He Mingxiao was processing official documents when he received the message.

Along with the threatening text message came a photo—Nan Xian, unconscious and bound by ropes, lying precariously on the edge of a cliff.

He stood up abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, his knuckles white as he gripped his phone tightly.

Assistant Jiang happened to walk in and saw this scene. He asked in surprise, "President He, what happened?"

He Mingxiao handed him the phone with a cold face and hurriedly instructed, "Notify the production team and contact the police."

Then he rushed out of the tent like the wind.

When he arrived at the cliff, he saw Gu Changlin holding one end of the rope, grinning menacingly, and kicking Nan Xian's stomach repeatedly with one foot.

Nan Xian had woken up. She lay on the ground, pale-faced, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain without uttering a sound.

He Mingxiao felt as if his heart was about to break; he wished he could go forward and tear Gu Changlin to pieces.

But he couldn't do that; Nan Xian was still in his hands.

He quickly regained his composure and stood a few steps away.

"Gu Changlin, release her."

Gu Changlin slowly raised his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, President He, you've arrived quite quickly! It seems this woman is indeed your darling—"

He Mingxiao's tone was icy: "Stop talking nonsense—what do you want? Money, resources, power, I have them all."

Gu Changlin gritted his teeth: "Then what about your He Group?"

“Sure.” He Mingxiao said without hesitation, “If you agree to release him, we can sign the agreement now.”

Nan Xian stared wide-eyed in astonishment at He Mingxiao in disbelief.

Gu Changlin clearly hadn't expected him to be so decisive. His face contorted for a moment, then, as if suddenly remembering something, he said sharply:

"I don't believe you! You rich people are all despicable! You manipulate others at will, playing tricks on them whenever you want, doing whatever you please..."

He Mingxiao frowned, somewhat puzzled—he did indeed plan to take action against Gu Changlin, but that was after the recording ended. Taking action now would inevitably bring negative comments to Nan Xian.

Gu Changlin stared at him, his eyes gradually filling with madness. He grinned maliciously and suddenly loosened the ropes—

"You want Nan Xian? I won't give her to you! You two can meet in the underworld!"

He Mingxiao watched helplessly as Nan Xian slid off the cliff, his heart breaking instantly. Without a second thought, he rushed forward and followed her into the sea.

Gu Changlin stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the sea gradually return to calm, his distorted face slowly relaxing.

His eyes were vacant, and he murmured softly:

"I've given you two living people, shouldn't you let me go now...?"