"Oops, wrong number." Lu Lishan's teasing voice came from the other end. "Such a beautiful photo should have been sent to Chairman Jiang!"

"Lu Lishan!"

"Miss Jiang looks so charming and alluring in the nightclub!"

Jiang Yao bit her lip hard, her face turning pale.

"Miss Jiang, I've suffered a lot in prison. Especially from fighting, my hands are almost useless!"

"What if I accidentally post something one day... Ha, Miss Jiang, I don't care, but what about your reputation as a rich young lady..."

"Lu Lishan... Brother Shan!" Jiang Yao's voice trembled. "Just tell me what's wrong! As long as it's within my power, I'll do it!"

"Nothing else is wrong, but your way of trying to eliminate the negative impact doesn't seem very sincere!"

Jiang Yao's teeth were chattering. "Then, what else do you want?"

"You just buy fake reviews online. If it were that simple, I could do it myself. Why would I need you?"

"Miss Jiang, you should apologize when you do something wrong!"

Lu Lishan gave a cold laugh.

"Miss Jiang, surely you understand this principle that even elementary school students understand?"

...

The next evening, Jiang Yao appeared at the entrance of the coffee shop.

The usually arrogant Miss Jiang changed into a dark shirt and dark trousers, her face bare of makeup, and she pulled her baseball cap down low.

The café was doing quite well that day, with many customers and the irises in the courtyard swaying in the wind, making it a popular spot for photos in the neighborhood.

Jiang Can was extremely busy.

However, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yao slowly strolling in.

Her heart tightened, thinking this person was here to cause trouble again. Huo Zhixing also noticed this and stepped in front of Jiang Can, staring at Jiang Yao with a cold expression.

"What are you planning to do now?"

The man's voice was deep and sharp.

Jiang Yao composed herself and tried her best not to look too disheveled.

“I…I’m here to apologize.” She spoke each word with great difficulty. “Jiang Can, those negative reviews online were done by someone I hired. I spread rumors and caused you to lose business.”

"It's all my fault...it's all my fault."

"Jiang Can, can you forgive me?"

Although Jiang Yao's voice wasn't loud, it was enough to attract a lot of attention from those around her.

Many people in the store turned their attention to her, whispering among themselves, and some even took out their phones to record videos.

"So it turns out she's the one who ruined this store's reputation!"

"I knew it! I came here when this shop first opened. The owners are really nice people, and the coffee is authentic. How could it be as bad as people say online!"

"That woman is so wicked, is she trying to engage in malicious competition?"

Jiang Can gripped the tray, her fingers tightening slightly.

This was the first time Jiang Yao had ever apologized to her in all her life.

A wicked person won't change their wicked nature just because they say "sorry".

Therefore, Jiang Can did not believe at all that the apology came from Jiang Yao's heart.

"Jiang Can..." Jiang Yao looked up at her, "I'm apologizing to you, didn't you hear me? Can't you say something?"

Jiang Can remained silent, but a guest next to her sneered.

"You've caused so much trouble for others, and all you're going to do is say sorry?"

"Exactly! Ha, if 'sorry' was enough, what would we need the police for!"

"You guys..." Jiang Yao was about to explode.

But she could feel a pair of eyes staring intently at her from the shadows, which sent chills down her spine.

She forced herself to swallow her anger and continued to play the victim for Jiang Can.

"Sister, you...you really don't intend to forgive me?"

"You are not welcome here," Jiang Can said coldly. "Please leave."

“Can Can…”

"Get out of here!" Jiang Can clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and glared at her hatefully.

Although Jiang Yao had bullied her since childhood, she was still afraid of Jiang Can when she got really angry.

And now, Jiang Can has a man who's like a devil by her side...

Jiang Yao bit her lip. Since Jiang Can was telling her to leave, she couldn't be happier to leave as soon as possible, since she had already apologized.

"Jiang, Jiang Can, I'm sorry, I've already said it, if you still don't forgive me, there's nothing I can do!"

"I will never set foot here again! You don't want to see me, and I don't want to see you either!"

As Jiang Yao spoke, she staggered backward, running all the way out of the yard, and even twisted her ankle on the cobblestone path.

Jiang Can took a deep breath, trying her best to control her emotions.

Huo Zhixing gently stroked her back and carefully embraced her.

“Honey,” Jiang Can whispered her concern, “I feel like something’s off about her… Could it be that she’s just apologizing on the surface, but actually trying to stir up trouble?”

Huo Zhixing's eyes darkened; in fact, he thought so too.

Jiang Yao left in a bit of a hurry, but she hadn't gone far. He told Jiang Can to stay in the shop and attend to the customers, while he quietly followed her out.

He followed Jiang Yao to find out what was going on.

However, just as he stepped out of the courtyard, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadowy figure at the corner of the gate.

Huo Zhixing immediately became suspicious. Hearing footsteps, he turned around abruptly!

At this moment, the people hiding in the bushes ran in the opposite direction.

Huo Zhixing strode over in a few steps, his movements nimble, and his sharp eyes caught a glimpse of that familiar face flashing by!

He gave a cold laugh, then suddenly threw a punch that almost hit Lu Lishan's temple! Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he swiftly grabbed Lu Lishan's wrist.

"Brother Shan!" Several of his men surrounded him.

Lu Lishan exchanged a few blows with Huo Zhixing, and just as he raised his foot to kick Huo Zhixing—

Huo Zhixing suddenly pulled out a small pistol from his waist and pressed it against Lu Lishan's head!

The air froze instantly, and the men stood there dumbfounded, frozen in place.

Lu Lishan was also somewhat surprised.

Huo Zhixing actually carried a gun with him?

"Don't move!" Huo Zhixing said in a deep voice, his face cold and his sharp eyes forcing his men to back down.

Lu Lishan gave a signal, and the group slowly retreated, their expressions still alert.

"Mr. Lu, if you want some coffee, feel free to come in. Are you trying to sneak around by hiding at the door, hoping to learn some tricks and open your own coffee shop?"

Lu Lishan scoffed lightly, his eyes glancing at the gun in Huo Zhixing's hand.

The gun is very small, making it ideal for carrying around.

The unique pattern on the grip hints at the gun's noble lineage.

It's called the Desert Eagle. It's not big, but it's three times more lethal than a regular handgun.

Lu Lishan had seen it once in the hands of an arms dealer. The arms dealer treasured it so much that he wanted to build a shrine to enshrine it.

He chuckled and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of scaring your little wife by carrying this around with you every day?"

"Compared to this gun, I'm more worried that you'll scare her!" Huo Zhixing tightened his grip, and the muzzle of the gun made Lu Lishan's head ache.

“Lu Lishan,” he said, his eyes growing even more sinister, enunciating each word clearly, “you figured out long ago that I wasn’t Gu Mang, didn’t you?”

Lu Lishan remained silent.

The surroundings suddenly quieted down, with only the rustling of the evening breeze through the low bushes being particularly clear.