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"So it was you."

Mr. Huang's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Qin Luo didn't answer, but instead took out a cigarette from his suit pocket and slowly lit it.

Pale blue smoke swirled in front of him, blurring his expression.

"security guard."

Qin Luo suddenly spoke.

Four burly men in black uniforms entered and stood in a row awaiting instructions.

"Mr. Huang has had too much to drink and needs to sober up."

Qin Luo exhaled a smoke ring, his tone as calm as if he were discussing today's weather.

"Take good care of him."

The security guards nodded in understanding, and one of them had already unbuttoned his cuff.

Mr. Huang opened his eyes wide in horror.

"Mr. Qin! Master Qin! I was wrong! I really was."

His pleas for mercy were interrupted by a heavy punch, and he fell to the ground like a broken sack.

Qin Luo walked out of the private room without looking back, closing the door behind him.

Outside the door, Xu Tianhu was still waiting. When he saw Qin Luo come out, he immediately offered him a cigarette.

"Master Qin, what do you think of this matter?"

"Keep your dog under control."

Qin Luo took the cigarette but didn't light it; he just held it between his fingers and played with it.

"If it happens again, you know the consequences."

Xu Tianhu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he nodded repeatedly.

The sounds of heavy pounding and Boss Huang's screams came from inside the private room, but Qin Luo ignored them. He leaned against the wall in the corridor, finished a cigarette, and the noise inside gradually subsided.

The security captain pushed open the door and came out, his uniform stained with a few drops of blood.

"Master Qin, it's done."

Qin Luo stubbed out his cigarette and went back into the private room.

Mr. Huang was huddled in the corner, his expensive suit wrinkled like a rag, his face bruised and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing Qin Luo enter, he struggled to his feet and then knelt on the ground again.

"Minyun Real Estate Co., Ltd."

Qin Luo sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed.

"On the surface, it's your business, Mr. Huang, but the real boss is Zhang Qilin, right?"

Boss Huang trembled, clearly not expecting Qin Luo to know this secret.

"I'm just a small shareholder."

He mumbled incoherently, his lips swollen like two sausages.

Qin Luo chuckled softly.

"I'm sparing your life today because I want to cooperate with you."

Mr. Huang raised his head, his swollen eyes filled with doubt and fear.

"Zhang Qilin is currently bidding on a plot of land in the eastern part of the city."

Qin Luo took a document out of his pocket and threw it in front of Boss Huang.

"I need you to help me get his bid."

Mr. Huang's hands were shaking like a leaf.

"This is corporate espionage! If Mr. Zhang finds out, he'll kill me!"

"If you don't help me, you'll die right now."

Qin Luo's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable power.

"Help me, and you'll not only live, but you'll also get Zhang Qilin's shares."

Mr. Huang's breathing quickened, and greed and fear battled in his eyes.

Finally, he picked up the document with trembling hands and stuffed it into his suit pocket.

"One week."

Qin Luo stood up and looked down at him.

"do not let me down."

It was late at night when I left the private club.

Qin Luo headed towards the parking lot, but stopped in his tracks as he passed through the lobby.

Chen Yihan was curled up on the leather sofa, completely drunk and unconscious.

The club's staff covered her with a blanket but dared not move her without permission.

"Director Chen?"

Qin Luo frowned and gently patted her cheek.

Chen Yihan mumbled something indistinctly, turned over, and almost rolled off the sofa.

Qin Luo quickly caught her and sighed.

Give me her bag.

Qin Luo said to the waiter.

After finding the address in Chen Yihan's bag, Qin Luo picked her up and carried her horizontally.

The woman was as light as a feather, and the faint scent of perfume mixed with the aroma of alcohol lingered around Qin Luo's nose.

Xuemao Community is a high-end residential area in the city. Qin Luo parked the car in the underground parking lot and then carried Chen Yihan up the elevator.

28th floor, room 2802.

He took the key out of Chen Yihan's bag, opened the door, and went inside.

The apartment was decorated in a simple yet exquisite style, with several abstract paintings hanging on the living room wall and fresh white roses on the coffee table.

Qin Luo went straight to the bedroom and gently placed Chen Yihan on the bed.

"water"

Chen Yihan suddenly murmured, her brows slightly furrowed.

Qin Luo poured a glass of warm water, helped her sit up, and carefully fed her a few sips.

Water droplets slid down the corner of her mouth, and Qin Luo gently wiped them away with his thumb.

