heard
Zhou Menglong call Ma Fengyun a "fat woman." Although Zhou Xiaodong and Ma Fengyun were relatives, they weren't close at all.
He looked down on this aunt, but out of respect for his mother, he had to show her some deference, though not
genuine respect. He already felt ashamed that Ma Fengyun was keeping a spineless gigolo. Hearing Zhou Menglong
call Ma Fengyun a "fat woman," he finally couldn't help but chuckle.

Ma Fengyun, enraged, slammed her hand on the mahjong table. She cursed, "You bastard..."

Before she could finish the curse, Zhou Menglong's face darkened, and he coldly sneered, "Fat woman, do you
believe I'll kill you right now if you dare say another word?"

Ma Fengyun then remembered what happened at the bar that night; this man had single-handedly fought dozens of people
with extreme brutality. Although this was Qian Tong's territory, Ma Fengyun wasn't sure if Qian Tong would help her.
Knowing that Qian Tong was Zhou Shixiong's man, and that her relationship with her brother-in-law Zhou Shixiong wasn't good, she was worried Qian Tong
might not help her. She regretted not bringing more people; it would have been better to bolster their numbers.

Ma Fengyun hadn't expected Zhou Xiaodong to help her at all. Although they were relatives, there were degrees of closeness.
Zhou Xiaodong was just like his father, Zhou Shixiong—he would never do anything that didn't benefit them. Ma Fengyun secretly
glanced at Meng Xuezhi, inwardly sighing. Meng Xuezhi was all show and
no substance; expecting him to fight was a recipe for disaster.

Ma Fengyun swallowed the curses she was about to utter and glared fiercely at Zhou Menglong. " Do you
think I'm easily scared? Why don't you at least find out who I am?"

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and said, "Oh, I forgot to ask this fat lady's name."

He then turned to Zhou Xiaodong and asked, "May I ask if you could tell me?"

"Haha, Manager Zhou, it's normal that you don't know my second aunt. Although she owns a few
hair salons in Beihai City, none of them can compare to the Yingmao Group,"

Zhou Xiaodong laughed. "My second aunt always speaks like that, please don't take offense, Manager Zhou."

"No wonder. No wonder."

Zhou Menglong nodded as if waking from a dream, "No wonder she wanted to spend money to kill me that night, turns out she's
a relative of the Zhou family. That makes sense, the Zhou family has plenty of money, it's normal for them to try to kill me with money. Speaking of that night
, I've forgotten about it. I wonder if this fat woman still plans to cause me trouble. I have a
bad habit, if no one is thinking about me all day long, I feel uncomfortable."

"Mr. Zhou, I think there's a misunderstanding."

Qian Tong interjected, "I heard about what happened that night. That kid called Blackie was asking for it,
daring to mess with you. It's just that he's in jail now, otherwise I would have taught him a lesson."

"Mr. Qian, you're helping me, thank you so much, I just didn't understand why you're helping me?"

Zhou Menglong asked.

"Mr. Zhou, you're joking. I just think this kid is blind and I can't stand him."

Qian Tong chuckled, then turned his gaze to Zhou Xiaodong, implying, "You decide what to do.
I can't say anything more about this kid. If you make me say anything more, I'll beat him up immediately." Zhou Xiaodong
laughed , picking up where Qian Tong left off, and said, "Manager Zhou, you're a talent, everyone can see that.
That Blackie is blind and didn't recognize your worth, that's why he offended you. Shouldn't he be beaten? These days, the most important thing is to
have good judgment. You can't have eyes but not be able to see the situation clearly. At that point, you probably
won't even know how you died. Manager Zhou, don't you think that makes sense?"

Zhou Xiaodong's words were loaded with meaning, and how could someone as clever as Zhou Menglong not understand? He chuckled and said, "Zhou..."
"Young Master, don't worry, I'm good at judging people."

Zhou Menglong said, sticking out his leg and finally shifting his gaze to Meng Xuezhi, who was huddled in the corner. He curled his lip and said,
"Alright, enough with the small talk. It's time to get down to business. I'm here for no other reason than
to take this kid with me. I think everyone agrees."

"I'm not going with them."

Meng Xuezhi shuddered and ran to Ma Fengyun's side, saying, "If I go with him,
they won't let me off the hook. He's Xuehua's colleague; they're definitely looking for trouble."

"Oh, this bastard is quite clever."

Zhou Menglong chuckled. "I'm starting to like this bastard a bit."

Ma

Fengyun didn't speak to Zhou Menglong, shifting her gaze to Qian Tong and sneering, "Qian Tong, I came
here to play cards. Don't tell me you can't even protect the person I brought."

Qian Tong glanced at Zhou Xiaodong and saw that Zhou Xiaodong's right arm was around the woman in flamboyant clothes. He ignored him.
He then turned to Zhou Menglong and chuckled, "Mr. Zhou, you're a talented person, and a talented person understands the rules best. This place
isn't for just anyone to come and go; after all, I still have to make a living in this underworld. How about I make a suggestion? Look at all these people outside;
I'll let you choose. Fight them, and if you win, I'll give them to you. But if you lose, then
I'm sorry , Mr. Zhou will have to leave. What do you think?"

"Hmm, that's a good idea,"

Zhou Menglong nodded. "However, fighting isn't something a civilized person like me does. I'm the kind of person who
just sits around."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong picked up a white board from the table with his right hand and laughed, "I just want to sit here and
play . Yulong, you go out and play with them. Remember, don't go too far; they're people we can't afford to mess with
."

Yulong had been holding back his anger for a while, and upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, he said in a muffled voice, "Boss, I know."

With that, he turned and walked out. Qian Tong gave him a wink, and a burly man standing next to him followed him
out. "Manager Zhou, you want to play mahjong too?"

Zhou Xiaodong squinted at Zhou Menglong and said, "We play for high stakes here. If you lose
, will we have to ask your wife for money?"

"Hmm, that's a problem. It seems I don't have much money. But it's okay, I've
always had good luck. I don't think I'll lose,"

Zhou Menglong laughed. "Manager Zhou is indeed very confident. Okay, then we'll play a round with you. We've
agreed on two, four, and eight. Manager Zhou, is that alright?"

"It's just two, four, and eight yuan. I didn't think it was anything big. Come on, it seems I only
have , enough for one and a half rounds."

Zhou Menglong said, reaching for his wallet. Just as he put his hand in his pocket, he suddenly laughed and said, "
Oh dear , I forgot. I bought two bottles of cocoa earlier, and now I only have about ninety yuan left. Never mind."

This made the three people sitting there laugh. Zhou Xiaodong laughed and said, "Manager Zhou,
you're really joking. I didn't mean two, four, and eight yuan, but two hundred, four hundred, and eight hundred. That's calculated in rounds
. One round is two hundred, and if it's sixteen rounds, it's three thousand two hundred."

"Oh, I see,"

Zhou Menglong laughed. "I rarely play mahjong, so I don't know anything about it. How about this, we'll just
play for a bit. If I lose, I'll give you an IOU. You see, I won't run away. You can use the IOU to ask me
for the money back ."

"That works too. Manager Zhou isn't exactly broke."

Zhou Xiaodong gave Qian Tong a wink, and Qian Tong understood, quickly laughing, "Yes, I think we should do it this way
. It's not easy for us all to play mahjong together. Come on, let's play a round."

