Mr. Zhang held his phone, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his lips quivering with a deathly pallor.

The boss knew everything.

I know he embezzled and took kickbacks!

In reality, who wouldn't take a kickback if they were in that position? The boss himself knew this perfectly well, and as long as it wasn't too outrageous, he tacitly approved of it. It's just that this time, he ran into a brick wall.

With the money he embezzled... that's tens of millions! It'll definitely take him eight or ten years to get it back.

He can't go to jail. He's heard about what life is like in jail from his colleagues. After all, someone once stole company secrets and sold them. It's worse than death!

He, as the company's pillar, cannot be dismissed.

Moreover, the mortgage on this large apartment is not yet paid off. If all the embezzled money is confiscated, even the apartment will be lost.

If he loses his job and goes to jail, his life will be ruined!

Having figured all this out, Zhang's father felt that even if his son was beaten half to death, it wasn't that serious. His hand holding the phone trembled violently, and he slid down to his knees in front of Zhou Yi.

The four- or five-year-old boy, with red eyes, grabbed Zhou Yi's trouser leg and cried, begging for mercy: "Young Master Zhou, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. It's my fault for not disciplining him properly. Please forgive my family."

"If you spare my family, I'll do anything for you. If you're still angry, hit me. I'll let you beat me up to calm you down."

“My son is in such a terrible state because I beat him. He deserved to die. It has nothing to do with you, Young Master Zhou.”

Seeing this, Zhang's mother finally understood all the pros and cons.

She knew that if Zhou Yi continued to pursue the matter, the family would probably be ruined.

She suddenly burst into tears and begged for forgiveness, her voice loud and forceful: "Young Master Zhou, it's my fault for not raising our son well. I shouldn't have let him run wild outside."

"Just kill me, please spare my son's life."

Zhou Yi rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on, and spoke up to stop them.

"Shut up, you're so noisy."

Zhang's mother's screams abruptly stopped. As if someone had suddenly grabbed her by the neck, she dared not utter a sound and secretly looked at Zhou Yi with panicked and pleading eyes.

Zhou Yi looked up at Zhang Qiang, who had regained some clarity of mind.

He patted Zhang Qiang's red, swollen, and bleeding face: "Zhang Qiang, are you still planning to take revenge on me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiang's pupils dilated in fear, tears and snot streaming down his face. He shook his head repeatedly, filled with regret, afraid that if he shook his head too slowly, Zhou Dashao would misunderstand.

He was wrong, he was wrong!

Who dares to go against the Zhou Group!

If he had known earlier that Zhou Yi was the young master of the Zhou Group, he would have been honored to kneel down and carry Zhou Yi's shoes at school. How dare he confine the young master to the archives?

"No, no, I won't do it again."

Zhou Yi stood up with satisfaction.

He casually tossed a bank card in front of Zhang's father. There wasn't much money in it, just enough for hospitalization: "Very well, then let's let this matter drop."

"I won't beat you up for nothing; take the money to pay your medical bills."

Zhou Yi arrived quickly and left even faster, resolving the matter in less than half an hour.

Mr. Zhang nervously accepted the bank card and thanked Zhou Yi profusely until Zhou Yi's figure disappeared from the elevator. Only then did Mr. Zhang help his wife to her feet.

Mr. Zhang wiped his face, tears streaming down his face, and dialed 120 for emergency help.

"Son, hang in there, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

"Don't reveal a word about what happened tonight to anyone else, and don't hold a grudge against Young Master Zhou. You brought this on yourself. The fact that he's compensated you for your medical expenses means that this matter is truly over."

"Remember, this is how I beat you up."

Looking at his son lying on the ground spitting blood, Zhang's father was both worried and heartbroken, but he still remembered to tell his son not to tell anyone that Zhou Yi had come.

Zhang Qiang felt as if his entire body had been disassembled and reassembled. Even breathing caused his wounds to bleed, and the pain was so intense that he almost fainted.

Zhang Qiang's tears streamed onto the cold granite floor as he nodded painfully in agreement.

He regretted it; he was afraid.

How could he have been so foolish as to offend Zhou Yi?

All of this is because of Su Qingjiao!

What utter nonsense about taking the mother's surname, what kind of Zhou family's eldest daughter is that? It's all bullshit, fake, completely fake!

If Su Qingjiao hadn't deliberately told him that Zhou Yi was harassing her that day, he wouldn't have gone to cause trouble for Zhou Yi.

If Su Qingjiao appeared in front of him now, he would beat her half to death so that she could feel his pain and fear.

He dared not hate Zhou Yi, after all, Zhou Yi could send their family to jail with just one phone call.

He could only feel better by blaming everything on Su Qingjiao.

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After leaving the Zhang family, Zhou Yi chose an Italian restaurant for dinner and called the family's official driver to pick him up.

These bodyguards were a secret force left to him by his grandmother.

In her previous life, Su Qingjiao impersonated the heiress of the Zhou Group and was almost kidnapped on her way to the annual banquet.

Zhou Yi then arranged for a bodyguard to protect Su Qingjiao's safety, which made Su Qingjiao realize that he had a team of bodyguards composed of foreign mercenaries protecting him.

Su Qingjiao had tried to take advantage of his bodyguards, but no matter how she tried to entice them, the bodyguards only listened to her.

Therefore, when Su Qingjiao wanted to take action against the Zhou Group, she found a reason to send them abroad.

Su Qingjiao lied to him, saying that as long as he went abroad and helped her obtain that unparalleled sapphire, she would marry him immediately.

At the time, the doctor said that his grandmother was critically ill and that all methods had been tried without success. The doctor advised Zhou Yi to give up on treating his grandmother.

At that time, Zhou Yi had already become suspicious of Su Qingjiao's actions, but he had no choice but to cling tightly to Su Qingjiao as his lifeline.

Even if there's only a sliver of hope, he'll give it a try.

Therefore, following Su Qingjiao's advice, he sent all his bodyguards abroad to search for the whereabouts of the sapphire rumored to be cursed.

But just after he sent all his bodyguards abroad, Su Qingjiao and the people hiding behind her launched an operation with lightning speed.

First, the company was reported, then Aunt Zhou got into trouble and went to jail...

Even on the day he died after his mission failed, his bodyguard was still searching for the sapphire for him abroad.

This time, Zhou Yi will not expose his bodyguards to anyone; they are his hidden force.

Therefore, Zhou Yi did not have his bodyguards take him back to the villa, but instead called his driver to pick him up.

It was already nine o'clock when we got back to the villa.

As soon as Zhou Yi stepped into the doorway, he saw Su Qingjiao, who was kneeling and wiping the floor in the living room, hear his footsteps, immediately throw down the rag in her hand, and walk over quickly with a worried look on her face.

"Zhou Yi, you're back! Why are you so late today?"

"Did something happen?"