"have a good rest."

He whispered, tucked her in, and prepared to leave.

"Don't go."

Chen Yihan's voice suddenly became clear. Qin Luo turned around and found that she had sat up. Although her eyes were still a little dazed, she was obviously much more awake.

"Are you pretending to be drunk?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

Chen Yihan bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol and shyness.

"I just wanted to see if you would take advantage of me in my vulnerable state."

Qin Luo chuckled.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"You are more upright than I thought."

Chen Yihan threw off the covers and stood up unsteadily.

"I'm going to take a shower. Wait for me a moment, I have something to tell you."

Qin Luo wanted to refuse, but seeing her stubborn eyes, he nodded.

The sound of water soon came from the bathroom. Qin Luo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city's night view.

Neon lights flash, cars stream by, this city that never sleeps is forever filled with desire and calculation.

"what!"

A scream came from the bathroom, followed by a thud as something heavy fell to the ground.

"Ivy Chen?"

Qin Luo walked quickly to the bathroom door.

"Are you OK?"

"I...I fell down."

Chen Yihan's voice was filled with pain.

"I think I twisted my left ankle again."

Qin Luo hesitated for two seconds before pushing open the door. The bathroom was filled with steam, and the fragrance of shower gel wafted towards him.

Chen Yihan sat on the ground, wrapped only in a bath towel, with water droplets still clinging to her bare shoulders and collarbone.

"Can you stand up?"

Qin Luo looked away and reached out his hand.

Chen Yihan grabbed his arm and tried to get up, but her foot slipped and she fell forward.

Qin Luo instinctively caught her, but the bath towel came loose during the tug and slipped to the ground.

Time seemed to freeze for a second.

Chen Yihan exclaimed in surprise, instinctively covering her chest with her hands, blushing so much that even the roots of her ears turned red.

Qin Luo remained surprisingly calm. He bent down, picked up the towel, wrapped it around her again, and then picked her up in his arms.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before."

He said it calmly, his tone revealing no emotion.

Qin Luo carefully placed Chen Yihan on the bed in the bedroom, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a fragile piece of porcelain.

Only a warm yellow bedside lamp was on in the bedroom, its soft light falling on Chen Yihan's pale face. "Don't move, let me see your feet."

Qin Luo knelt on one knee by the bed and gently lifted Chen Yihan's left ankle.

Chen Yihan instinctively flinched, but the pain made her gasp.

"hiss"

"to beat."

Qin Luo's voice was deep and gentle as his fingers expertly examined her injuries.

His fingertips were warm, yet his touch was exceptionally gentle, as if he were stroking a feather.

"It's alright, it's just a sprain, the bones are fine."

Qin Luo breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Chen Yihan with a smile.

"I'll give you a massage. It might hurt a little, but the pain will go away quickly."

Chen Yihan bit her lower lip and nodded, her fingers unconsciously gripping the bed sheet tightly.

Qin Luo placed his palm on her swollen ankle, and a warm current emanated from his palm, causing her to open her eyes wide in surprise.

"This is... internal energy?"

Chen Yihan looked at Qin Luo in disbelief.

Qin Luo did not answer, focusing intently on controlling the flow of his internal energy.

His technique was skillful; he would press and knead, and each touch landed precisely on the acupoints.

Chen Yihan felt the pain gradually lessen, replaced by a comfortable warmth.

Ten minutes later, Qin Luo released his grip.

"Okay, the swelling has gone down a lot. We'll have it treated again tomorrow, and then you should be able to walk normally."

Chen Yihan moved her ankle and was surprised to find that the pain had indeed lessened a lot.

"Thank you, Qin Luo. I didn't expect you to know this."

"Small idea."

Qin Luo stood up, took a thin blanket from the wardrobe, and gently covered Chen Yihan with it.

"You rest first, I'll go get you a glass of water."

As he turned to leave, Chen Yihan suddenly called out to him.

"and many more!"

"what happened?"

Qin Luo turned around.

Chen Yihan's face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head and whispered.

"Could you turn around first? I want to change my clothes."

Qin Luo was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly turned to face the wall.

"Of course, please go ahead."

There was a rustling sound behind her, the blanket was pulled back, and then Chen Yihan's soft gasps of pain.

Qin Luo stared at the patterns on the wall, trying to focus his attention on those meaningless lines.

"All right."

A few minutes later, Chen Yihan's voice came through.