"Let's play like this then."

Zhou Menglong clumsily went to shuffle the tiles, but then heard Ma Fengyun sneer, "It's automatic; no need
to shuffle by hand ."

"Cough, how was I supposed to know there was such a thing?"

Zhou Menglong frowned as he spoke
,

muttering to himself, "What if someone tampered with it? I can't even see how the tiles are shuffled." Zhou Xiaodong and Qian Tong exchanged glances, thinking to themselves, "This kid's not stupid; he knows
something's fishy here. You're doomed this time."

After the mahjong machine shuffled a round of tiles, Zhou Xiaodong became the dealer and took the first set of tiles. Zhou Menglong ran his hand
over , picked up his four tiles, and placed them in front of him. He accidentally knocked over all four tiles,
quickly putting them back in place, complaining, "Oops, my tiles are overturned! How could I be so careless?"

His four tiles were all seen by the other three players, who were all experienced
and could .

"Red Dragon."

Zhou Xiaodong discarded a Red Dragon first. Zhou Menglong looked down at his own hand and muttered,
"Strange, how come I have three Red Dragons? Strange, strange."

He was about to draw a card when he stopped and snatched the Red Dragon from Zhou Xiaodong's
hand , saying repeatedly, "I forgot, I can make a Kong."

Zhou Xiaodong was furious and cursed inwardly, "Does this kid even know how to play? He even takes so long to make a Kong."

Zhou Menglong drew a card from behind, hesitated for a while, and muttered, "Oh dear, how come I
still have three? Let's make another Kong."

He laid down three cards, drew another, and laid it down again. Several rounds of concealed Kongs followed, leaving
Zhou Xiaodong and the others dumbfounded. They all wondered if Zhou Menglong was serious or not, how come he only had one card left?

"Wow, I'm so lucky!"

Zhou Menglong said, spreading out the one-wan he had drawn, then revealing the only other one he had left—
another one-wan. "I can't do math, could you guys help me calculate this?"

Zhou Menglong said, revealing all his tiles. They showed a set of concealed kongs, ending with a one-wan.
"Four kongs!"

The three men were stunned. No one had expected Zhou Menglong to be so lucky, drawing four kongs right after the opening.

"How much money can I win?"

Zhou Menglong asked, confused. "It seems I only have one point left, at least 600
yuan."

Seeing that Zhou Menglong didn't seem to understand, Zhou Xiaodong and the other two secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Xiaodong
laughed , "That's right, you won. Let's pay up."

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out the money, but then Zhou Menglong said, "That's not right, I remember now,
my four-of-a-kind is at least forty points, one point is 200, so forty points is eight thousand. Forget everything else, just
give me eight thousand each. After all, this is our first time playing cards, it's not good if we win too much."

"Eight thousand!"

Zhou Xiaodong secretly groaned. This was only the first hand, and Zhou Menglong had already taken eight thousand from him.
Zhou Xiaodong didn't believe Zhou Menglong was really that lucky, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give you eight thousand, put it on my tab."

"Then I won't be polite,"

Zhou Menglong laughed. He looked towards the door and called out loudly to Yulong, "Yulong, you go
easy on him, if that kid keeps going like this, his bones will break."

Before Zhou Menglong finished speaking, a scream came from outside. Zhou Menglong shook his head slightly
and complained, "You little brat, you never listen to me. See? You broke his arm."

"Boss, I didn't know this kid was so weak. He broke his arm in one go."

Yu Long stood in the arena, looking innocent.

Xiao Lei led more than twenty people to surround Yu Long. Xiao Hei's eyes flashed with ferocity as he said viciously, "You
bastard, you're here to cause trouble, aren't you? Today I'll show you that the Black Tiger Gang is not to be trifled with. Brothers, beat him to a pulp!"

Xiao Lei ordered his twenty men to charge at Yu Long. Yu Long stood in the middle of the crowd, grinned, and laughed loudly
, "Come on, you little bastards, I haven't had any fun in ages. Today I'll give you some!"

Yu Long roared, grabbed the fist of the young man closest to him, and twisted it forcefully.
Crack! Crack! The young man's arm was twisted into a pretzel by Yu Long. Another scream rang out. Zhou Menglong
frowned , quite annoyed, and said, "Yulong, you bastard, why did you make them scream like that? It's affecting my card game."

Then, Zhou Menglong said to the burly man standing next to Qian Tong, "Hey buddy, don't just stand there. Close
the door, close it tightly, don't let me hear that ear-piercing sound again."

The man was about to get angry when he heard Qian Tong wave his hand and say, "Go close the door, these kids are making
too much noise."

After the man closed the door, Zhou Menglong's brow relaxed, and he laughed, "That's more like it, it's
so much fun playing cards. Oh dear, I don't know which card to play."

"Be careful, don't think you're always lucky."

Ma Fengyun was still heartbroken about losing eight thousand yuan in one hand. Although she was rich, losing eight thousand yuan in her first hand
before even playing a single card game would hurt anyone.

"I guess I'm just that lucky."

Zhou Menglong pushed aside the cards in front of him and laughed, "A perfect hand! Not much, just twenty points. Everyone, take your money
. I don't know how I can be so lucky, another small profit."

Twenty points is four thousand yuan, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them had lost twelve thousand yuan.
Ma Fengyun and Qian Tong were dumbfounded, and they both had their doubts. Zhou Xiaodong looked at Zhou Menglong coldly and
said in a sinister tone, "Manager Zhou, you should know the rules of the card table. If someone cheats,
their fingers will be chopped off."

"You don't suspect me of cheating, do you?"

Zhou Menglong leaned back in his chair. "You need to catch a thief
red-handed to catch him. How can you accuse me of cheating without any evidence ?"

Zhou Xiaodong was speechless. He retorted, "How could you be so lucky? You
got . Now you've got a perfect hand. I don't believe it's just luck."

"This mahjong table is yours. How could I have the opportunity to cheat? If anyone could cheat, it would be you
. Don't think I don't know the tricks of this mahjong table and try to mess with me. You're still too green."

Zhou Menglong sneered. "Young Master Zhou, if you can't afford to lose, you can stop playing. Don't embarrass yourself here."

"I can't afford to play? What a joke."

Zhou Xiaodong said angrily. "Even if it's a huge bet, I'll still play."

"In that case, let's settle this with one round."

Zhou Menglong sneered. "Your life is my life. Whoever loses dies here."

"I..."

Zhou Xiaodong had just uttered the word "I" when the man behind him stopped him. The man whispered,
"Mr. Zhou, you can't beat him."

"What did you say? I can't beat him?"

Zhou Xiaodong asked in surprise. "His technique is too fast; it's almost impossible to tell he switched cards."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaodong's eyes widened, and he slammed his hand on the table. He roared, "
You, surnamed Zhou, dare to cheat! If I find mahjong tiles on you, you're dead today! Zhui Feng, go search him!"

The man Zhou Xiaodong called Zhui Feng shook his head and said, "Sir, there's no need. He didn't
carry any cards; he switched them at the table. He was too fast; even I couldn't see it. However, I can
sense that he switched cards. Sir, don't gamble; you're no match for him."

