Late is Not Late

Ji Wan thought Zhou Zechuan was a light in her life. She willingly hid her brilliance and entered into a secret marriage with him for two years, content to be his kept woman. However, she didn'...

Chapter 446 Private

Chapter 446 Private

A fancy restaurant? Private dining.

Delicacies from land and sea were served to him like a stream of water. He ate one bite and threw it away, enjoying the envious and jealous looks of others.

Casino? Spend a fortune.

He threw out handfuls of chips, listened to the exclamations of the people around him, and felt an unprecedented sense of control.

The pleasure brought by money was like the strongest poison, which made Lu Liang sink completely.

He partied every night, spent money like water, and was surrounded by all kinds of men and women who were seeking benefits.

However, five million sounds like a lot, but it cannot withstand such crazy squandering.

However, in just a few days, the dazzling numbers shrank sharply until they hit bottom.

When he was prompted with insufficient balance when swiping his card for payment, Lu Liang sobered up instantly.

No money? How could it be so fast?

A huge sense of loss and panic set in. Accustomed to the days of extravagant spending, how could he possibly go back to the frugal life he had in the past?

No, absolutely not.

He thought of Chi Wenyan again, and the valuable Ji Wan.

Since the first time went so smoothly, why can't there be a second time?

Chi Wenyan cares about Ji Wan so much, he will definitely give her money.

His heart, completely corrupted by greed, was stirring again. Lu Liang licked his dry lips, and a sick light flashed in his eyes.

He took out his cell phone, skillfully opened the encrypted mailbox, and edited another message, the words of which were more explicit and urgent than the last time.

"Boss Chi, money is tight again. The little money we had last time wasn't enough. Give me another five million to buy some peace of mind. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

The email was sent successfully. Lu Liang waited anxiously and expectantly.

On the other side, Chi Wenyan was handling official business in the study when his mobile phone screen lit up and an email reminder popped up.

Seeing the familiar anonymous address and greedy words, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned into ice.

It came as expected.

Five million was spent so quickly? His appetite is growing.

The corners of Chi Wenyan's mouth curled up in an extremely cold arc. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

Greed is the original sin and the best bait.

He didn't reply immediately, but stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the gentle moonlight outside.

Just at this moment, Ji Wan walked in with a cup of warm milk.

"Ayan, are you still busy? Have a glass of milk and go to bed early." Her voice was soft and concerned.

Chi Wenyan turned around, and the frost in his eyes melted away instantly, turning into a gentleness that could drown people. He took the milk, took her into his arms, and rubbed his chin gently against the top of her head.

"I'm not busy. I'm just thinking about you." His voice was low and tender. "Are you tired of painting today?"

"I'm not tired. I'm very inspired." Ji Wan leaned in his arms, feeling his steady heartbeat and warm body temperature, and closed her eyes peacefully. "I just miss you a little."

"I miss you too." Chi Wenyan tightened his arms and hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Only in front of her could he let go of all his coldness and hostility.

He would never let her know what kind of dirty things he was dealing with. He wanted to create the cleanest sky for her.

After a tender moment, he gently coaxed Ji Wan to go and rest first, and then he sat back in front of the computer.

Looking at the blackmail email, his eyes became as sharp as a knife again.

Raising fish requires enough patience and bait.

He opened the bank interface again, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, his movements smooth and cold.

"Five million? Okay, I'll give you more."

Enter the account number, confirm the amount, and click Transfer.

Another five million was like a stone thrown into the sea. It did not cause any ripples in him, but it caused huge waves in Lu Liang's heart.

A prompt pops up indicating that the transfer was successful.

Chi Wenyan leaned back in his chair, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, making a regular sound.

The fish has been hooked.

Next, it’s time to close the net.

He would make Lu Liang understand that if he swallowed something he shouldn't have swallowed, he would have to pay for it with interest, or even his life.

After the brief ecstasy brought by the money, there was an even more overwhelming sense of emptiness and desire. In just a few days, the second five million was squandered like water.

Famous brands, luxury cars, casinos...

Lu Liang was immersed in false prosperity until his bank card once again sent out a cold rejection signal.

Insufficient balance. These four words were like a basin of cold water, pouring over his head and extinguishing all his dreams.

Panic gripped his heart again, and there was no going back.

He could not endure that kind of poverty and being trampled underfoot for even a single day.

After tasting the sweetness of extravagance, who would be willing to swallow the bitterness of plain food?

The greedy venomous snake raised its head and attacked again, hissing and spitting out its tongue.

He needed more money, much more. Chi Wenyan was so rich, what was ten million to him? A drop in the bucket.

He will definitely give it again, and this time, he wants a big one.

A number that is enough for him to completely break away from the past and live the life of a top rich man.

With trembling hands and bloodshot eyes, Lu Liang opened the encrypted mailbox again.

His fingers tapped frantically on the virtual keyboard, his greed and eagerness almost bursting through the screen.

"Mr. Chi, it seems you're very sensible. However, ten million is still too little. I want twenty million, one last time. Give me twenty million, and I promise to disappear forever, and those things will be completely destroyed. Otherwise, both sides will be destroyed, and your precious fiancée will probably be ruined."

The email was sent, Lu Liang's heart was pounding, and he stared at the phone screen like a gambler waiting for trial.

This time, Chi Wenyan’s reply came almost instantly.

Instead of a notification that the transfer was successful, there was a short email, the content of which made Lu Liang feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave: "The net has been closed."

Closing the net? What does that mean?

Before Lu Liang had time to think about it, there was a rapid and loud knock on the door, accompanied by a cold and majestic rebuke: "Police, open the door, Lu Liang, you are suspected of extortion, come with us."

Bang!

The door was forced open and several uniformed policemen rushed in, their sharp eyes instantly locking onto him.

The cold handcuffs locked his wrists with a "click". Lu Liang's face was pale, his whole body was limp, and he was still muttering.

"Impossible, how could it be? Where's the money? My 20 million..."

He was dragged like a dead dog until he was taken to the police car. Then he saw a black Bentley parked not far away. The window was lowered, revealing Chi Wenyan's handsome but ice-cold face.

There was no warmth in the man's eyes, only bone-chilling contempt and coldness, as if he was looking at a clown.

"you……"

Lu Liang only had time to utter a word before he was stuffed into the police car.

The sirens whistled away, and Chi Wenyan climbed up the car window, blocking out the noise outside.

He dialed a number: "Deal with it cleanly. Erase all traces of her."