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“I’ve made up my mind, wait a moment.” Xian Yaowen took off his suit and spread it on the beach, then helped Huo Zhixian sit down. “Huo Tingchuan and Fu Sijiu were kidnapped by the same kidnapper when they were eight years old. They were rescued by five-year-old Shen Nanzhi. Huo Tingchuan knew very well that the person who saved him was Shen Nanzhi, but Fu Sijiu always mistook it for Shen Xingli.”

"Huh? How could you mistake your own savior? Do Shen Nanzhi and Shen Xingli look that alike?"

"The Fu family and the Shen family are neighbors. Shen Xingli, as the adopted daughter of the Shen family, and Fu Sijiu were childhood sweethearts. When Fu Sijiu was rescued, he was unconscious. The first person he saw when he woke up was Shen Xingli."

"Oh." Huo Zhixian suddenly realized, "What about Shen Nanzhi?"

"Shen Nanzhi was lost at a young age and was adopted by a fishmonger named Da Kou Xian. Da Kou Xian was a gambler who would send all the money he earned from selling fish to the gambling den, so the family lived a very frugal life. Shen Nanzhi started working as a handyman at a chicken stall when she was five years old. Most of the people at the chicken stall were unfortunate and took good care of her, but the madam was very harsh on her, always beating and scolding her, and still thinking about waiting for her to grow up and become a prostitute."

"You mean that chicken stall? I thought it was a place that sells chickens."

"The female lead, of course, has to have a tragic background." Patting Huo Zhixian's hand, Xian Yaowen continued the story, "After Fu Sijiu returned, the Fu and Shen families quickly arranged a marriage between Fu Sijiu and Shen Xingli. Because he remembered the life-saving grace, Fu Sijiu doted on Shen Xingli very much."

However, Huo Tingchuan and his family were still thinking about Shen Nanzhi and had been searching for their savior. Huo Tingchuan even considered Shen Nanzhi his bride and wanted to find her so he could marry her when he grew up.

"And then what? Did Huo Tingchuan and the others grow up?"

Xian Yaowen gently stroked Huo Zhixian's nose. "Don't be impatient, I'm about to say it."

Huo Zhixian pouted, "Okay, tell me quickly."

"Time quickly passed to eleven years later. His eldest brother, Xian Yaowen, was twenty years old and had also become a gambling addict..."

Huo Zhixian chuckled and said, "Xian Yaowen?"

"Stop laughing, do you still want to hear the story?"

Huo Zhixian covered her mouth and nodded.

"With two gambling addicts in the family, life was incredibly difficult. The father and son owed a huge sum of money to loan sharks, so they sold Shen Nanzhi to a brothel to pay off the debt. That day, it was raining heavily, and Shen Nanzhi's virginity was sold to the boss of the 41M gang..."

"Which club is 41M? Is it number 14?"

“How can real gangs appear in stories? I’m worried the 14K will send people to kill me.”

Huo Zhixian smiled with narrowed eyes: "Which triad in Hong Kong would dare to cause you trouble? You'd be fine as long as you don't cause them trouble."

She had heard Huo Baocai say that Li Caifa was most likely dead at the hands of Xian Yaowen. Xian Yaowen was a smuggling tycoon whose name was only heard but whose face was never seen. He was a big shot who operated the Tian Er and Taiwan gunboats at sea, and he had countless desperados under his command. In addition, many people regarded Xian Yaowen as a British man.

Sin Yiu-man is rich, influential, and has a powerful background; she doesn't believe any Hong Kong triad would dare to mess with him.

Sin Yiu-man chuckled and continued the story, "Shen Nanzhi didn't encounter a miracle. The madam of the brothel had plenty of ways to manipulate people, and she was drugged."

When the effects of the drug wore off, Shen Nanzhi woke up. She picked up the gang leader's Ma brand pistol and repeatedly pulled the trigger. She fired five shots, killing the gang leader. Then, just as her underlings broke down the door, she put the gun to her chin and said to the world: "My life has been like a dark room for a long time, and I never came out of it."

She pulled the trigger, but the gun was empty; she didn't die.

As she lay dying, a long line of grocery shopping trucks drove up the street outside the chicken stall, stretching from one end of the street to the other, totaling eighty-eight trucks.

The long line of cars stopped, and three people got out of each car. They were all dressed in black suits and sunglasses, and they were all big and burly, looking like they were not to be trifled with.

There's a Rolls-Royce in the middle of the long queue... Hey, have you seen Zhang Yang in the movie "God of Gamblers"?

Huo Zhixian nodded vigorously, "I've seen it."

"Then try to recall the music that played when the God of Gamblers appeared in your mind."

Huo Zhixian asked cutely, "Why?"

"It makes you feel more immersed."

"Oh."

"The Rolls-Royce door opened, and a dashing gentleman in a white trench coat stepped out. As soon as his foot touched the ground, the Hidden Dragon Guards—those 264 burly men in black who had gotten out of the car beforehand—shouted in unison... well, I can't think of a suitable word right now, you can figure it out yourself, anyway, they were incredibly imposing."

Huo Zhixian chuckled and asked, "Is the gentleman in white Huo Tingchuan?"

"It's obvious that after Huo Tingchuan made a grand entrance, he rushed into the chicken stall all by himself, without any of the Hidden Dragon Guards following him. They were just props, only used to highlight Huo Tingchuan's imposing presence; they're just for show and can't be used in real life."

Huo Zhixian shook her head. "This doesn't make sense. The bodyguards should be sent to rescue people. How can Huo Tingchuan risk his life himself?"