Clap, clap! Zhou Menglong clapped his hands. He laughed and said, "Not bad. You could tell I switched the cards. Okay,
I was just joking with you all. I did switch the cards. However, since you all didn't realize I cheated
, you still have to pay back the money you owe me. I see you're all people of status, so of course you won't mind
owing me this little bit. I have something to do today, so you can collect the money another day."

With that, Zhou Menglong stood up, pushed open the door, glanced outside, and said to Qian Tong, "You said that
as long as beat your men, I could take that bastard Meng Xuezhi with me. Now there are twenty-three people lying on the ground, which
exceeds your requirements. I think I can take my men and leave. Yulong, take that bastard Meng Xuezhi away."

Qian Tong opened his mouth, he couldn't believe it was true, all his men had been taken
down by one person. Just as he was surprised, the man who had left earlier strode in and whispered in Qian Tong's ear,
"Boss, that guy's too good. He took down all the brothers."

Qian Tong's face turned grim. He nodded slightly, signaling the man to stand behind him. At this moment, Yu Long
strode into the room, his eyes wide, heading straight for Meng Xuezhi, who was cowering in the corner.

"Wait,"

Zhou Xiaodong suddenly said, "Manager Zhou, I have something I'd like to discuss with you." Zhui Feng

blocked Yu Long's path, expressionless, and stretched out his right hand to stop him. "Young Master Zhou,
are planning to back out?"

Zhou Menglong's face darkened, and he sneered, "Then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Manager Zhou, you've misunderstood. You can take this guy named Meng Xuezhi, but only if that
big guy and my bodyguard, Zhuifeng, have a match. Regardless of the outcome, Meng Xuezhi is
yours . I don't think that's unreasonable."

Zhou Menglong didn't speak. Yulong glanced at Zhuifeng and agreed, "Okay, let's have a match."

"In that case, let's go outside."

Zhou Xiaodong winked at Zhuifeng, meaning to cripple the kid. Zhuifeng nodded slightly
and silently walked out. Meng Xuezhi, however, rolled his eyes, preparing to find a chance to escape.
But Zhou Menglong didn't give Meng Xuezhi that chance. He strode up to
Meng Xuezhi, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him out of the room like a dead dog.

Once outside, Zhou Menglong released him and immediately struck
Meng Xuezhi on the neck, knocking him unconscious. When Ma Fengyun saw Meng Xuezhi knocked unconscious by Zhou Menglong, she wanted to get angry, but she held back. She knew
this wasn't her territory, and Qian Tong and Zhou Xiaodong wouldn't help her. Ma Fengyun
still doted on this pretty boy Meng Xuezhi and couldn't bear to see him being taken away like this. She hid in a corner, secretly made
a phone call, and then returned to the arena.

In the center of the arena, Yulong and Zhuifeng stared at each other. Compared to the opponents Yulong had previously
disregarded Zhuifeng made Yulong more alert. The aura of trained and untrained people
was different; every move they made contained killing intent. From the first moment Yulong saw Zhuifeng, he knew this man
was not to be trifled with. He was very likely to have received special training, just like himself. Yulong, too, had crawled
out of piles of corpses; he had seen all sorts of storms.

His gaze swept from Zhuifeng's feet to his body, searching for weaknesses, but Zhuifeng was completely
unfazed . Zhuifeng remained as steady as a mountain. Despite Yu Long's sharp gaze, Zhui Feng remained calm. Suddenly, Yu Long
roared launched the first attack, his two fists whistling through the air. Zhui Feng was not to be outdone, roaring back and raising his arms to parry. With two thuds
, both men involuntarily trembled. "Good lad, you've definitely been trained. Come on, let's skip the fancy moves today and just use the simplest killing techniques." Yu Long's bloodlust was ignited by this tremor, his killing intent rising. Without any fancy moves he used the simplest fighting techniques, his right fist striking Zhui Feng's ground at a 45-degree angle. Zhui Feng was not to be outdone. A fierce aura appeared on his face as he bent his right arm and used his elbow to strike Yu Long's ground. Both men were extremely fast, and their strength, speed, and even their ferocity were beyond the reach of ordinary people. When they clashed, the air was filled with the sound of wind, and they used both hands and feet, elbows and knees becoming the simplest and most practical attacks. Throwing, hooking, grabbing, slamming, kicking, stomping… these fighting techniques, usually only seen in novels , were dazzling and eye-opening. These were the most brutal and deadly moves, used only by specially trained soldiers . Zhou Menglong frowned slightly, reassessing the strength of this guy named Zhuifeng . It was already quite an achievement to be able to fight Yulong to a standstill. And if they continued fighting like this, the final outcome was uncertain. Zhou Menglong suddenly bent slightly to the right and retreated. Leaning forward, he leaped in front of the two with lightning speed. Just as their hands were about to clasp together, Zhou Menglong extended his two steel arms, separating them. He stood between the two men, slightly turning towards Zhui Feng, and said coldly, "Brother, judging from your skills, you're no ordinary person. We're just here to find someone, not to cause you trouble, so please don't cause us any trouble either. Let 's leave it at that. If you refuse to back down, then I'll have to oblige." Zhui Feng was secretly surprised. He felt a tingling numbness in his right hand. Although Zhou Menglong's attack was somewhat sudden, Zhui Feng shouldn't have been able to react without being parried. Especially with Zhou Menglong's seemingly casual strike, Zhui Feng felt his right hand go numb, realizing that this seemingly calm man was not only extremely fast but also possessed formidable strength. Facing Yu Long, Zhui Feng already felt very strained. Zhui Feng had thought that with his years of hard training , severely injuring this big guy would be a piece of cake, but after exchanging blows, he realized he was wrong. This big guy, despite his size, was surprisingly fast, and the fighting techniques he displayed, similar to his own, made Zhui Feng feel that he had met a formidable opponent. But just when they were wondering if they could even handle this big guy, an even more troublesome opponent appeared. Although Zhui Feng was a bit arrogant, he wasn't stupid. Only a fool would try to fight two against one. If Xiao Hei were here, Zhui Feng might have been able to put up a fight, but after surveying the surrounding people, he realized he was the only one who could somewhat hold his own against these two. Seeing someone offering him a way out, Zhui Feng didn't stand on ceremony, nodding and saying, "Today is just a competition; I have no intention of making trouble for you two." After saying this, he stepped back to Zhou Xiaodong's ear and whispered, "Young Master Zhou, these two are not simple. I suspect they are like me, belonging to a secret unit." Zhou Xiaodong knew Zhui Feng's strength, and seeing Zhui Feng step back, he knew Zhou Menglong wasn't as easy to deal with as he appeared. Although he was very displeased, he still had to maintain appearances. He laughed heartily, "Manager Zhou, I didn't expect you to be such a hidden talent, quite the expert yourself!" "You flatter me," Zhou Menglong said, rubbing his wrist. "I used to work as a laborer on construction sites, so naturally I'm a bit stronger. " "My hand still hurts. Your bodyguard is really something. Ugh, I brought this on myself." Hearing Zhou Menglong's words and seeing his grimacing expression, Zhou Xiaodong thought Zhou Menglong was just a bit stronger . He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, is this kid real or fake?" Zhou Menglong clapped his hands, muttering, "Looks like I need a massage. Ugh, it really hurts." Then, Zhou Menglong called to Yulong, "Yulong, grab that kid and let's go." Yulong grabbed the unconscious Meng Xuezhi by the collar and dragged him behind Zhou Menglong. Ma Fengyun was extremely anxious; she didn't know if the people she had called would arrive. Seeing that Zhou Xiaodong and Qian Tong didn't stop Zhou Menglong, Ma Fengyun rolled her eyes at them and said, "Pah, this is still Black Tiger Gang territory, and you're scared into silence by two kids. Alright, if you want to play cards with me again, don't do it here."

