Chapter 3 The White Moonlight Returns Home (Part 3) "He hates you more than I do..."
"So what if we record it?" Yu Liang retorted angrily, "Are you going to withdraw your investment just because it's embarrassing? We're all businessmen, no one's that stupid."
"We've come this far, so even if I call those people sitting at the table today animals, what can they do to me?"
"I climbed to where I am today entirely through my own abilities. They are nothing but a bunch of dogs who rely on their connections. Who knows what despicable things they did to curry favor with the big capital behind them."
"..." Yan Quan stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can next to him, then casually pulled the recorder out of his suit jacket.
The red indicator light flashed glaringly. "Actually, you turned the water sound on quite loudly just now, so I couldn't hear anything."
Yan Quan smiled like a venomous scorpion: "But thanks to you, the part about cursing animals is recorded very clearly now."
"Hehehe... Yan Quan." Yu Liang's face flushed red and then turned pale, it was hard to tell whether it was from drunkenness or anger at being teased:
"Yes, I tricked you into coming here to act in this villainous Omega role."
"If you're so capable, go in, play the recording for them, tell them you don't want the money, and then gracefully exit the show."
Yu Liang grinned, his teeth gleaming: "But do you dare?"
"The unfinished building project still has a funding hole, and the son has to pay for the father's debts. Do you think you can escape it?"
"In order to raise money, they had no choice but to agree in a despicable manner and obediently accept the script of the conspiracy."
"What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? Still think you're some glamorous heir to a wealthy empire? Yan Quan, admit it. Now you're the one begging me for help!"
"That's awesome! That's fucking awesome!" Yu Liang growled, shaking his jaw so hard it cracked, but inside he felt an exhilarating sense of satisfaction.
From the day he noticed the "frequent and unusual" changes in the shareholding structure of the Yan Group, he keenly sensed something was amiss. When the Yan Group's projects were subsequently halted and payments were repeatedly delayed, he could hardly contain his excitement.
Even the maggots in the sewers couldn't be more pathetic. Humblely crawling and lurking in Yan Quan's college classmate's social media, just to catch a glimpse of a few words.
Persistence pays off. The moment he learned that Yan Quan was going back to China, he felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration, as if his scalp was about to tingle.
He had waited so long for this day. So long that his hands were trembling when he received the project proposal for the show.
He meticulously set up this trap step by step, from buying airport photos to trending topics, to using marketing accounts to spread rumors and hype, to shamelessly begging for investors. All this was for the prey now standing in front of him.
He wanted that head that was always held high, those eyelids that looked down at everyone with a hint of sclera showing, to bend down and beg him.
He wanted to watch this cold-blooded animal, who trampled on others' sincerity to pieces while remaining unscathed himself, be condemned, slandered, and tormented by online public opinion on the show, wishing he were dead.
"Yan Quan, don't you need cash flow? Then go on this show, playing a heartless, wanton bitch. Isn't that what you're best at?"
"Black and red are still black, Yan Quan. You've stolen everyone's attention, stirred up a storm of bloodshed, made a fortune, and then disappeared. Haven't you done enough of that?"
"Isn't this... the fastest way to pay back the money?"
Yan Quan stared quietly at the furious, raging face in front of him, and suddenly found it somewhat amusing: "...You're outwardly shouting that you hate me, but deep down you still want to help me, don't you?"
"But whether I can pay this money back or not, what's it to you?"
“You’re right. I’m short of money right now.” Yan Quan slowly approached, leaning forward to speak into Yu Liang’s ear.
“But Yu Liang, have you ever thought about this... that you are not my only option?”
Years later, he finally whispered that name again. Warm breath mixed with the swirling nicotine surged through Yu Liang's heart.
Like a wildfire, or a scorched rose that still has thorns after it has burned out.
"Guess how much my face, body, reputation, and omega reproductive organs would cost in the black market for one night?"
Yan Quan's laughter, a slight curve to her lips, was clear and captivating, like a gentle spring breeze, yet at this moment it sent chills down one's spine:
"Someone offered 100 million."
"If I were really as despicable and shameless as you think..." Yan Quan exhaled lightly, her flippant tone filled with disdain: "With your meager assets, I really wouldn't be interested."
"Yu Liang, aren't you supposed to be very smart?"
Whenever Yan Quan found something "interesting," a cool smile would spread across her eyelashes: "Why would I accept this show? How could you not have guessed?"
"Yan Quan...you, me..." Under the influence of alcohol, Yu Liang's mind was in a daze. He stood there, feeling as if his legs were filled with lead.
Yu Liang felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't tell whether he was in the restroom of a high-class club or in the abandoned school building of Nanzhong.
Or perhaps all these years, he has been standing in the middle of the dusty floor, never stepping out...
Without giving her even a second to think, Yan Quan casually blurted out the answer: "It's because of you, Yu Liang."
“You were the first person to contact me after I returned to China. Even though the solutions you proposed were useless, you kept trying to find a way.”
"At first, I thought you genuinely wanted to help me. I was even a little happy that you were able to let it go." Yan Quan pursed her lips: "Unfortunately..."
Yu Liang stubbornly replied, "I don't believe it..."
"Believe it or not." Yan Quan hooked the edge of Yu Liang's suit jacket with his finger and easily tossed a small item into the side pocket.
"You said it yourself, it must have been hard work for many years to get this project, and it must have been difficult to secure such a promising project."
"The people who are injected with capital are not as valuable as a single finger of mine. Without me, this show is bound to fail."
