"Ms. Li, are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to dinner."

Fu Xihan's voice was gentle and elegant, with a captivating allure.

Li Xin'er glanced at Li Yiyuan, who was standing beside her like a lackey, carrying large and small bags.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I'm really not free tonight. I have plans with a friend."

Li Yiyuan, who hadn't been paying attention to this place before, widened his eyes and eagerly leaned closer to hear her mention tonight and President Fu.

Li Xin'er turned away in disgust, glared at him, and warned him to behave himself.

"Mr. Fu, is there something you need from me?"

These past two days, Mu Zijin and he have been acting strangely. Could it be that these two young masters really have something to discuss with her?

"There is something I wanted to discuss with you in person."

Li Xin'er walked over to the bench next to her and sat down.

"It's okay, you can talk about it on the phone, or we can make an appointment tomorrow?"

Fu Xihan paused for two seconds. If the countdown was real, it would be too late by tomorrow. He then said:

"I heard you invested in supermarkets?"

Li Xin'er's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, like a little fox who had just succeeded in doing something naughty.

"President Fu is really well-informed. My little stunts certainly won't affect the Fu family business."

Fu Xihan was clearly not buying her act.

"Oh? Such a large investment, yet Miss Li calls it small-scale stuff. Miss Li's strength is truly not to be underestimated."

Li Xin'er now realized that this guy had definitely investigated her, and quite thoroughly at that.

"Let's not beat around the bush, just tell me what you need me for."

My little business is nothing to the Fu family, it's not worth Mr. Fu's time to inquire about it, is it?

Fu Xihan is a smart man. Having dealt with people and negotiated extensively in the business world, he could tell that she was losing patience and was no longer beating around the bush.

"If Miss Li knows anything inside information, I hope you can give her some pointers. Please feel free to name your terms."

Li Xin'er was sarcastic and unpleasant.

"Oh dear, Mr. Fu, you overestimate me!"

Fu Xihan's tone was firm.

“I know you have that ability.”

Although he currently lacks direct evidence, he trusts his intuition, which has successfully helped him avoid many risks over the years.

Li Xin'er definitely knew something, otherwise she wouldn't have started making arrangements two months in advance. The fact that the so-called investment in a warehouse supermarket coincided with the current apocalypse is not just a simple coincidence.

On the other end of the phone, Li Xin'er pursed her lips. "No wonder he got the male lead; his mind really works fast," she sighed helplessly.

"Alright, since you already know, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Hearing that she was willing to talk, Fu Xihan instantly became nervous. He sat down at his desk with paper and pen ready, just in case she needed to write something down.

Phone pressed tightly to ear, ready for anything.

"Miss Li, please speak."

Li Xin'er spoke in a serious tone, her voice lowered.

"Actually, the countdown is real. When the time comes, the zombies will come out, and I..."

The voice suddenly rose in pitch, becoming powerful and resonant, full of momentum.

"I am the light of justice! Ultraman's father! I will transform, crush monsters, and defeat all evil! Justice will prevail!"

"I've been hiding on this planet for so long, waiting for this moment..."

Pedestrians turned their attention to him.

This girl is acting strangely, but then again, it makes sense. Wearing sunglasses indoors just doesn't seem right.

A shift in gaze: compassion, pity...

Li Yiyuan held up the shopping bag to cover his head and shrank to one side.

I'm just tired and need to rest.

I really don't know this Ultraman's father.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Xihan's face was as black as ink. With a 'snap', he forcefully broke the pen in two.

On the white A4 paper on the table, written in strong, vigorous strokes...

[Countdown, zombies, —]

Behind it is a scratch mark left by the pen tip cutting through the paper.

Fu Xihan took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress his anger, but his voice remained as cold and icy as a frozen pool.

"Miss Li, are you joking with me?"

Li Xin'er was arrogantly defiant, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

"Haha, you insist that I say something, but I don't know anything, so what am I supposed to say?"

Fu Xihan forced himself to retain his last vestiges of gentlemanly demeanor.

"Sorry to bother you."

The call was disconnected, and Li Xin'er clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she was doubled over.

You bastard, you're investigating me and trying to trick me into telling you anything? Don't even think about telling me.

Li Yiyuan, as if acting like a thief, poked her waist and lowered his voice.

"Father, I'm leaving."

We've completely lost face.

Li Xin'er waved happily.

"Come on, Dad will treat you to a big meal!"

The two stayed at the same platinum five-star hotel, which has the best Western restaurant in the city.

After putting their belongings back in the room, the two went to the dining room.

Li Xin'er ordered a huge meal, pointing to the last balance in her wallet. It was her last meal before the end of the world, so she had to eat as much as she could.

Li Yiyuan didn't offer any opinions; he listened to everything she said. He would happily agree to anything, from ordering a whole table of food to booking the entire restaurant.

Despite the widespread doomsday rumors, it's Christmas Eve tonight, and quite a few people are out for dinner and celebration.

From their window, Li Xin'er and the others had a great view of the city's lights and neon signs.

She kept staring outside, which made Li Yiyuan wonder.

What's so interesting outside?

Li Xin'er said without turning her head:

"Of course it looks beautiful. If that countdown is real, this might be the last night view."

When the countdown was mentioned, Li Yiyuan pursed his lips.

"I tried to crack it, but it was very difficult, and it's actually quite mysterious."

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