It's very safe where I am; at least no one dares to cause trouble there. "

Second Aunt, stop making sarcastic remarks. Everyone's gone, what's the point of making sarcastic remarks?"

Zhou Xiaodong mocked. "It seems Second Aunt didn't say anything just now, could it be that you're scared?"

"Scared? Would I be scared?"

Ma Fengyun retorted, unconvinced. "You're just like your father, you don't care about me at all.
Let me remind you, I'm your Second Aunt, I'm an elder, you should respect me."

"Alright, I say let's just leave it at that."

Qian Tong saw the two were about to argue and quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "This kid is not simple. If you ask me
, I'll teach him a lesson after the New Year. But for now, we should restrain ourselves. I heard the police are keeping an eye on my
gang. Okay, let's go back and continue playing cards. Playing cards is the most comfortable. Sister Ma, you don't need to feel sorry for that
pretty boy. I can't say anything else, but if Sister Ma wanted to find a pretty boy, there are plenty of them, aren't there?"

Ma Fengyun also lost interest in playing cards, said she had something to do, and hurriedly left. Zhou Xiaodong took out
his cigarette, lit it, and said with a forced smile, "Qian Tong, no wonder
you refused when I asked you to kill this kid last time, and even went to my dad's place. So you knew this kid was capable all along."

Hearing Zhou Xiaodong bring up that incident, Qian Tong grinned and put his arm around Zhou Xiaodong's shoulder, saying, "Young Master Zhou
, it's all in the past, why bring it up? Tonight it's my treat, you can have as much fun as you want at Yidong Nightclub, consider it
an apology."

Zhou Xiaodong smiled, said nothing more
,

and tacitly agreed. Zhou Menglong and Yulong led Meng Xuezhi out of the Xiangyang Martial Arts School. Zhou Menglong opened the trunk and called out, "Put this kid in." Yulong shoved Meng Xuezhi into the car like trash. Zhou Menglong glanced around to make sure
no one was watching before closing the trunk. He and Yulong got into the car. Just as they drove out of the alley,
a minibus happened to be approaching. The Bora and the minibus almost brushed past each other. "Boss,
where are we going?"

Yulong, sitting in the passenger seat with a cigarette between his fingers, rolled down the window and asked Zhou Menglong about their next
plan . "To the suburbs, to take care of this kid."

Zhou Menglong, driving, glanced casually in the rearview mirror and smiled slightly. "Yulong, looks like we have
something to do."

Yulong also noticed the minibus following behind them. He said casually, "Boss, looks like someone
wants to mess with us."

"Alright, since someone wants to die, then we won't be polite."

Zhou Menglong chuckled coldly. "If you don't take the right path to heaven, you'll barge into the gates of hell."

With that, Zhou Menglong stepped on the gas, and the car sped up to 80 km/h, accelerating onto the Northeast Expressway.
The minibus behind, thinking Zhou Menglong was going to escape, gave chase.

The Northeast Expressway is a highway leading to the suburbs. As soon as Zhou Menglong got on, he increased his speed
to 120 km/h and sped off towards the outskirts, with the minibus following closely behind. Zhou Menglong drove along
the expressway for about half an hour. After exiting the expressway, he drove along a mountain road towards Lianlong Mountain. When he
reached a secluded intersection, Zhou Menglong suddenly stopped the car and turned off the engine.

The minibus finally caught up. The door of the minibus opened, and seven or eight men wielding sticks jumped out
, aggressively heading towards the Bora. Zhou Menglong and Yulong got out of the car.
Zhou Menglong rubbed his wrist and casually asked Yulong, "How many do you want?"

"Give them all to me, I'll take them all."

"Don't play alone, I want three. The rest are yours, you have half a minute to finish them off."

Zhou Menglong didn't take these aggressive men seriously at all; his nonchalant manner
made it seem as if the men holding the Nanbang Kingdom were only fit to be beaten.

Yulong agreed and rushed forward. Zhou Menglong, however, stood in front of the car, simply rubbing his wrist. When the three
men with the Nanbang Kingdom raised their weapons, intending to smash them down on Zhou Menglong's head, a
cruel . His body moved suddenly, like lightning, meeting the blow head-on. Thump, thump, thump!
After three muffled sounds, the three men's raised Nanbang Kingdoms didn't fall, and blood flowed from their mouths.
Their teeth, broken by Zhou Menglong, spilled out.

Zhou Menglong gently pushed one of the men in the back, and the man fell to the ground with a thud. The other two also fell to the ground
with thuds , their Nanbangguo (a type of ancient Chinese wine) rolling far away. With lightning speed, Zhou Menglong
struck the three men's jaws repeatedly, shattering them completely.
After defeating them, Zhou Menglong leaned against the car door, glanced at his watch, and chuckled softly, "Twenty-five seconds, Yulong, five seconds to go."

The words had barely left his lips when Yulong roared, grabbed a man's neck with his right hand,
and twisted , and the man's head slumped down. "Damn Yulong, you
're always causing me trouble, you've killed someone again."

Zhou Menglong's smile vanished. Frowning, he turned around, opened the trunk, dragged Meng Xuezhi
out, and threw him on the ground. He clapped his hands and said, "Yulong, I don't want to cause
this trouble. You clean this up, kid. Don't cause me any more trouble. Deal with it yourself. Oh, and by the way, ask who sent these
people . Damn it. More dead bodies."

Zhou Menglong complained repeatedly as he got into his car.

Yulong then killed two more men with heavy blows, leaving only one man alive. Yulong stepped on the man
's chest and yelled at Zhou Menglong, who had already started the car, "Boss, don't worry, I'll handle these aftermath
perfectly."

"You little brat, cough, figure out how to get back yourself. Don't cause me any more trouble, or I'll send you back to
England ."

Zhou Menglong shook his head helplessly and drove his Bora past Yulong.

Yulong glared at the surviving man and roared, "Damn it, tell me who sent you?"

The man was so frightened that he couldn't catch his breath and fainted. Yulong raised his right foot and
kicked , shattering his chest. Bending down to search the people for identification
documents, Yu Long heard a cell phone ring from one of the men. He grabbed the phone and answered it.

"How's it going?"

it was a woman's voice. Yu Long grinned upon hearing this voice and said into the phone:
"Unfortunately, all your men are dead. You'd better watch out; I could take your life anytime soon, you
damned woman. You dare lay a hand on me? You're going to die soon."

As the year drew to a close, Zhao Dongfang held his annual year-end summary meeting, just like every year. At the meeting, Zhao Dongfang
summarized the achievements of Yingmao Group throughout the year. While acknowledging everyone's work achievements, he also
criticized . Zhao Dongfang designated next year as a year of maintenance and adjustment. He would
make major adjustments to certain departments and personnel within Yingmao Group to make it more competitive.

