In a world shrouded in the shadow of danger, Jiang Zhi was like a lone, yet incredibly determined star. Her figure was slightly frail, yet she exuded an undeniable stubbornness. Each step she took was firm and powerful, as if declaring her determination to the world.
Jiang Zhi is fully aware of Shen Qingchen's concern for her and her desire to help her, yet her resolve is as unshakable as steel. In her bright, deep eyes, a fire of revenge burns, a flame unquenched by countless hardships, but only intensified. She knows all too well that Tang Junxi's death has torn her heart like a deep chasm, and the mysterious organization, like a behemoth lurking in the darkness, constantly devours the peace and happiness of those around her. Her path to revenge is paved with countless pain and tears. She must personally uncover the truth, seek justice for her lost love, and uphold justice for the innocent who have been harmed.
She traveled through desolate mountains and dilapidated villages, sleeping in the open air becoming her norm. Wherever she went, she meticulously searched for any traces of the mysterious organization, never missing a single possible lead. She set out at dawn and returned at dusk, fatigue written across her face, yet never a flicker of retreat in her eyes. She often muttered to herself, looking up at the sky: "This is a mission I must undertake. No one can do it for me."
Behind the city's bustling streets, Shen Qingchen sank into a deep sense of helplessness and pain. His heart, like a storm-ravaged sea, restless and restless. In his luxurious office, documents piled up, yet he had no desire to deal with them. He often stood before the vast French windows, gazing into the distance, his thoughts drifting to the dangerous world of Jiang Zhi.
When he learned Jiang Zhi had given birth, the shock was like a tsunami. He kept replaying the image of Jiang Zhi facing the difficult labor alone—what loneliness and strength she must have endured. He felt a surge of regret for not being there for her, yet also a deep admiration for Jiang Zhi's tenacity despite such adversity. He knew the horror of the mysterious organization Jiang Zhi faced, a demon that could wreak havoc in the darkness, easily destroying countless lives and families.
Countless times, he impulsively wanted to rush to Jiang Zhi's side and use his strength to provide her with a safe haven. However, he also clearly understood that his rash actions could bring even greater disaster to Jiang Zhi. Although his family was large and influential, the tentacles of the mysterious organization seemed to be everywhere. If he acted rashly, he might expose Jiang Zhi's whereabouts and put her in even greater danger.
So, he could only act in secret. He dispatched his most trusted men, rigorously trained and incredibly loyal elites. Like invisible guardians, they quietly stationed themselves in every corner where Jiang Zhi might appear, closely monitoring the surroundings. If they spotted a suspicious individual approaching Jiang Zhi, they would take immediate action, quietly defusing the danger.
When Jiang Zhi was short of supplies, Shen Qingchen always offered his help in the most discreet ways. He would arrange for someone to purchase a variety of daily necessities, from fresh food to warm clothing to supplies for the children. These items would be delivered to Jiang Zhi's residence through complex channels. Sometimes, a seemingly passing traveler would inadvertently leave a package at Jiang Zhi's door; other times, through some reliable local residents, the items would be delivered to Jiang Zhi in a very natural way.
He also leveraged his extensive network of contacts and exceptional intelligence-gathering skills to delve deeper into the mysterious organization. He established connections with intelligence agencies and private investigators worldwide, spending vast sums to obtain every glimpse into the mysterious organization. Often, alone in dim light, he pored over the mountain of intelligence materials, attempting to uncover the organization's weaknesses and flaws. His eyes bloodshot, he remained focused, searching for clues between the lines. With each glimpse of useful information, he silently prayed for Jiang Zhi, hoping it would bring her one step closer to victory.
On her own battlefield, Jiang Zhi also felt Shen Qingchen's silent support. Although she refused Shen Qingchen's direct intervention, she knew that he was always protecting her from behind. Occasionally, she would find familiar traces in hidden places, which were signs left by Shen Qingchen's men, telling her that the nearby danger had been eliminated. A warm feeling would surge in her heart, but her determination for revenge made her continue to move forward alone.
Once, Jiang Zhi was pursued by assassins from a mysterious organization in a small town. She cleverly hid with her daughter in a bustling market. Using the crowd as cover, she quickly altered her and her daughter's appearance, bunning her hair, changing into simple clothes, and applying face paint to resemble ordinary peasant women. Holding her daughter tightly, she blended into the bustling crowd. The assassins searched the market, but could find no trace of Jiang Zhi. Meanwhile, Shen Qingchen's men were also working in the background, deliberately creating chaos to distract the assassins and buy Jiang Zhi precious time to escape.
Jiang Zhi knew that she and Shen Qingchen were like two stars orbiting in different orbits. Although they could not intersect for the time being, their light could still illuminate each other in the darkness. She continued to grow and become stronger on her own path, while Shen Qingchen also silently sacrificed for her behind the scenes, waiting for the arrival of the final decisive battle. They both understood that this battle against the mysterious organization was not just about personal grudges, but also about protecting those they cared about and making sure that the world would no longer be shrouded in darkness.
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