Yan Quan's thin lips were exquisitely beautiful. Every upward curve was meticulously sculpted to perfection, making even the words uttered from them captivating:
"How could I bear to see your years of hard work go to waste? Of course I'll cooperate with you and help your career soar to new heights."
"How could you...do this for...me?" Yu Liang murmured to himself, a glimmer of hope rekindling in his previously unfocused eyes: "Could it be..."
"No, Yu Liang."
Yan Quan's tone was icy and flat, without the slightest hesitation, as he decisively turned and left: "I forgive you for betraying me this time."
"But that's where it ends."
Yan Quan always passed by like a gust of wind.
After the wind passes, it leaves no trace.
"I've paid back everything I owed you today. All past grievances are wiped clean."
………………
After Yan Quan turned and left, Yu Liang stood there stunned for a long time.
The bathroom faucet was probably not turned off properly, and the gushing water flowed down the tiled wall of the sink, the jarring sound being quite noisy to Yu Liang's ears.
As if his soul had been ripped out, Yu Liang fumbled stiffly for a while before finally pulling out the small item Yan Quan had thrown down from his pocket.
The glaringly flashing red indicator light had now turned into a dim blue glow. Yu Liang instinctively pressed the switch with his thumb, but the buzzing and crackling of the electrical current made it impossible to hear anything clearly.
After pressing the switch several times, Yu Liang finally put his hands in his pockets and laughed loudly. The loud noise was so intense that he accidentally choked on his throat.
"Hahahaha..."
This voice recorder is completely broken. It didn't record a single word from beginning to end.
This is the real Yan Quan.
Yan Quan was extremely wicked, treating others like fools.
"Let's call it even..." Yu Liang forced himself to rub his face a few times with his palms, his eyes inexplicably dry: "What do you think I'm doing all this for, even if it means crushing my own bones to climb up the ladder?!"
"Yan Quan!" Yu Liang's hoarse scream echoed through the corridor, "Who agreed? What right do you have to unilaterally settle scores with me!"
"Did I grant you permission to wipe the slate clean?!"
Unaware of the situation, the staff rushed over and pulled the wailing man away. The lobby manager, used to such incidents, simply assumed he was just another drunken lunatic.
"Yan Quan, do you think I'm the only one who has committed sins? Seven years ago he was a monster, and now he's a madman who has connections in both the military and the business world."
Yu Liang was being held by the arm, but he felt that his mind had never been so clear.
“If you had stayed in Federation A for the rest of your life, that would have been fine, but you’re back… Yan Quan.”
"Do you think you can get away unscathed this time?" Yu Liang coughed up a mouthful of blood as he struggled to expel it from his lungs. "Impossible, Yan Quan... he's been watching you for a long time."
"He hates you more deeply and more intensely than I do."
"Your methods will be a million times more despicable and vile than mine!"
"Ha..." Yan Quan had excellent hearing, so even when he reached the elevator door, he could still clearly recognize Yu Liang's vicious curse.
His finger, unperturbed, smoothly moved across the floor button, a nonchalant smile playing on Yan Quan's lips.
"Alright, I'll wait and see."
………………
As the saying goes, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
A beautiful omega, who was touching up her makeup in the bathroom mirror, witnessed the whole farce.
As the plot reached its climax, Omega's arm, which was holding YSY's lipstick, slipped, leaving a crooked lipstick mark on her full, beautiful lips.
"...Holy shit!"
After watching the play, Omega stared at the male protagonist's tall, graceful figure as he walked away, his eyes churning with a fervent emotion that he could not calm down for a long time.
"This is... freaking awesome!"
"Didn't you say it was just a touch-up? Why is it taking so long? The director is still waiting for you..." President Li walked over, his face flushed, and patted Omega on the shoulder:
"To be honest, your makeup didn't even smudge... I don't know what kind of aesthetic sense you young people have these days, why bother with all that messy eyeshadow..."
Normally, if he were scolded like this without any explanation, the little brat would have jumped up and argued back.
But this time, Omaga stared blankly, his Adam's apple bobbing for a long time before he finally mumbled indistinctly, "Brother Li, what was the name of that incredibly beautiful woman at the dinner table just now?"
His name is Yan Quan.
"To be honest, this name is not good at all." President Li believes in fortune telling and always wants to have his fortune told: "Yan Quan, weary... isn't he just a down-on-his-luck person abandoned by God?"
"You don't know anything. This is the 21st century; we need to talk about the laws of natural science." Omega unconsciously rolled his eyes.
"If you ask me, this is what they call 'A beauty like jade on the road, a gentleman unparalleled in the world'."
"Hey, you know a poem, huh?" President Li burst into laughter, but as he laughed, he sensed something was amiss. A deep, serious look settled in his eyes: "Wait..."
Knowing his family's "special fetish," Mr. Li immediately went on the alarm and gave the man a hard flick on the forehead.
"You better behave yourself on the show, and don't you dare get any funny ideas..."
Someone's full forehead, covered with the lightest shade of foundation, suddenly had a pitiful big red mark.
"I haven't even planned what to do yet?!"
Mr. Li was still uneasy, so he leaned down and threatened in a low, menacing voice, "Your second uncle gave me instructions..."
Omega licked his lips, a flickering fire in his eyes: "What are you afraid of...? My second uncle can't possibly eat you up?"
A note from the author:
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Yu Liang, a hater whose love is so deep that it becomes twisted and perverse.
The next main character to appear was an even more obsessive and crazy fan.
Every instance of "hate" in the sentence can be replaced with "love." The core theme of this article is "A Sea of Hate and a Sky of Love & A Distorted Love."
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