Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Qin Luo's pupils contracted slightly the moment he saw the long-haired man in black.

He sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from the other person!

This aura is somewhat similar to that of the mysterious "shaman" he had encountered before; both belong to the kind of existence that exists outside the rules of the ordinary world!

The visitor was none other than Blade, the most mysterious and loyal bodyguard of Old Master Mu!
A terrifying figure known in the underworld of Mindu for his unpredictable throwing knife skills, who is usually elusive and only obeys the orders of Old Master Mu!
Blade ignored everyone else and focused his gaze directly on Qin Luo. His cold eyes held a rare hint of urgency as he bowed slightly to Qin Luo, his voice deep and clear.

"Mr. Qin, my name is Blade. I am acting on the orders of the old man... no, I am begging you! Please come with me to the hospital immediately to save the old man's life! No matter the outcome, I, Blade, will owe you a favor!"

His tone was earnest and unquestionable, but it was also a disguised warning and deterrent—with him around, Prince Hui couldn't cause any trouble.

When Prince Hui faced the blade, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. His previous arrogance vanished instantly, and he obediently lowered his head, not daring to voice any further objections.

He knew all too well the terrifying power of the blade and its place in Old Master Mu's heart.

Qin Luo gave Dao Feng a deep look, then glanced at the deathly pale-faced Prince Hui, knowing that the situation at the hospital had probably reached a critical point.

He nodded.

"lead the way."

……

When the group rushed to the VIP emergency area on the top floor of Mindu First Hospital, the scene before them made Daofeng's expression change drastically!
In the corridor outside the emergency room, a large group of people were kneeling down! They were all high-ranking figures and veteran core members of Anbang Group!
Their faces were filled with grief as they repeatedly kowtowed towards the closed emergency room doors, creating an atmosphere of despair and impending doom.
"not good!"

Blade's heart skipped a beat. Forgetting all etiquette, he grabbed Qin Luo's arm and practically dragged him through the crowd, rushing into the emergency room!

The atmosphere inside the emergency room was even more heavy and oppressive.

Grandpa Mu lay quietly on the operating table, covered with a white sheet, with only his head exposed. His face was ashen and lifeless.

Qiu Qinxiang slumped into a chair, tears streaming down her face, her makeup ruined.

Mu Linshan threw herself onto the operating table, tightly gripping Old Master Mu's already cold hand, crying her heart out, tears streaming down her face. Her grief was so intense that it was heartbreaking.

When Qin Luo's gaze inadvertently swept over Mu Linshan's tear-streaked profile, for some reason, his heart stirred, and a strange, inexplicable feeling of déjà vu arose within him.

The moment Qin Luo rushed in, Mu Linshan subconsciously looked up at him.

The moment their eyes met, she was slightly taken aback. A faint, almost imperceptible, change flashed in her beautiful, red, and swollen eyes, but it was quickly overwhelmed by immense sorrow.

As if grasping at the last straw, she let go of Grandpa Mu's hand, staggered to Qin Luo, grabbed his arm, her voice choked and trembling, filled with endless pleading.

"Mr. Qin! Doctor Qin! Please! Save my godfather! I beg you! I'll agree to any condition if you can save him!"

Qin Luo could feel the coldness and trembling in her hands. He didn't say anything, but simply nodded steadily.

"I try my best."

He strode to the operating table and, under the complex gazes of everyone—a mixture of tension, anticipation, and doubt—gently lifted the white sheet covering Old Master Mu.

He stretched out his finger and placed it on Old Master Mu's carotid artery, concentrating to sense it... but there was no pulse at all.

He bent down and placed his ear against the old man's chest... It was deathly silent; no heartbeat could be heard.

Three renowned doctors, Zhang Yuanchao, Li Ping, and Huang Weimin, stood aside, shaking their heads with grave expressions. They had exhausted all means, but to no avail.

Qin Luo remained silent for a moment, and finally, under the almost burning expectant gazes of Mu Linshan and Qiu Qinxiang, he slowly and heavily shook his head.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Linshan and Qiu Qinxiang, whose faces had turned deathly pale in an instant. He announced the cruel truth in a low and clear voice.

