Chapter 254 He is Zhan Xiao, he's back.

"Fill the glass up, I'll teach you myself!"

Sheng Weiwei looked at the man in front of her and her brows furrowed slightly...

When Vice President Lian heard that President Bai was speaking up for him, he immediately straightened his back again.

He looked at Sheng Weiwei smugly, "Did you hear that? It's rare for President Bai to come and give us guidance today, so why don't you quickly toast President Bai?"

Sheng Weiwei met Bai Yu's gaze and spoke coldly.

"I'm sorry, I really can't drink alcohol."

Bai Yu's gaze swept between her and Vice President Lian, a faint smile curving his lips.

He looked at her intently. "What's your name? What's your position? Do you have a valid reason for refusing to drink?"

Sheng Weiwei slightly raised her chin, speaking each word clearly and distinctly.

"Sheng Weiwei, Deputy Director of Sales Department of Sheng's Group. She is breastfeeding and cannot drink alcohol."

Everyone was taken aback.

The vice president, however, persisted, muttering under his breath, "You're breastfeeding, what are you doing here discussing deals? It's bad luck."

Sheng Weiwei's eyes suddenly turned cold. "It seems that Vice President Lian is not only good at making unreasonable demands, but also likes to look at people with prejudice."

"I..." The vice president was speechless for a moment, but when he saw Bai Yu's gaze sweep over him, he immediately backed down, "President Bai, I didn't force her!"

Bai Yu then said slowly.

“Vice President Lian, the young girl is naive and we can’t force her. You’re an old hand, why don’t you demonstrate for her and let her learn properly?”

Even the vice president was stunned. "Demonstrate? How...how do I demonstrate?"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yu had already moved.

He strode over to the table, and with lightning speed, grabbed and pressed down, pinning the vice president's massive head firmly to the table.

Then, he picked up the three full glasses of red wine on the table, and expressionlessly poured them one after another over Vice President Lian's head, half of which went into his mouth and the other half flowed down his face.

The entire private room was deathly silent.

Lin Xiaoli and the two young men were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

By the time all six glasses of wine were finished, even the vice president was choking, tears streaming down his face, looking utterly disheveled and on the verge of fainting.

Bai Yu then released his grip, slowly pulled out a tissue, and carefully wiped his slender fingers as if he had touched something dirty.

He threw the tissue on the table, his voice icy.

"Tomorrow, deliver the completed contract to Sheng's. This person will never be hired again; he will be blacklisted from the entire industry."

His assistant behind him immediately nodded, "Yes, Mr. Bai."

After doing all this, Bai Yu turned around and walked out without looking back.

It wasn't until the door to the private room closed that Lin Xiaoli regained her composure. She patted her chest, still shaken, and asked...

"Sister Weiwei...do you know this President Bai?"

Sheng Weiwei looked towards the door and calmly uttered three words.

"I don't know him."

...

8:50 PM, Unbelievable Boxing Gym.

Gu Xingnian and Sheng Weiwei sat in their usual spot, in VIP room number one, with an excellent view.

At exactly nine o'clock, a man wearing a silver mask walked onto the ring. The lights focused on him, revealing broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and muscles that flowed like a work of art.

On his black shorts was a white number tag, number 17.

The scene erupted instantly.

"Ahhh! Number seventeen!"

"My God, he has finally returned!"

The women's screams nearly lifted the roof off; their beloved number seventeen, the mysterious boxing champion who never showed his face, had returned.

Sheng Weiwei's wine glass wobbled, spilling the wine, but she didn't notice.

She was trembling all over, her eyes fixed on the man on the stage.

They look so alike.

His physique, posture, and domineering aura were practically identical to Zhan Xiao's!

The bell rang.

The match begins.

The two men on stage started fighting almost instantly, their movements so fast it was dazzling.

Number Seventeen's moves were devoid of any unnecessary frills; every punch and kick carried a fierce gust of wind, striking directly at vital points.

quick!

allow!

ruthless!

Sheng Weiwei almost stopped breathing.

This is clearly the style of a war tyrant, giving his opponent no chance to breathe, with every move deadly.

In just three rounds, the man opposite him was knocked to the ground by a fierce punch from Number Seventeen, and could not get up again.

"Wow!!!"

The drumbeats and screams at the scene brought the event to another climax.

Number 17 won, but he showed no expression, simply standing indifferently in the center of the ring, accepting the cheers of the entire audience.

As he turned around to leave the stage, the spotlight shone directly on his back.

A gruesome scar was clearly visible on his left shoulder blade.

That scar... was left from someone ambushing him, and there's a bullet hole nearby.

Sheng Weiwei's pupils suddenly contracted, and her heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, almost leaping out of her chest.

