The gift has arrived! Chairman Zhao, this is the assassin you hired!

Sitting opposite her, Zhao Shijiang leaned back in his chair with an air of nonchalance.

He had a cigar in his mouth, making no attempt to hide his victorious demeanor.

"What did I say again?"

Zhao Shijiang exhaled a thick white smoke ring, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Those pretty boys who make a living off their looks are fine to play around with."

When something really happens, they run faster than a rabbit.

"So you, Chen Ya, are treating Quanjude's products like treasures."

Chen Ya's breathing was somewhat rapid as she tried her best to maintain her last shred of dignity.

"Zhao Shijiang, this is my home. Please watch your mouth."

"Zhou Ran was delayed by something, but he'll be back soon."

"soon?"

Zhao Shijiang sneered, his laughter filled with malice and mockery.

"Chen Ya, we've been husband and wife for a day, so I advise you to stop having any illusions."

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and spoke in a chilling tone.

"To tell you the truth, he's destined not to get to eat dinner tonight."

Right now, he's feeding the fish at the bottom of the river.

Chen Ya's heart skipped a beat, and the wine glass in her hand trembled violently.

The scarlet wine spilled on the white tablecloth looked like a pool of glaring blood.

"What...what did you do to him?"

Chen Ya's voice trembled.

"Nothing much, just found a few people and taught him a lesson."

Zhao Tao chimed in from the side, his face beaming with the satisfaction of revenge.

"Mom, don't blame Dad for being heartless."

That kid asked for it. He dared to make a move, but he even dared to target you!

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror to see what kind of person you are!"

"Besides, I'm doing this for your own good."

Those poor bastards only approach you to swindle your money.

Now that he's gone, you can finally give up.

"Shut up!"

Chen Ya slammed her hand on the table, glaring angrily at Zhao Tao.

"I don't have a son like you!"

Zhao Tao's facial muscles twitched violently. He suddenly stood up, pointed at Chen Ya's nose, and roared.

"Chen, Ya!"

Don't you dare push your luck!

"For some random guy, you suspended my credit card, confiscated my car, and now you want to cut ties with me because of him?"

"I'm telling you, you have to sign this today, whether you like it or not!"

Su Xiaoxiao sat next to Zhao Tao, like a frightened little quail, her head down and not daring to speak.

But she was secretly delighted.

Zhou Ran is dead?

Very good!

The man who knew all about her and had seen her at her most vulnerable was finally dead.

Once Zhou Ran dies, no one will know about her past scandals.

She is still the pure and lovely goddess Su, and the young mistress who will marry into the Zhao family in the future.

She secretly glanced at Chen Ya, a cold smile playing on her lips.

So what if you're rich and powerful?

In the end, she was still manipulated by men and couldn't even protect the gigolo she kept.

"Alright, stop arguing."

Zhao Shijiang waved his hand impatiently, gesturing for Zhao Tao to sit down.

He pulled a thick contract out of his briefcase and slammed it down in front of Chen Ya.

"Chen Ya, let's be frank."

"Hongyuan Group is indeed facing some financial difficulties right now. That piece of land in the south of the city is my last chance to turn things around."

"You signed this equity transfer agreement and the land development rights transfer agreement."

"As long as you sign, you will still be in charge of Yazhu Real Estate, and I will give you 30% of the shares."

Let's remarry, and our family will still be the same harmonious and happy family we always were.

Zhao Shijiang flicked his cigarette ash, his tone hardening.

"But if you don't sign..."

"How is it?"

Chen Ya looked at him coldly.

"Then don't blame me for not being sentimental."

A fierce glint appeared in Zhao Shijiang's eyes. He slowly stood up and clapped his hands.

The villa's gate was violently pushed open from the outside.

A dozen or so burly men dressed in black suits and carrying batons rushed in, completely surrounding the restaurant.

Zhao Shijiang sat down again and lit another cigar.

"You forced me into all of this today; Hongyuan Group has no other way out."

"Sign the papers and we'll remarry. Ya-Chu will be merged into Hung Yuan, and you'll still be Mrs. Zhao."