"Zhixian, I'm telling a love story. Your focus should be on the emotions, not the story's logic. Love stories don't need to be reasonable or logical; they just need to capture people's hearts with the progression of emotions."

Huo Zhixian pouted, "Okay."

"Speaking of Huo Tingchuan rushing into the chicken stall, facing a group of underlings, he was unstoppable, killing everyone in his path. Of course, one fist can't fight four hands, and he was also injured. He was hit on the head by Yuan blue and white porcelain and Jun porcelain, and a fish intestine sword was stuck in his waist."

Huo Zhixian opened her mouth, then closed it again, filtering out the jumbled thoughts on her own.

"Huo Tingchuan held the dying Shen Nanzhi in his arms, shaking her while screaming in anguish: Zhixian, Zhixian, don't die, I finally found you, don't die... Ouch!"

Huo Zhixian said reproachfully, "Don't use my name."

"Okay, okay, Shen Nanzhi, Shen Nanzhi, don't die..."

"Skip this section."

“Alright.” Xian Yaowen pursed his lips and continued to make up a story, “Huo Tingchuan saved Shen Nanzhi because he discovered a plum blossom-shaped birthmark on Shen Nanzhi’s collarbone. Shen Nanzhi then returned to the Shen family to acknowledge her ancestors.”

However, Shen Nanzhi's life did not turn bright. The Shen family only valued their adopted daughter, Shen Xingli, and no one cared about Shen Nanzhi, their biological daughter. Shen Xingli was afraid that Shen Nanzhi would take everything away from her, so she kept causing trouble, making Shen Nanzhi live in the servants' quarters, not allowing her to eat at the table, not allowing her to enter the kitchen, and not giving her any pocket money. Despite being the eldest daughter of the Shen family, she had to solve her own three meals a day.

Moreover, the marriage agreement between the Fu and Shen families changed from Shen Xingli to Shen Nanzhi. Fu Sijiu disliked Shen Nanzhi and helped Shen Xingli frame her, causing her to be repeatedly punished by family law. Her upper body was covered with whip marks, she broke an arm and a leg, and now she walks with a limp.

Huo Zhixian grabbed Xian Yaowen's arm and shook it, "Don't you have an enemy named Shen Nanzhi? Why did you make her suffer so much? Can you change your mind?"

"Is it terrible?" Sin Yiu-man asked with a wicked grin.

"Isn't that terrible?"

"That's not enough. Hong Kong isn't big. Shen Nanzhi's ordeal at the chicken stall can't be kept secret. She was bullied by female classmates at school, gang-raped by male classmates, and photos were taken of her. One of the male classmates, Ma Tingqiang, used the photos to blackmail Shen Nanzhi into sleeping with Ma's business partner..."

"Stop talking." Huo Zhixian covered her ears. "Shen Nanzhi is too pitiful. I don't want to hear it. Xian Yaowen, you are a big bad guy, the worst bad guy in the world."

Sin Yiu-man thought to himself, "I haven't even mentioned kidney or heart transplant yet, and he can't take it anymore. What a pity. This is supposed to be a 'happy ending' tragic love story where lovers will eventually get together."

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore." Xian Yaowen hugged Huo Zhixian's arm. "Next time, I'll tell you a love story that isn't too tragic."

Huo Zhixian lowered her hands and looked at Xian Yaowen with a blank expression. "I don't want tragic stories, just some twists and turns."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Xian Yaowen glanced at the hand resting on Huo Zhixian's arm, quickly recalling the changes in Huo Zhixian's behavior over the years.

There was no obvious resistance when I put my arm around her, and my body didn't react much subconsciously. It's pretty much certain that Huo Zhixian had given me a psychological suggestion some time ago. What's happening right now isn't something that happens naturally, but rather the result of human intervention.

Huo Zhixian consciously tried to get closer to him, but it's unlikely that she did so out of emotion. It was more likely a weighing of pros and cons. Huo Zhixian is not as innocent as she seems.

The story couldn't continue on its own, so Xian Yaowen filled in the later chapters in his mind. Just like the style of female authors, all elements served the story. The world could be crazy. Shen Nanzhi's tongue was reattached, her teeth grew back, her painful memories were erased, and she married Huo Tingchuan. They lived in harmony.

After completing the chapters, he began to remove the eccentric parts and tried to conceive a sadomasochistic script. There were currently no sadomasochistic films on the market, so he could make one to test the waters and perhaps create a new genre.

While his mind was busy, his hands and mouth were also occupied. He and Huo Zhixian looked up at the sky, pointed out the stars, and chatted about constellations.

Not far behind them appeared two women, Guo Biwan and Guo Biting, the two daughters of Guo Shuangjiao, the eldest son of Guo Chunyang. Both of them were holding wine glasses, and Guo Biting was also carrying a bottle of wine.

Guo Biting gestured with her lips, "Sister, look ahead, it's Sin Yiu-man."

Following the direction of the gaze, Guo Biwan looked at Xian Yaowen and the other person, stared at them for a moment, and asked, "Do you know the woman?"

"I don't know her, she might be a new woman I've met."

"What a pity, Xian Yaowu is far inferior to Xian Yaowen. I wish you could marry Xian Yaowen."

Guo Biting's face showed hatred. "That bastard Xian Yaowu dared to rape me. I will never let him get away with this. Sister, tell me, should I sleep with Xian Yaowen before I marry into the Xian family, and preferably get pregnant with Xian Yaowen's child?"

A hint of worry appeared in Guo Biwan's eyes. "Biting, don't act rashly. Just look at how Xian Yaowen handled this matter between you and Wanyi; he's not simple." (End of Chapter)