"I'm sorry... the old man... his pulse has stopped, his heart is unresponsive... he has... passed away."

"I am powerless to do anything about it."

……

After one hour.

The largest conference room on the top floor of the Anbang Group headquarters building.

The atmosphere was as heavy as the silence before a storm.

Around the circular conference table, large enough to accommodate over a hundred people, sat all the well-known senior managers, regional heads, and powerful veterans of the Anbang Group. The crowd, numbering over a hundred, was dense and silent.

The conference room was clearly divided into two major camps, left and right.

On the left, Mu Linshan, whose eyes were still red-rimmed but who had forced herself to be spirited and whose face was stern, led the group, followed by the heads of "legitimate" businesses such as security companies and property management companies. They were disciplined and solemn.

On the right, Qiu Qinxiang, who had just touched up her makeup but could not hide her haggardness and unease, was at the center. Behind her were the bosses of "shady" businesses such as entertainment venues and underground casinos, exuding a fierce aura and with gleaming eyes.

All eyes were focused on the front of the conference room, on Attorney Wang, who had been invited to represent law and procedure, and on Daofeng, who stood beside him with a cold expression and holding an antique wooden box.

That wooden box contained the will of Old Master Mu, which would determine the future of Anbang Group and the future of the hundreds of people present!

Blade stepped forward, his cold gaze sweeping across the room to confirm that the will was sealed intact, then nodded to Attorney Wang.

Attorney Wang took a deep breath and, under the watchful eyes of countless tense onlookers, carefully removed the seal and took out the documents inside.

He cleared his throat and began to read in as steady a tone as possible.

According to Mr. Mu's last will and testament, the shares of Anbang Group held under his name are distributed as follows.

"

"Adopted son, Blade, will inherit five percent."

"Ms. Qiu Qinxiang will inherit 10%."

"Adopted daughter, Mu Linshan, will inherit 15 percent."

Attorney Wang paused for a moment after reading this.

A barely suppressed uproar erupted from the audience!

Blade's 5%, Qiu Qinxiang's 10%, Mu Linshan's 15%... the three of them combined only amount to 30%!
What about the remaining... that massive 70% of shares?!
Where did they go?!
Everyone's hearts were gripped by this enormous suspense! The meeting room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; only heavy breathing and heartbeats could be heard.
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Attorney Wang's brief pause felt like an eternity, leaving everyone in the conference room on the edge of their seats. Every gaze was fixed on the will in his hand, and the air was thick with a deathly silence, almost like the prelude to an explosion.

Finally, Attorney Wang took a deep breath, as if using all his strength, and read out the last and most earth-shattering clause of the will.

"The remaining 70 percent of Anbang Group's shares will be inherited entirely by... Mr. Qin Luo."

……

Quiet.

Deathly silence!

The moment Attorney Wang uttered the name "Qin Luo" and the number "seventy percent," the entire large conference room seemed to be muted, falling into absolute, deathly silence!

Everyone seemed to have been struck by an invisible thunderbolt, frozen in place, their expressions contorted into various unbelievable and comical shapes.

Qin Luo?

Seventy percent?!

The impact of these two words combined is even more unacceptable and mind-blowing than the news of Grandpa Mu's sudden passing!

After a brief silence came a commotion and uproar, like a volcanic eruption!

"Qin Luo?! Who is Qin Luo?!"

"I've never heard of this name before! Does our company have such a person?"

"What a joke! Seventy percent?! Old Master Mu gave the vast majority of his family business to an outsider?!"

"How is that possible?! Miss Linshan and Madam Qinxiang combined only have 25%!"
Why does Qin Luo deserve 70%?!

"This is insane! There must be some mistake!"

A tidal wave of discussion, questioning, and screams erupted, instantly turning the entire conference room into an uproar! Everyone's face was filled with bewilderment, shock, and a sense of being fooled.

Mu Linshan's previously composed and aloof face froze upon hearing the name "Qin Luo." The face of the young man in the hospital emergency room flashed through her mind, along with those eyes that had given her a strange feeling… It was him?!