"Warlord".

She muttered to herself, her voice trembling.

"He is Zhan Xiao!"

The next second, she pushed the chair away and rushed downstairs like a madwoman.

"Weiwei!"

Gu Xingnian was startled and quickly grabbed her bag to follow them out. There were many people downstairs, and she was afraid she would be bumped into.

Sheng Weiwei couldn't hear anything; only one thought occupied her mind: find him!

When she frantically pushed through the crowd and ran to the edge of the ring, the man on the stage had already disappeared.

Without thinking, she rushed towards the backstage entrance.

"Miss Sheng?" The familiar waiter stopped her in time. "What brings you here? We can't go backstage right now."

"Where's Number Seventeen?" Sheng Weiwei grabbed his arm with surprising strength. "Where is Number Seventeen who was on stage just now? I need to see him!"

The waiter was startled by her appearance and quickly said, "Mr. Number Seventeen has already left. He's very popular. Apparently, a beautiful woman came to pick him up in a sports car, and he left without even changing his clothes."

Sheng Weiwei's heart sank, and she pressed on, "Is he the same number seventeen from before? Is his name Zhan Xiao?"

The waiter paused for a moment, then shook his head. "We don't have a boxer named Zhan Xiao here, only one named Gao Daqiang. But he's very mysterious and never shows his face. None of us know what he looks like."

Gao Daqiang.

The name struck Sheng Weiwei like a bolt of lightning.

Bai Yu once said that Number Seventeen's real name is Gao Daqiang!

Her body trembled with excitement. "Where does he live? Tell me where he lives, I want to find him!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Sheng, we have a policy that prevents us from disclosing a boxer's private information." The waiter looked troubled. "Besides, I don't know either. Perhaps you could try to find our General Manager Bai?"

Sheng Weiwei let go of his hand, turned around and walked quickly outside.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the boxing gym, Gu Xingnian caught up with her and grabbed her arm. "Weiwei, where did you go? I was so worried about you."

Sheng Weiwei turned around, her eyes red-rimmed, and grabbed Gu Xingnian's arm, her voice trembling with suppressed sobs.

"Niannian, it's Zhan Xiao! He's not dead! He's really back!"

Gu Xingnian looked completely bewildered. "You...you're sure it's the same person?"

"I'm sure! It must be him!" Sheng Weiwei became excited. "I can't be wrong. He has the exact same scar on his back, and his boxing moves are all his! It's him!"

Seeing her face streaked with tears, Gu Xingnian tenderly wiped them away for her.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll go with you to find him."

No sooner had they finished speaking than a black Rolls-Royce silently pulled up in front of them.

The car window rolled down, revealing Fu Beichen's impeccable face.

"Finished watching the boxing match? I've come to pick you up and take you home." His gaze fell on Gu Xingnian, his tenderness almost palpable.

Gu Xingnian pointed to Sheng Weiwei beside her, "I have to accompany Weiwei somewhere first."

“No need.” Sheng Weiwei shook her head and wiped her face. “I’ll go home by myself and go find Bai Yu to ask him what happened.”

After saying that, she waved behind her and quickly got into a taxi.

Gu Xingnian watched the car speed away, a vague unease creeping into her heart.

She turned to Fu Beichen and asked, "Weiwei said that Zhan Xiao might not be dead. Do you think that's possible?"

Fu Beichen thought about it seriously for a moment before speaking, "It's hard to say, but she will look for the answer."

Gu Xingnian sighed in frustration, "If I had known it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have brought her to watch the boxing match."

“How can you think like that?” Fu Beichen raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t you see? Weiwei has come back to life. If she really finds Zhan Xiao, then she won’t have to worry about Ma Duli anymore. Isn’t that a good thing?”

"That seems to be true." Gu Xingnian nodded, got into the car, and the car slowly started moving.

Fu Beichen took out an exquisite leather-bound notebook from his pocket and placed it on Gu Xingnian's lap.

"Mrs. Fu, please order."

Gu Xingnian took the notebook with a puzzled look, opened it, and was stunned.

Inside, written in vigorous handwriting, were various dating locations and activities.

For example, watching a midnight romantic movie, renting a boat to go out to sea to see the stars, camping in the flower fields of Nanshi, watching the sunrise at the top of Yunfeng Mountain... I wrote hundreds of them, each one unique and incredibly romantic.

Gu Xingnian couldn't help but laugh as she read it. "Looks like you'll have to give Assistant Chen a bigger bonus. He really put a lot of effort into making this booklet."

Fu Beichen put his arm around her shoulder, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

“I personally selected all of these. I want to make up for all the things we haven’t done before, one by one.”

His voice was deep and magnetic, "Tell me, where do you want to go now?"