Undoubtedly, Zhao Dongfang was sending a strong message to everyone: Yingmao Group needed
radical reforms to avoid a repeat of this year's embarrassing situation. For some senior executives, Zhao
Dongfang made them feel a sense of crisis; for others, however, it was an opportunity—perhaps a chance
to rise to the top. After the meeting, it was dinner time. The so-called dinner was simply a buffet, where everyone
ate and chatted together, fostering camaraderie.

Zhao Ningshuang sat alone at the table, occasionally texting Zhou Menglong. If it weren't for her status
, she would have left long ago. Zhao Ningshuang now felt increasingly possessed by Zhou Menglong. Although she
had just parted ways with Zhou Menglong this morning, it felt like a long time had passed, and she longed to see him more and more.
Executives from Yingmao Group frequently came to greet Zhao Ningshuang, and she would always respond with a few perfunctory words. Afterwards, she would
lower her head and chat with Zhou Menglong via text message.

"Vice President Zhao, what are you doing?"

Chen Hanlin, holding a wine glass, sat down next to Zhao Ningshuang, a charming smile on his face, and asked with great poise.
"You don't mind me sitting here, do you?"

"It's alright."

Zhao Ningshuang shifted her gaze from her phone screen to Chen Hanlin's face, smiling politely. "I think as
the Executive Vice President of Yingmao Group, you should communicate more with your subordinates."

"Oh, it seems Vice President Zhao is sending me some kind of unwelcoming signal."

Chen Hanlin smiled slightly. "Vice President Zhao, I think what I, as the Executive Vice President, deserve most is your
support . Only with your support can I boldly implement my plans. Although the President fully supports my reform
plan, I really need a more capable executor to help me. My subordinates are not capable of completing the work I
expect , which is why I need Vice President Zhao's assistance."

"If it can help Yingmao Group develop better, of course I will do my best to help. There's no need to worry about that."

Zhao Ningshuang held a small spoon in her right hand, taking a small bite of the dessert in front of her. She gently chewed the phone in her mouth.
"But it's dinner time now, let's talk about work later. Oh, sorry, I have something to do."

Zhao Ningshuang felt her phone vibrate again. She looked down and saw a text message from Zhou Menglong.
It read: "Wife, I miss you." Zhao Ningshuang smiled and quickly replied, "I
'll come if you miss me." Chen Hanlin glanced at the message, remained expressionless, and got up to leave. After sending the message, Zhao Ningshuang realized Chen Hanlin had already left. She felt a little better about Chen Hanlin. He seemed to be a very sensible person. To be fair, Chen Hanlin's manners and speech were impeccable. Among all the men Zhao Ningshuang had met, he was the most outstanding. But for some reason, Zhao Ningshuang always felt that there was something about Chen Hanlin that made her feel uncomfortable. This was from a woman's sixth sense. She couldn't explain it, but she could feel it. Zhao Ningshuang stood up, walked to Zhao Dongfang's side, and whispered in his ear, "Dad, I'm leaving now ." Zhao Dongfang nodded. He noticed his daughter seemed a little distracted and figured it was because Zhou Menglong had returned . Zhao Dongfang was quite pleased with the progress of Zhou Menglong and Zhao Ningshuang's relationship and was looking forward to their wedding after the New Year. After saying goodbye to Zhao Dongfang, Zhao Ningshuang took her handbag and left the lobby, heading straight for the elevator. While waiting for the elevator, Chen Hanlin also came out. "Vice President Zhao, are you leaving?" Chen Hanlin asked. "I have some things to attend to," Zhao Ningshuang replied. "I also have some things to do at home. I wonder if Vice President Zhao could give me a ride home? My car broke down today and is still at the repair shop," Chen Hanlin said. "I don't think it's convenient," Zhao Ningshuang refused without hesitation. "Vice President Qian, you can take a taxi. There are plenty ," Chen Hanlin smiled slightly, showing no reaction to Zhao Ningshuang's refusal. As the elevator doors opened, Chen Hanlin, with gentlemanly manners, invited Zhao Ningshuang into the elevator. Standing inside, Chen Hanlin smiled slightly and said, " It seems Vice President Zhao is preparing for a date. However, I don't think this suit is suitable for a date. I have some knowledge of fashion, and for a young woman with Vice President Zhao's figure and fair skin, a European-style casual trousers, a black turtleneck sweater, and ideally a white trench coat would better showcase her elegant气质 (qi zhi - refined and elegant demeanor)." "Oh, it seems Vice President Qian is truly multi-talented, even understanding fashion. It's just a pity, I only like this suit." Zhao Ningshuang's expression was displeased, and she retorted in a harsh tone, "This is my favorite outfit. I think the most important thing about clothing is that you like it. If you don't even like it yourself, why wear it out?" Actually, what Chen Hanlin said earlier wasn't wrong. Zhao Ningshuang knew that perhaps the outfit Chen Hanlin suggested would suit her better than the suit she was wearing, but this outfit was a gift from Zhou Menglong, and that alone was enough. That's just how women are; once they fall for a man, they become incredibly foolish. Zhao Ningshuang was a woman too ; she didn't want to hear anyone say her clothes were inappropriate. She had thought Chen Hanlin was alright earlier, but that feeling had completely vanished. She snorted and ignored him. Seeing Zhao Ningshuang's reaction, Chen Hanlin knew he'd said the wrong thing. He'd wanted to find a topic to talk about and change Zhao Ningshuang's impression of him, but it had backfired. Chen Hanlin was a man of experience; he knew that if he continued, he would only further displease Zhao Ningshuang. He chuckled and remained silent. The elevator doors opened, and Zhao Ningshuang stepped out first, heading straight for the door. Chen Hanlin didn't follow; instead he walked slowly. His eyes, which seemed to be smiling, remained fixed on Zhao Ningshuang, his gaze moving from her legs to her back as he considered how to attract her attention.

As Zhao Ningshuang reached the door, she saw Zhou Menglong leaning against a pillar, his gaze casually
drifting towards the door. "Zhou Menglong, why are you here so fast?"

Zhao Ningshuang was quite surprised to see Zhou Menglong before her, asking with a joyful tone. "I've been here
for a while , but I didn't dare go up without my wife's permission,"

Zhou Menglong chuckled, greeting Zhao Ningshuang. His sharp, eagle-like eyes swept over Zhao Ningshuang's back,
noticing Chen Hanlin's ambiguous smile, and he slightly pursed his lips. Naturally, he put his right arm around Zhao Ningshuang's slender waist,
asking curiously, "Ningshuang, that guy behind you seems to be someone I saw at your company last time. What does he do
?"

"He's the executive vice president of our company, just hired,"

Zhao Ningshuang replied casually.

"Oh, I see."

Zhou Menglong didn't say anything more. As he led Zhao Ningshuang towards his Bora, he casually glanced at Chen
Hanlin . The moment their eyes met, Chen Hanlin felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily
stopped. "Such a cold gaze. Could this man be the fiancé of Zhao Ningshuang that Boss Zhou mentioned?"

Chen Hanlin involuntarily gasped, vaguely sensing that things were getting complicated.
He was worried that this unsettling man was also getting involved in Yingmao Group's affairs.

"That guy is your group's executive vice president. Cough, be careful he doesn't bankrupt your company."

Zhou Menglong drove his Bora home with Zhao Ningshuang, talking about the
man named Chen Hanlin as he drove. Zhao Ningshuang was in a great mood and chuckled, "Why do you say that? Although I
don't like this person, he's still quite good, at least better than some of those good-for-nothings."