Qin Luo turned around and saw that Chen Yihan had changed into a loose T-shirt and sweatpants, and her hair was tied back into a ponytail.

Although her face was still a little pale, she looked much more energetic.

"Thank you, Qin Luo."

Chen Yihan said sincerely.

"If it weren't for you tonight, I really don't know what would have happened."

Qin Luo waved his hand and said half-jokingly.

Saying thank you verbally isn't enough.

He meant it as a joke, but Chen Yihan suddenly looked up and stared directly into his eyes.

"How about I repay you with my body?"

"what?"

Qin Luo almost choked on his own saliva.

"What did you say?"

Chen Yihan's expression was unusually serious.

"I mean, I've decided to accept your suggestion this morning. From today onwards, you're my boss, and I'll work for you."

Qin Luo then understood what she meant, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a strange sense of loss.

He sat down on the chair by the bed.

"Why did you suddenly figure it out?"

Chen Yihan's eyes dimmed as she looked down at her fingers.

"What happened tonight has made me realize a lot. Can I tell you my story?"

Qin Luo nodded.

"Of course, I'm listening."

“I come from a very poor rural area.”

Chen Yihan's voice was very soft, as if she were telling someone else's story.

“My family only had a few acres of poor land, and my parents had to support three children. I am the eldest sister, and I have known since I was a child that I should help share the burden of the family.”

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silver line on the floor.

Chen Yihan's gaze fell on the beam of light, and she continued.

“I started doing part-time jobs in high school, and I even worked three jobs at the same time in college. After graduation, I tried all sorts of small businesses, including opening an online store, doing personal shopping, and even setting up a street stall.”

Qin Luo listened quietly without interrupting her.

"Three years ago, I finally saved enough money to start my current property management company."

Chen Yihan gave a wry smile.

"I thought I had finally made it through, but tonight's events have completely woken me up. Without a backer or connections, all my efforts could vanish overnight."

Her voice was choked up.

"That Mr. Wang, he could bankrupt my company with just a word. But you, with just one phone call, can make him kneel down and beg for mercy. That's reality."

Qin Luo reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

Chen Yihan

"So I've figured it out."

Chen Yihan raised her head, her eyes shining with determination.

"I'm placing my hopes on you. Qin Luo, let me work for you. My company can be integrated into your system, and I can be your right-hand man. I don't want to be manipulated by others anymore."

Looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, Qin Luo felt a complex mix of emotions.

He has seen too many people defeated by reality, but Chen Yihan is different. Even after recognizing reality, she still chooses to fight hard.

"it is good."

Qin Luo finally nodded.

"Starting tomorrow, you will be a member of my team."

Chen Yihan's eyes lit up, like stars suddenly lit up in the night sky.

"Really? You don't mind that my company is small?"

"I value you as a person, not the size of the company."

Qin Luo smiled.

"However, working for me won't be easy, so you'd better be mentally prepared."

"I'm not afraid of hard work!"

Chen Yihan said excitedly, but then the movement aggravated her foot injury, causing her to wince in pain.

Qin Luo shook his head helplessly.

"Right now, you need to rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Chen Yihan is indeed tired; she experienced too many emotional ups and downs tonight.

She nodded and slowly slid into the covers.

Qin Luo tucked her in and was about to leave when he heard her mumble something in her sleep.

"Qin Luo, thank you."

Looking back, Ivy Chen had already closed her eyes, and her breathing had become even and long.

Under the moonlight, her face appeared exceptionally gentle, a stark contrast to the decisive and powerful woman she was during the day.

Qin Luo gently closed the bedroom door and went to lie down on the sofa in the living room.

He stared at the ceiling, replaying in his mind everything that had happened that night, as well as the story Chen Yihan had told him.

After an unknown amount of time, he fell into a deep sleep.

She slowly woke up when sunlight streamed through the curtains and shone on her face.

For a moment, she was somewhat disoriented.

It wasn't until I saw the unfamiliar ceiling and room layout that memories of last night came flooding back.

She sat up abruptly, a dull pain shooting through her ankle, but it was much better than last night.

Looking around, she found herself alone in the bedroom; Qin Luo was nowhere to be seen.

There was a glass of water and two pills on the bedside table, with a note next to them.

"Take your medicine when you wake up. Breakfast is in the kitchen; just heat it up in the microwave. Call me if you need anything." - Qin Luo

Chen Yihan picked up the water glass; the water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold. (End of Chapter)