Gu Xingnian traced her fingertips across the paper, finally tapping on one of the lines.

"Let's go to Yunfeng to watch the sunrise."

Fu Beichen chuckled softly and kissed her cheek. "Okay, let's go to Yunfeng now. It's only a half-hour drive from here."

"Go now? It's not even ten o'clock yet. I'm not going to stay on the mountain with you all night."

"I want to go home and breastfeed my baby."

Fu Beichen smiled mysteriously, "You won't find it boring, I guarantee it will leave a deep impression on you."

......

Meanwhile, Sheng Weiwei soon arrived at the entrance of Bai Yu's villa.

She rushed to the door, her fingers trembling, and pressed the doorbell repeatedly.

The doorbell rang sharply, shattering the silence of the night.

A long time passed.

So long that she thought there was no one inside at all.

The door finally opened.

Bai Yu stood at the door.

He was wearing a loose white bathrobe, the belt tied casually, revealing his well-defined collarbone and a small patch of his muscular chest.

His short, black hair was wet, with water droplets rolling down the ends, sliding across his cold profile, and disappearing into the collar of his bathrobe.

He had just finished showering.

Bai Yu leaned lazily against the door frame, his eyes as cold as ice. "Miss Sheng, is there something you need?"

Sheng Weiwei's heart was pounding, and she spoke urgently, her voice trembling.

"Is Number Seventeen back?"

"Give me his address."

Bai Yu lifted his eyelids slightly. "I didn't go to the boxing gym, so I don't know."

Sheng Weiwei took a step forward, her tone urgent.

"Number 17 played tonight, I saw it with my own eyes, I saw him!"

Bai Yu's face remained expressionless. "Then congratulations."

After saying that, he reached out to close the door.

"Don't!"

Without thinking, Sheng Weiwei reached out and pushed hard against the heavy wooden door.

The door panel remained completely still.

Bai Yu's eyes flickered.

Little brat, you're pretty strong!

She was so anxious she was almost going crazy, and her voice was trembling with tears.

"Bai Yu, please give me his address. I beg you, I really want to see him."

He smirked, a thoroughly cold laugh.

"Miss Sheng, you must be joking."

Why should I help you find your lover?

He paused, his gaze sweeping over her reddened eyes, and slowly added.

"but……"

"If you can make me happy."

"Who knows? If I'm in a good mood, I might bring him to you. That wouldn't be out of the question."

Sheng Weiwei was stunned. She asked blankly, "What do you need to do to make me happy?"

Bai Yu's voice was low, carrying a deadly allure, like a snake slithering into her ear.

"Naturally... it's about love between men and women."

Sheng Weiwei took a step back abruptly, as if she had been burned.

She stared intently at him, forcing out a few words through gritted teeth: "Bai Yu, you bastard."

"Miss Sheng, if you're not happy, please leave. I need to rest."

Bai Yu uttered a sentence expressionlessly.

He slammed the door shut.

Sheng Weiwei slid down the cold door panel and sat on the ground.

She buried her face in her knees, and her shoulders began to tremble violently.

The suppressed sobs finally burst from her throat; she felt like she was about to shatter.

A short while later, the door opened again.

Bai Yu had already changed into neat clothes and was holding a cup of oat milk. He handed the warm milk to her.

"Drink the milk. I need to feed the baby when we get back. I can't let my daughter go hungry."

He took a soft silk handkerchief and gently wiped away her tears, his heart aching with heartache.

Sheng Weiwei looked up at the man in front of her, and sobbed, "Bai Yu, can you... take me to him?"

"Drink the milk first, then we'll talk."

Sheng Weiwei tilted her head back and obediently drank the milk, instantly feeling a warm sensation throughout her body.

Bai Yu placed the cup by the door, then bent down, picked her up, and strode towards the Sheng family's villa.

“Sheng Weiwei, say ‘Bai Yu, I love you.’ Tomorrow, I’ll go find him for you.”

He carried her steadily forward, his voice coaxing.

Sheng Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she pursed her lips tightly, saying nothing.

This stubborn little female cat, even with the steps laid out for her, still refuses to come down.

"If one day you really find him, will you go with him?"

She still didn't answer. She didn't know how to answer. She didn't want to hurt him, nor did she want to go against her own heart.

Before long, they arrived at the gate of the Sheng family.

Bai Yu gently put her down, gave her a deep look, and said, "Sheng Weiwei, can't you feel sorry for me for once?"

After saying that, he turned and left.

As Sheng Weiwei watched his retreating figure, she felt as if her heart was being torn apart, a fine, dense pain that weighed heavily on her.

Meanwhile, Fu Beichen and Gu Xingnian arrived at the top of Yunfeng Mountain.

The excitement has only just begun...