This was clearly directed at Zhou Menglong, who laughed heartily, "Wife, haven't you heard of 'great wisdom appears as foolishness'?
Maybe I'm a financial expert. Well, sometimes you should know that being too
famous . A whole bunch of people will be swarming around you, and I'm not one to particularly enjoy the limelight, so I have to
pretend to be an idiot." *

Pfft!* Zhao Ningshuang was amused by Zhou Menglong. She pursed her beautiful eyes, pouted her pink lips,
and chuckled, "Zhou Menglong, I'm impressed. Your skin is truly unmatched. A financial expert
, huh? You're more like a lying expert."

Seeing Zhao Ningshuang's laughter, Zhou Menglong smiled too. He pulled the car over to the side of the road, placed his right hand on Zhao Ningshuang's
seat , and said to her side, "Wife, no matter what, I'm at least an expert."

"Yeah, you're an expert, a rascal who loves to argue."

"What? I really am an expert! I'm a weapons expert. I know all the weapons and equipment in the world inside and out,
and I maintain good relationships with the militaries and weapons manufacturers of various countries. Besides weapons, I'm skilled
in driving , escape, and even assassination. Back when Britain was making the 007 series, the production company specifically invited
me to be a producer, but unfortunately, I didn't like making movies, so I declined."

Zhao Ningshuang looked at Zhou Menglong's serious expression and couldn't help but laugh again. She nudged
Zhou Menglong in the chest and laughed, "Come on, you're really good at making up stories, making them sound so real. I'm scared of you, you
can talk without batting an eye. I almost believed you." "

What I said is true,"

Zhou Menglong said, sounding rather aggrieved. "Alright, I believe you, my expert. Shall we
start now?"

Zhao Ningshuang said with a smile.

Zhou Menglong then started the car, not heading towards their villa, but in the opposite direction
. Zhao Ningshuang didn't notice at first, but then realized this wasn't the way home. She turned to Zhou Menglong and
asked, "Where are you planning to go?"

"I suddenly changed my mind. I'm going to take you for a walk on the beach,"

Zhou Menglong said mysteriously. "

I'll give you a surprise." "A surprise?"

Zhao Ningshuang was puzzled. She couldn't imagine what kind of surprise Zhou Menglong would give her. In her memory, Zhou Menglong
wasn't a romantic person. Zhao Ningshuang really couldn't understand what Zhou Menglong was up to. Zhou Menglong didn't tell Zhao Ningshuang what surprise he had in store for her
along the way . After
driving to the beach, instead of getting out first, he told her to wait in the car. He wouldn't let her out without his permission.

Zhou Menglong opened the trunk, carrying a cardboard box, and headed towards the beach.
Zhao Ningshuang saw him bustling back and forth on the sand. Because it was night, she couldn't see clearly
what he was doing. Excited and eager, she wondered what he was up to.
After ran to the car, opened the door, and gestured for her to get out, smiling, "Wife, please
get out."

"What's going on? This is weird,"

Zhao Ningshuang muttered as she got out. "Wait!"

Zhou Menglong suddenly called out, placing one hand on Zhao Ningshuang's back and the other on her knees,
then lifting her up in his arms. "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Ningshuang was picked up by Zhou Menglong, her arms naturally wrapping around his neck, her clear,
beautiful eyes gazing at him shyly.

"Close your eyes. Don't peek,"

Zhou Menglong said with a chuckle. "If you peek, I'll spank your bottom."

With that, Zhou Menglong lowered his head and lightly kissed Zhao Ningshuang's delicate, alluringly fragrant skin,
then strode towards the beach. Zhao Ningshuang didn't understand what Zhou Menglong wanted to do. Following his instructions, she closed
her eyes , her beautiful eyelashes fluttering slightly, her heart pounding with excitement, eager to know
what surprise Zhou Menglong would bring her. Her delicate body was held in Zhou Menglong's arms, and her whole heart felt as if it were held in his embrace,
following him towards the beach.

When Zhou Menglong reached the beach, he put Zhao Ningshuang down, again instructing her not to open her eyes.
About a minute later, Zhou Menglong returned to Zhao Ningshuang's side, put his right arm around her waist,
and whispered in her ear, "Wife, you can open your eyes now."

Zhao Ningshuang slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw made her eyes widen. She saw a heart shape made of
candles , illuminating the area. The heart shape, made entirely of candles,
was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

Zhou Menglong smiled and led Zhao Ningshuang to the center of the heart shape. In the candlelight, he held Zhao
Ningshuang's hands and slowly said, "Ningshuang, I'm not good at romance, and I'm even less skilled at expressing my
feelings . I've never found the right opportunity to express my love for you. Perhaps I'm just a born
playboy, perhaps my past life makes me seem more like a rogue. But your appearance has changed my
life. I feel at home, and every day with you is the happiest day of my life. Ningshuang, I want
to tell you, I love you, and I hope to be with you forever, for all eternity, never to be separated." A blush
, unlike anything Zhou Menglong had ever seen, spread across Zhao Ningshuang's face. Holding her hands in his, she looked at
him and shyly asked, "Is this a proposal?" "

Of course."

Zhou Menglong released Zhao Ningshuang's hand, took out the diamond ring he had bought that afternoon from his pocket, opened the box, and took out
the ring. "Ningshuang. This is my gift."

Zhao Ningshuang blushed and lowered her head, extending her right hand and nodding slightly. Zhou Menglong put the diamond ring on Zhao
Ningshuang's left ring finger, which is traditionally a symbol of marriage. Although Zhao Ningshuang understood
this , she didn't object. She and Zhou Menglong had already set a wedding date, so she didn't mind him
wearing the ring on her ring finger.

After putting on the ring, Zhou Menglong wrapped his arms around Zhao Ningshuang's waist and slowly lowered his head. Zhao Ningshuang tilted her head
up slightly, closing her eyes. Their lips met, and they kissed passionately. Tonight was Zhao Ningshuang
's happiest night; she accepted Zhou Menglong's proposal. Even Zhao Ningshuang herself hadn't expected to accept
becoming . That's how love is; when you meet
that , all your previous thoughts change.

With a sweet smile, Zhao Ningshuang pushed open the villa door. She immediately saw Wu Ma sitting on the living room sofa watching
TV Zhao Ningshuang sat beside Wu Ma like a little girl, deliberately waving her left hand in front of Wu Ma.
How could Wu Ma not see the ring? Smiling, she asked, "Miss, did Mr. Zhou give this to you?"

"Yes, Wu Ma, don't you think this ring is pretty?"

Zhao Ningshuang waved it in front of her, her face beaming with
a smile .

"Of course it's pretty! It's the most beautiful piece of jewelry a woman can have,"

Wu Ma laughed. "Where's Mr. Zhou? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Before Wu Ma could finish speaking, Zhou Menglong pushed open the door and walked in. Zhou Menglong was holding a phone,
answering a call. Seeing Wu Ma and Zhao Ningshuang chatting in the living room, he took the phone away from his mouth and chuckled, "Yulong
called to ask me something, I'll go upstairs first."

With that, he headed straight upstairs.

Wu Ma looked at Zhao Ningshuang's face, which was filled with a woman's blissful smile, and said, "Miss, you'll be
someone's wife soon. You should learn more about how to keep a man's heart."

"Keep a man's heart?"

