Chapter 166 Because this world belongs to them
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As night falls and the lights come on, the tall buildings sparkle in the light and people flow through them.
In the dark corners, beggars on the city streets huddled in the cold wind, skinny and ragged, holding begging bowls in their hands and stretching out their hands to beg passers-by.
Whenever someone passed by, they would be looked at with pity or contempt. Occasionally they would get some change or food, but more often than not, they would only be met with indifference and disregard.
With a "ding dong" sound, a coin fell steadily into the iron bowl.
Gu Zhaoye looked up in disbelief.
An old lady with delicate makeup and a brand-name bag in her hand sighed and shook her head, "How come young people with hands and feet are learning to beg for food?"
Gu Zhaoye was completely stunned.
"Hahahahahaha." A burst of laughter came from the side. Someone supported his forehead with his hands, and his body shook with laughter.
Then there was a "ding-dong" sound - the coin fell into Mu Liansheng's bowl.
His laughter stopped abruptly.
The world seemed to be quiet.
Until a cool breeze blew by, Gu Zhaoye cursed in annoyance and kicked away the iron bowl in front of him.
"I'm going to dig up Xiao Jingrun's ancestral grave, damn, that bastard!"
As soon as he opened his eyes, he arrived at the beggars' den.
Mu Liansheng woke up early and seemed calmer than Gu Zhaoye.
He thought it was quite interesting and spent the whole afternoon role-playing.
Although the women passing by thought he was a gigolo.
Moreover, I would like to invite him to stay overnight at my home, and the price is negotiable.
With that enchanting face, a man can become a top male model even from a beggar's den.
His pair of charming peach blossom eyes smiled into crescents, and he folded his arms and leaned lazily against the wall with a lazy look on his face. He did not take this predicament seriously at all.
"Tsk tsk, is there any other beggar as handsome as me in this world?"
He was wearing only a shirt, and if he wasn't in a beggar's den, no one would have thought he was a beggar.
Gu Zhaoye was different. He had a sinister look on his face, ferocious eyes and eyebrows, and his hair was messy. He would yell at passers-by from time to time and pick up broken bowls on the ground and throw them at them.
He looks like a mentally ill patient who has fallen on hard times.
He had no money or cell phone, and his only identity document was gone. He wanted to go to the police station, but Mu Liansheng persuaded him, "It's useless. Xiao Jingrun dared to do this, and he had already asked for your father's consent."
"Zhao Ye, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being so useless. Uncle Gu had to resort to extreme measures to force you."
It is normal in their circle that if you want to become a qualified heir, you have to accept various tests.
In our parents’ generation, there were more children in the family, the tests were more brutal, and one could lose his life at any time.
Take the Mu family for example. The current head of the Mu family went to the violent armed area in person in order to gain control of overseas gold mines. He stayed there for five or six years and encountered countless assassinations and conspiracies. He even once escaped death three times within 24 hours.
The inheritance of wealth and power is never smooth.
As the only son, it is impossible for Gu Zhaoye to inherit all this without any worries. Even if his mother loves him, his father will not let him go easily.
This is something every heir must go through.
From the moment they stepped onto the cruise ship, everything was leading up to this moment.
"Don't reveal your identity easily. This is the Chu family's territory." Mu Liansheng said nonchalantly, "Things are different now. If you fall into the hands of those people, they might sell you for a good price."
"Fuck! This is a lousy place!" Gu Zhaoye was unhappy. "That old bastard Gu Wu isn't afraid that I will die here!"
Mu Liansheng laughed even more happily, "If you can go back alive, maybe Uncle Gu will give up the idea of keeping a lover outside and having an illegitimate child. After all, our Young Master Gu is still a talented person with great potential."
"Uncle Mu would like you to die here, right? I haven't even congratulated you yet, and you have a new brother."
Gu Zhaoye touched his pocket, his gloomy eyes full of mockery, and he ground his back teeth again and again.
Mu Liansheng looked at him, not angry, but just smiling so hard that his shoulders were shaking.
"What are you laughing at? I'm so unlucky to be in the same group with you." Gu Zhaoye is not stupid. He knows that everyone else must have gone home, so there is no need to worry about Jiang Zhiyue's situation.
Because this world belongs to them.
Such a test belongs only to them.
Neon lights flickered, and light and shadows fell, as if something silently split the ground in two. Gu Zhaoye looked up and saw a few large words flashing on the huge advertising screen on the building - [Welcome to, Xinma Lanzhou].
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Jiang Zhiyue was awakened by the cold.
It wasn't like the night on a deserted island, where the cold air cut into the skin like a knife and tried to suck all the warmth out of the body.
This chill was as if locked by something, and her entire body was enveloped in this gloomy coldness. The extremely oppressive aura pressed towards her like an overwhelming force.
Jiang Zhiyue felt dizzy and slowly opened her eyes.
A small warm yellow chandelier flickered, and the light in the room flickered.
Dust floats in the air.
Many tiny grains of sand kept falling on her face, her nose felt itchy and she sneezed.
"Here is..."
Jiang Zhiyue hasn't reacted yet.
Her hands were on the ground, icy cold, with a puddle of water on them.
Jiang Zhiyue lowered her head suddenly, then raised it again.
The chill in the air became even stronger.
She finally knew where the discomfort came from.
This is a simple shed, and because it is small, the space for activities is very limited.
The shabby windows stood open, covered in dust and grime, black with a sticky layer of dirt.
A pungent smell wafted in from outside.
In the dark corner, the man was wearing a neat haute couture suit, had an almost demanding aesthetic, and had his hair neatly combed back.
His eyes were dark and fierce, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.
He stood there coldly, looking at her coldly, and no one knew how long he had been looking at her.
Jiang Zhiyue's eyes suddenly met his and she took a breath.
The other party did not make any sound, standing in the dark like a ghost, even his breathing was light, but no one could ignore his aura.
"Master Qin, Master Qin..." Jiang Zhiyue felt like a thorn in her back, unable to believe it.
Qin Si tilted his head slightly, and his eyes became even darker.
Jiang Zhiyue quickly got up from the ground and looked around.
Outside, it was broad daylight.
The windows of this light-tight shed were wide open, and the only light was blocked by the densely packed sheds surrounding it.
Depressed and suffocating.
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