Immediately, a huge sense of absurdity and the stinging pain of betrayal surged into my heart!

She dedicated so much to the group, transforming the security and property management business into an industry leader in five years, only to receive 15% in the end?
And a complete stranger who appeared out of nowhere, with no connection to the old man, took seventy percent of it?!
How could she accept this?!
Qiu Qinxiang's reaction was even more direct and intense!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, she screamed and sprang up from her seat, rushing forward like a madwoman and roughly snatching the will from the still-dazed lawyer Wang's hand!
Her eyes widened as she stared intently at the contents written in black and white on the paper—[Qin Luo, inherits 70% of Anbang Group's shares].

Those perfectly clear handwritings, at this moment, seemed to her like the most vicious curse!
"Fake!
This will is fake! It has been altered!

Qiu Qinxiang waved the will in her hand, her voice so sharp it pierced the eardrums, her face flushed red with excitement and anger.

"How could the old man possibly give so many shares to an outsider?! A greenhorn we've never even heard of?! Attorney Wang! You tell me!"
What on earth is going on?! Did you do this?!

Attorney Wang was so frightened by Qiu Qinxiang's shrewish demeanor that he took a step back, his face full of grievance and confusion. He waved his hands repeatedly and hurriedly tried to explain.

"Madam Qiu! Please calm down!"

This...this will was personally sealed and handed to me by Mr. Mu. I had no idea about it before! I've followed the old man for so many years, and...I've never heard him mention a Mr. Qin Luo!

This...this is really strange..."

He hesitated for a moment, but out of professional ethics, he added.

"From a procedural standpoint, the will was sealed properly, and the signing and witnessing complied with legal requirements."

But... but the content was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

If anyone disagrees with this, I suggest... you can apply for forensic handwriting analysis and authentication..."

However, neither Mu Linshan nor Qiu Qinxiang listened to what he said.

They didn't believe it was true, or rather, they didn't want to believe it was true!

Once the legality of this will is recognized, it means that the young man named Qin Luo will become the largest shareholder of Anbang Group without lifting a finger, possessing absolute control!
All their previous open and covert struggles, all their schemes and plans, will instantly become meaningless!
They will lose their last excuse and legal basis for vying for control of the group!

This is something they absolutely cannot accept!
"Authenticate? Of course we need an authentication!"

Qiu Qinxiang said through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with resentment.

"But until the expert opinion is released, this will is invalid!"

Although Mu Linshan did not lose her composure like Qiu Qinxiang, her cold eyes were filled with determination. She slowly stood up, her voice not loud, but clearly carried throughout the entire conference room.

"Attorney Wang, the group will initiate an investigation into the authenticity of this will."

Until the truth comes to light, all matters concerning the group will be decided and maintained jointly by the existing management team.

Her meaning was clear: she did not recognize Qin Luo's right of inheritance, but at least wanted to buy time and find a way to overturn this "unreasonable" will, or... use other methods to "take back" what rightfully belonged to them!
The atmosphere in the meeting room was awkward. Those who had initially hoped for a favorable outcome in the distribution of the inheritance now looked at each other, unsure of what to do. With Old Master Mu having just passed away and his funeral arrangements still pending, it was clearly not the right time to immediately resolve this complex inheritance dispute.

"Since we can't reach a consensus for now, let's stop here for today."

Mu Linshan suppressed the turmoil in her heart and prepared to adjourn the meeting. She needed time to calm down and reorganize her plans.

Qiu Qinxiang glared hatefully at the will in her hand, preparing to leave and go back to think of a solution.

However, just as everyone was getting up to leave the suffocating meeting room, with their own thoughts in mind—

"Huh! Huh!"

Two extremely sharp whistling sounds, like the hiss of venomous snakes, rang out without warning!
Two cold, sharp glints shot out from a shadowy corner of the conference room at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect!

“Knock! Knock!”

Two muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously!
Two thin, cicada-wing-like throwing knives, gleaming with a chilling light, were like precision-guided missiles, embedding themselves deeply into the heavy solid wood conference table in front of Mu Linshan and Qiu Qinxiang! (End of Chapter)