Zhao Ningshuang retorted. "Yes,"

Wu Ma smiled, "I have a secret technique here, waiting to pass it on to
you If you ask me, I'll tell you now, and I guarantee Mr. Zhou will only think of you from now on."

As she spoke, Wu Ma whispered in Zhao Ningshuang's ear. "Wu Ma, I'm not wearing it!"

Zhao Ningshuang shook her head vigorously after hearing this.

She muttered, "How embarrassing!" Zhao Ningshuang suddenly looked at Wu Ma, a mischievous smile on her face, and said, "Wu Ma, did you wear those?"

Hearing Zhao Ningshuang's question, Wu Ma blushed and silently nodded. Zhao Ningshuang grinned mischievously and
said , "Wu Ma, why don't you take out those sexy lingeries and let me see them?"

Even Zhao Ningshuang herself felt embarrassed after saying that.

When Yu Long called Zhou Menglong, he was sitting in his newly bought villa. He had just moved in that afternoon;
it was also in the Nanshan villa district, but far from Zhou Menglong's villa. "Boss, I took care of that old
woman ..."

Yu Long briefly recounted the events to Zhou Menglong, including disposing of the body. Zhou Menglong
knew and wasn't surprised by Yu Long's ruthlessness. He was now a little worried about whether Zhou Xiaodong knew
that Yu Long had killed Zhou Xiaodong's second aunt. "

Yulong

, did you leave any trouble after dealing with that woman?"

Zhou Menglong asked. "This is China, unlike back in Africa where you can kill a few
people and nobody cares. Here, lives are at stake. Leaving even a trace can easily cause unnecessary
trouble ."

"Boss, don't you trust me? I disposed of Meng Xuezhi's bodies and those guys' bodies in the mainland
perfectly. Even if someone finds them, no, the DNA won't be able to identify them. As for that despicable old woman,
I killed her in her house. Nobody found out. I faked it as a gas explosion. I
believe that old woman is already burned to a crisp by now."

"You'd better watch out and don't cause me any more trouble,"

Zhou Menglong cautioned worriedly. "I'm always worried that the police will be watching you. That
would be difficult for . Oh, and I want to remind you, don't go after the police, especially not the policewomen. Damn it, I'm afraid
if you get angry, you'll kill my police friend."

"Could it be the boss's lover?"

Yu Long's hearty laughter came through the phone, making Zhou Menglong frown. He complained into the phone,
"Can't you stop laughing into the phone? It's awful. Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore, I
have things to do."

"Alright, boss, I have some things to take care of these few days. I won't contact you unless it's something. I'll let you know
when "

Zhou Menglong nodded and agreed, "Okay."

He then hung up. Zhou Menglong changed into his pajamas, grabbed a towel, and walked out of the bedroom. He was exhausted after a long day
and felt sticky all over, so he decided to take a shower. But just as he reached the bathroom door, he saw it open
. Zhao Ningshuang, who had already showered, was heading back to her room. The two met at the bathroom door. "It smells so good,"

Zhou Menglong deliberately brought his nose close to Zhao Ningshuang's face and sniffed, grinning.

Zhao Ningshuang didn't argue with Zhou Menglong; instead, she said gently, "You're just being
cheeky ."

After saying that, she turned and walked past Zhou Menglong. Watching Zhao Ningshuang's back, Zhou Menglong scratched his head and
said in confusion, "Could that randomly bought diamond ring really be that useful? If I had known it was this useful, I would have bought
a hundred or two more. If any woman ever gets angry with me, I can just take one out."

Zhou Menglong took his time washing up, staying in the bathroom for over an hour before leisurely
leaving . He wasn't wearing pajamas, just a pair of undergarments, and strolled back to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom and closed the door, he turned around and suddenly saw Zhao Ningshuang, still in her pajamas,
lying on his bed. He saw that half of Zhao Ningshuang's slightly damp hair
was draped over Zhou Menglong's pillow, and the other half was over her shoulder. Zhao Ningshuang was lying on her side on the bed, and the perfect,
alluring curves of her body were visible through her loose pajamas. Her pair of delicate, white feet were exposed, and her toes
were playfully wiggling.

Zhao Ningshuang rested her cheek on her right hand, her eyes fixed on a fashion magazine in front of her,
flipping through it casually. When she saw Zhou Menglong walk in wearing only his undergarments,
she froze . "Oh no, I've got the wrong room!"

Zhou Menglong slapped his forehead and quickly turned to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he saw his
clothes hanging in the corner. Now he was truly bewildered; this was clearly his room, so how did Zhao Ningshuang
end up here?

Zhou Menglong turned back, a towel in his hand, and asked uncertainly, "Wife, have I gotten the wrong room?"

Zhou Menglong was only wearing undergarments, his strong body completely exposed to Zhao Ningshuang's eyes, his
muscular physique exuding masculinity. Zhao Ningshuang's gaze was completely drawn to Zhou Menglong's strong body; girls
are always attracted to strong men, and Zhao Ningshuang was no exception. Zhou Menglong looked so refined; no one would
have guessed that beneath his gentle exterior lay such a powerful physique. The muscular physique that accentuated his masculine strength, the
bronze-hued skin—every detail captivated Zhao Ningshuang's budding heart.
Awakened by Zhou Menglong's voice, Zhao Ningshuang realized she was lying on his bed, gazing at his nearly naked body. Shy as
a young girl Zhao Ningshuang said in a coquettish voice, "Hurry up and get dressed, it looks awful."

She shifted her gaze to her magazine, but secretly stole glances at Zhou Menglong's body,
her heart pounding like a deer's.

"This is my bedroom, it's normal to be naked,"

Zhou Menglong complained, somewhat annoyed. He picked up a shirt, draped it over his shoulders, and got into bed. Zhao
Ningshuang immediately noticed that Zhou Menglong was only wearing a shirt, and it was open, without even being buttoned. She hurriedly sat
up , complaining, "It's awful! I'm going back, I'm ignoring you."

"Wife, why are you leaving? It's rare for you to come to my room, let's chat."

Zhou Menglong said, feigning a lecherous look, and grabbed Zhao Ningshuang, pressing her down onto the bed. Zhao
Ningshuang blushed, and as Zhou Menglong pulled her down, she raised her two jade-like legs, glaring wildly at Zhou Menglong
's chest. She repeatedly cried out, "You're a big pervert! Help! Help!"

Zhao Ningshuang was joking, crying out in a coquettish voice while laughing and
gently . Zhou Menglong knew Zhao Ningshuang was just playing around. Although Zhao Ningshuang's strength
was negligible in his eyes, he couldn't use too much force to avoid hurting her. With
Zhao Ningshuang's nudge, Zhou Menglong was on the edge of the bed.

Zhou Menglong took off his shirt this time, walking barefoot around the bed, and said with a grin, "Hmph.
Don't give me a chance, or I'll spank you. You're being naughty."

Zhao Ningshuang bent over on the bed, her two jade-like legs bent, her feet pointing towards Zhou Menglong, following his
movements . She chuckled, "You wish! I won't let you catch me."