"Or...?"

A fierce glint flashed in Zhao Shijiang's eyes.

"Tonight I will leave you with nothing, a life you'll wish you were never born, a death you'll never escape!"

The true nature of the dagger is revealed when the map is unrolled.

They used both threats and inducements, employing both soft and hard tactics.

Zhao Shijiang has completely abandoned all pretense of civility for this piece of land.

Looking at the contract in front of her, which resembled a contract of servitude, Chen Ya felt a deep sense of sorrow.

Looking at the two men in front of her, Chen Ya felt only unfamiliarity.

When faced with profit, they turned into vicious wolves who would devour her without spitting out the bones, wishing they could tear her apart and suck her marrow.

She suddenly felt very tired.

The exhaustion that seeped into her bones made her even want to give up the fight.

If Zhou Ran really got into trouble...

What's the point of her fighting for all this?

"I won't sign."

Chen Ya's voice was choked with emotion.

"Not signing?"

Zhao Shijiang sneered and took out his phone, waving it around.

"Then I'll have someone send you Zhou Ran's hand as a gift."

Then another leg, until he was shaved into a human stick.

I know you feel sorry for that pretty boy.

The choice is yours.

Chen Ya's pupils suddenly dilated.

The thought of Zhou Ran's young and radiant smile, and his busy figure in the kitchen that morning, caused her heart to ache.

Zhao Shijiang has gone mad; he's capable of anything!

The air inside the restaurant felt incredibly oppressive at that moment.

Just then, a lazy voice with a hint of mockery rang out at the door.

"Chairman Zhao, isn't it a bit premature to speak like this?"

"I haven't even had a chance to eat that delicious meal of soft rice, how could I bear to die?"

Everyone turned their heads sharply, their eyes fixed on the man who had suddenly appeared.

Zhou Ran's Brioni suit was still impeccably tailored, though the cuffs of his trousers were slightly dusty.

"Zhou Ran?!"

As if she were drowning and had grabbed onto a piece of driftwood, Chen Ya could no longer care about being reserved and threw herself into his broad arms like a madwoman.

All the grievances, all the fears, all the feigned strength, all burst forth at this moment.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm back now, aren't I?"

Zhou Ran reached out and gently tidied her slightly messy temples, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Sorry, I took care of some trash on the way, which made me a little late."

"I'm sorry to have worried you, Sister Ya."

This scene of mutual affection, however, was the most glaring mockery in the eyes of the Zhao father and son.

The father and son stared at each other, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Impossible! How could you still be alive?!"

He knew Ghost Hand's strength all too well.

That was a killing god who had torn the wolf king apart on the southwestern battlefield!

How could Zhou Ran have escaped unscathed from the strongest palm strike in the Southwest?

Moreover, judging from his calm and collected demeanor, he didn't seem to have experienced a fierce battle at all.

Did Ghost Hand make a mistake?

Or……

This kid didn't even go to that construction site.

"I'm curious too."

Zhao Shijiang was, after all, a seasoned veteran. Although his heart was in turmoil, he quickly regained his composure.

His face was grim, and his gaze was fixed on Zhou Ran like that of a hawk.

In his view, the only explanation was that Zhou Ran had sensed the danger in advance and found a place to hide.

As for the counter-killing ghost hand?

That's simply a fantasy.

Zhou Ran smiled but offered no explanation.

He took Chen Ya's hand and walked to the dining table as if no one else was around.

He first pulled out a chair for Chen Ya to sit down, and then sat down next to her himself.

Finally, he placed a heavy black plastic bag on the bone china plate in front of Zhao Shijiang.

A sharp "bang" made everyone's heart skip a beat.

"What do you mean by that?"

Looking at the black plastic bag, Zhao Shijiang felt a strong sense of foreboding.

"It doesn't mean anything."

Zhou Ran picked up a napkin and slowly wiped her hands.

"Since this is my first time attending a family dinner, of course I have to bring a gift for my ex-husband and my good son."