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Hong Kong, at night.

In a villa halfway up the mountain, a man and a woman were rolling around on a super luxurious bed. Their passionate moans almost made the air freeze. Their pale, fleshy bodies twisted and trembled in exaggerated postures and frequencies, releasing primal human desires and impulses.

It took a while for the room to return to calm.

The lights came on, and the woman got up to take a shower in the bathroom. When she came out, she was wearing a sexy nightgown, her voluptuous body barely concealed, exuding countless temptations.

The man, meanwhile, sat by the bedside, lit a cigar, closed his eyes, and leisurely exhaled smoke.

“Brother Gang, we failed last time, and I haven’t dared to take any action. Now I saw the report that that woman is back in Hong Kong, still as a swimmer. Maybe this is a great opportunity, we definitely shouldn’t miss it.” The woman said lazily, hooking her arm around the man’s, hoping to get help from him.

The man opened his eyes, looked at the woman beside him, and frowned slightly. "Why did you have to kill He Tiantian? The last assassination attempt almost alarmed several countries. If I hadn't erased the traces, they might have found us. In Hong Kong, I can protect you, but it's better to avoid trouble."

The woman remained silent upon hearing the man's words.

She was well aware of this principle, but the thought of that woman living a wonderful and fulfilling life, while she could only live with a surgically enhanced face and could never reveal her true identity, caused her great pain.

Only He Tiantian's death can relieve her hatred.

"It was because of her that I had no choice but to come to Hong Kong. You have no idea how much suffering I endured and how much hardship I went through..." the woman said, recalling how she couldn't beg for food on her escape route and had to scavenge for food in garbage cans.

Those days have become a lifelong nightmare for her.

Even now, I still occasionally dream that I'm starving because there's nothing to eat, and I can only pick up disgusting, spoiled things to eat.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hugged the woman tightly from behind and said, "Don't worry, it's all in the past. We're doing just fine now. That deadbeat from the Zhao family is gone, and our son is the rightful heir to the Zhao family. You and the child have such a large business, and I have influence. No one in Hong Kong will bully you."

"Yes, we're living an unbelievably good life now," the woman said with emotion. "How about this, if we have the chance this time, let's assassinate him again. This is our territory, so erasing any traces or clues will be easy."

"Do we really have to take action?" Zhao Gang countered. "We don't think this is a good opportunity, but how can you be sure that woman isn't already prepared and waiting for us to walk right into her trap by daring to come here openly?"

Zhao Gang is involved in organized crime, so killing a few people isn't difficult for him, and silencing witnesses is also easy for him.

But He Tiantian is no ordinary person; she is a family member of a high-ranking official in mainland China, and at the same time, she is a national treasure-level athlete.

If something happens in Hong Kong, then the whole of Hong Kong will be in turmoil.

He's just a gangster with connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles, but if it's found that he was the one who did it, given his abilities, he certainly wouldn't be able to withstand the wrath of the mainland.

Therefore, Zhao Gang did not want to take action.

“But I want her dead,” the woman said coldly. “I can’t eat or sleep in peace as long as she lives.”

“Death is not the most painful punishment for a person; it is a living hell,” Zhao Gang said. “We have plenty of time in the future. We can think about how to take revenge on her and make her suffer even more.”

Zhao Gang did not want to avenge the woman, not because he did not want to, but because he could not; the price of revenge was too high.

He was just trying to appease the woman by saying that.

If it weren't for the fact that this woman gave him a son and even secretly switched him to become the heir of the Zhao family, he wouldn't have wanted this old woman.

After all, with fresh and young women available, who would bother with middle-aged women?

Although the woman knew that Zhao Gang's words were somewhat perfunctory, she also felt that there was some truth to them.

It would be satisfying if He Tiantian died, but it would also be gratifying to see her suffer unbearable pain and experience the same agony she went through.

“Brother Gang, you’re right,” the woman said. “I’m living a very luxurious and comfortable life now. If I were to throw my life into chaos because of revenge, it would be a real loss. After all, I’m not alone now. I have Brother Gang and my son Xiaozheng. I can’t let that bitch ruin my life.”

Zhao Gang breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing this, finally relieved that He Tiantian had stopped talking about killing her.

“This matter can’t be rushed; we can proceed step by step,” Zhao Gang said. “On the mainland, the policies are very strict, so we can’t make any big moves for the time being. But it’s different in Hong Kong. We investigated before, and there’s a student named He Tiantian in Hong Kong.”

"You mean the up-and-coming writer Er Yuehong?" the woman asked, realizing she had forgotten him.

He Tiantian is the kindest person, and this person, as her student, must have a good relationship with her.

If Tang Ping'an gets into trouble in Hong Kong, it will probably have some impact on He Tiantian, right?

Dealing with someone who's good with words is easy.

"So, Brother Gang, what are you planning to do?" the woman asked, somewhat excited. As long as she could get revenge on He Tiantian, even if it was someone not very important to her, it would make this crazy woman very excited.

"Break both of Tang Ping'an's legs," Zhao Gang said. "Would that make you feel a little better?"

The woman nodded and said, "Hmm, not bad. Brother Gang... you're so kind..."

Since we can't take action against He Tiantian for the time being, there's no need to dwell on it.

Enjoying life while it lasts is the most important thing.

Although Zhao Gang was a little tired, he couldn't let the woman be unsatisfied in this aspect!

So he flipped over and pounced on the woman, doing whatever he wanted, sweating profusely!

Late at night, instead of falling asleep as usual after a passionate encounter, the woman was holding a glass of wine, looking up at the moonlight, and sipping it slowly.

"He Tiantian, actually I should thank you. If it weren't for you back then, perhaps I wouldn't be living the life I have now," the woman said leisurely, savoring the aroma of the fine wine.

He muttered to himself, a strange smile playing on his lips.

Perhaps, since this guy Gang is a coward, she has no choice but to think of other ways.

She now owns not only real businesses, but also a newly established company, Hong Kong Yonghui Entertainment Company.

She has a very high opinion of the entertainment industry. She has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. She still has to rely on Zhao Gang.

As for whether the son was Zhao Gang's child, the woman wasn't really sure. Anyway, she was the child's mother, and that was enough; nothing else mattered.