Zhao Ningshuang was wearing loose pajamas. With her legs bent, the pink undergarments between her thighs were exposed
. Zhou Menglong saw it clearly, a patch of pink between her two snow-white thighs. Zhou Menglong
felt a burning desire within him, and his lower body involuntarily reacted, rising high. "Don't let me catch you,"

Zhou Menglong said, reaching out to grab Zhao Ningshuang's wrists. Zhao Ningshuang's two slender and beautiful jade-like legs flailed wildly,
her delicate pink feet dangling in front of Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong didn't dare to force her, afraid of hurting Zhao Ningshuang, so he changed
his position and grabbed again.

This time, Zhou Menglong finally caught Zhao Ningshuang red-handed. He gently pinched her ankles in his hands, then
pressed his entire body against hers. Their bodies were almost touching. Zhao Ningshuang's eyes were glazed,
her chest heaving.

Zhou Menglong lowered his head and kissed her passionately. Zhao Ningshuang's body shifted beneath him, feeling his erection pressing firmly
against her most precious place. It was hot, like being scalded. Zhao Ningshuang instantly felt a
burning sensation in her lower body. She stretched out her arms and tightly gripped Zhou Menglong's back. Their lips
met . Zhou Menglong's large hand slipped inside Zhao Ningshuang's nightgown, moving from the outside of her pink thighs to
the inside. The part he had longed for but dared not touch was now before him. Without
hesitation, Zhou Menglong's hand pressed down on it.

A soft moan escaped Zhao Ningshuang's cherry-like lips as she gripped Zhou Menglong's hand tightly, which was positioned over her most
beautiful area, refusing to let him go any further. Zhou Menglong couldn't go any further; although his large
hand was already pressed against Zhao Ningshuang's undergarments, he didn't go any deeper. Despite Zhao Ningshuang
's resistance, his hand merely rubbed against her undergarments. Even so, Zhao Ningshuang reacted
intensely, her pink undergarments quickly becoming wet.

Just as Zhou Menglong's large hand and Zhao Ningshuang's hands intertwined around her lower body, Zhou Menglong's
lips left Zhao Ningshuang's lips and kissed her delicate neck. Her nightgown, which had slipped down to below her chest, bunched up
beneath her breasts, revealing Zhao Ningshuang's proud, firm breasts to Zhou Menglong. "Wife,
let's get married now."

Zhou Menglong pulled his lips away from Zhao Ningshuang's fair neck, swallowed hard, and stared at her high, firm breasts,
his desire burning fiercely as he asked with difficulty.

Zhao Ningshuang was already in a daze, but a sliver of clarity still allowed her to say with difficulty, "Zhou Menglong, do you
remember what you promised me?"

"Of course I remember, but you seduced me tonight,"

Zhou Menglong said. "I want my man to be a man of his word,"

Zhao Ningshuang said with difficulty. "I once had a dream where my Prince Charming would personally dress me in
a wedding gown , the floor covered in roses, and we would have our wedding amidst a sea of flowers, becoming his wife."

Zhou Menglong swallowed hard, then suddenly jumped off the bed. He rushed into the bathroom,
doused himself with cold water, and returned. As soon as he entered his bedroom, he saw Zhao Ningshuang already
dressed in her pajamas. She glanced at Zhou Menglong and said softly, "I'm tired, I want to go back to sleep."

"Wife, sit down and talk for a while,"

Zhou Menglong said calmly, taking his pajamas, putting them on, sitting down beside her, lighting a cigarette, and saying,
"I want to talk to you."

Zhao Ningshuang exhaled a long breath, hugged her magazine, and sat down next to Zhou Menglong. She looked at his face.
He asked softly, "Are you angry right now?"

"No."

Zhou Menglong smiled, crossed his legs, and stared at Zhao Ningshuang's face, saying, "Because I understand you."

"Understand me?"

Zhao Ningshuang was taken aback, looking at Zhou Menglong with confusion.

"Yes. I understand your personality. You've always longed for a happy marriage, and you hope
to give everything to the man you'll spend your life with on your wedding day. In your heart, you've never believed I'm someone
you can entrust your life to. To put it more bluntly, you've always thought I'm too fickle, making you feel insecure. You
're afraid that once you have a relationship with me, I'll leave you."

"That's not it."

Zhao Ningshuang quickly explained upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words. "I just hope to have my
first time on our wedding day."

Zhou Menglong smiled and said, "Ningshuang. That's perhaps your most endearing quality. You're different from many
girls ; you're still very conservative in your views on sex, always believing that you can only have one man in your life. I
respect that, and I promised you, and I won't change my mind."

He continued... Zhou Menglong chuckled again and said, "But sometimes, I can't control myself. Don't you
know how tempting you are to me? Speaking of which, coming to my bedroom tonight, isn't that
tempting me to commit a crime? Even if something happens, it's your fault; you tempted me to do something wrong."

Zhao Ningshuang laughed. She pouted her pink lips and said, "You're always the one to accuse others first. You were the one who bullied me first,
but in the end, you say I seduced you."

"That's exactly right. So tell me, what were you doing in my bedroom, and lying on my bed?"

Zhou Menglong said seriously. "I...I..."

Zhao Ningshuang choked, her face flushed. She stammered, unwilling to speak. Zhou Menglong chuckled.
Looking at Zhao Ningshuang's flushed face, he said softly, "Are you planning to deepen our relationship? Want to get
used to each other beforehand?"

"No, I'm not talking to you anymore."

Zhao Ningshuang seemed to have her secret exposed by Zhou Menglong, and hurriedly stood up and left Zhou Menglong's bedroom.
Zhou Menglong sighed. Once he calmed down, he understood Zhao Ningshuang's feelings. It must be that Zhao Ningshuang felt
their relationship had progressed to this point, and they were going to get married after the New Year. Marriage would inevitably
involve sex. Zhao Ningshuang was worried about being afraid during their intimate moments, so she wanted
to get used to it with Zhou Menglong beforehand.

However, Zhao Ningshuang was being too naive. How could one control matters between a man and a woman? She wanted
intimacy with Zhou Menglong, yet she didn't want to have sex with him—that was Zhao Ningshuang's conflicted heart. Zhou Menglong also
lacked confidence. He might have been able to control himself with an ordinary girl, but with Zhao Ningshuang, he didn't have
that confidence. For Zhou Menglong, Zhao Ningshuang was an extremely desirable young woman. Every time they were
intimate, Zhou Menglong felt he couldn't suppress his desire. He didn't know why, perhaps because of
his love for Zhao Ningshuang, Zhou Menglong felt like a man, and that there was no lust between them, only
love. Love and lust are inherently difficult to distinguish. Zhou Menglong's transformation of his love for Zhao Ningshuang into
a lustful desire to possess her was utterly ridiculous to him. He wondered when he had become
a complete lecher.

After lying in bed for a while, Zhou Menglong felt his impulses becoming increasingly uncontrollable.
In this state, he gritted his teeth, got up, and went to Wu Ruoshui's room. Since his relationship with Zhao
Ningshuang had become closer, Zhou Menglong sensed that Wu Ruoshui had intentionally or unintentionally distanced herself from him
. Clearly, this beautiful mature woman felt that Zhou Menglong and her mistress were husband and wife, and that she was caught in the middle
, hence her actions. Although Zhou Menglong understood Wu Ruoshui's feelings, he didn't want
her to continue like this. Wu Ruoshui was his woman, and although Zhao Ningshuang was his wife,
Zhou Menglong was unwilling to leave Wu Ruoshui alone in an empty room. Perhaps today was an
opportunity .

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