The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 749: Report on Fu Jinshen
The headquarters of the Fu Group is located in a high-end office building in the city center.

The lunch break had just ended, and there was still a somewhat lazy atmosphere in the project office.

A young employee was secretly browsing social networking sites on his computer. The page happened to be on the popular "knife-grabbing" video. After scrolling down for a long time, he finally saw the video without any blurring.

He repeatedly played the clips of Zhu Xiu decisively taking action and instantly subduing the knife-wielding man, as well as the scene of Yin Ze supporting Bai Wanwan and quietly comforting her.

"Tsk tsk, those skills, that reaction speed, definitely a special forces soldier." The employee watched intently and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"What are you doing during work hours?" A stern voice rang out from behind.

The employee was startled and frantically tried to turn off the monitor.

But in the last instant before the screen went dark, that stunningly beautiful image, even with the image blurred, was captured in a single frame and clearly entered the eyes of the person who had just arrived.

Li Xiang, Fu Jinshen's former chief assistant.

Fu Jinshen remained unconscious, but he continued to work as an assistant to the professional manager.

Li Xiang was just passing by, routinely reminding his subordinates of work discipline, but in that fleeting glimpse, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face that made his soul tremble!
His eyes widened, and a rare look of astonishment and disbelief appeared on his usually composed face.

My heart felt like it had been squeezed hard by an invisible hand, and it stopped abruptly for a beat.

"Wait!" Li Xiang's voice rose unconsciously, carrying a hint of urgency he himself was unaware of. "Quick, open it, let me see!"

The employee, who was about to be reprimanded, was taken aback by Li Xiang's unusual attitude. Seeing his pale face and his eyes fixed on the black screen, he didn't dare to delay and quickly lit up the screen again and unlocked it. The paused video page reappeared.

"Assistant Li, this is it... The news video of the knife attack in Yihe Community yesterday went viral. I was just watching it during my lunch break..." the employee stammered as he cautiously pressed play.

Video continues.

Bai Wanwan's face was even clearer in front of the camera. Although the resolution wasn't top-notch, her eyebrows and eyes were all too familiar.

He had been by President Fu's side for so long, and had also spent a lot of time in contact with Bai Wanwan.

Li Xiang seemed to be nailed to the spot, motionless, with only his pupils contracting violently.

His breathing became heavy, and his gaze followed every subtle movement of the figure in the video.

Is it her?
How can it be?

Are there really two people in the world who look so alike?

The girl in the video is even more beautiful than the "she" I remember.

It's not a change in facial features, but a vibrant and unrestrained life force emanating from within.

The white orchid in my memory is beautiful, like a delicate and precious orchid that needs careful care.

The girl in the video is like a rose growing freely in the sunlight—lively and radiant. Even in danger, there is a resilient confidence deep in her eyes, a confidence that comes from being well loved.

Her skin had a healthy glow, her eyes were bright and clear, and her posture was upright...

This is a vibrant beauty.

But... they look too alike!

Especially from a certain angle of her profile, the curve of her neck when she looks down is exactly the same!
He muttered it out loud without realizing it.

"Assistant Li, what does he look like?" The employee next to him couldn't help but ask in a low voice when he saw his expression changing and his eyes fixed on the video without blinking.

Li Xiang snapped out of his daze and realized his lapse in composure. He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and his facial muscles twitched stiffly as he forced a professional, albeit slightly awkward, expression: "It's nothing."

He reached out, almost snatched the mouse from the employee, dragged the video progress bar back to the close-up of Bai Wanwan, and watched it several times.

The more I looked, the more alarmed and suspicious I became, but reason was also desperately trying to refute it.

He personally accompanied President Fu to handle Bai Wanwan's funeral arrangements.

He witnessed and handled everything firsthand, from that cold, rainy night, the hospital's pale, glaring lights, to President Fu's broken yet lifeless expression, and every subsequent step.

How could someone who has been confirmed dead and buried for several years suddenly come back to life?
The world's great wonders.

Perhaps it's just someone who looks similar to Bai Wanwan, or even someone who may have had minor cosmetic surgery.

In today's internet age, anything is possible to grab attention.

After all, the whole of Haicheng knew about President Fu and Bai Wanwan's affair.

Li Xiang repeatedly tried to convince himself.

He slowly released the mouse, pushed the computer back to the anxious employee, and his voice returned to its usual calmness, even with a hint of deliberate distance: "During working hours, be mindful of your surroundings and focus on your work."

"Yes, Assistant Li, I understand." The employee nodded quickly, closed the webpage, and opened the work document.

Li Xiang said no more and turned to walk towards his private office.

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As the taxi drove out of the bustling city center of Haicheng, it gradually left behind the towering buildings and the busy traffic, and the scenery outside the window changed to rolling fields and farmhouses dotting the landscape.

Bai Wanwan, along with Zhu Xiu and Yin Ze, decided to take a short trip to a nearby town known for its tranquility and simplicity, to change their mood and let them experience the pastoral scenery that is different from the city.

Soothing music played inside the car, and the afternoon sun shone warmly through the windows.

The two males insisted on squeezing behind her, protecting her in the middle.

Yin Ze remained habitually vigilant, observing the road conditions and the driver; Zhu Xiu sat side by side with Bai Wanwan in the back seat, his arm possessively around her shoulder, letting her lean against him, his other hand playing with her soft hair, his eyes half-closed, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

Bai Wanwan initially leaned on Zhu Xiu's shoulder, watching the scenery rushing past the window, and planning her two-day trip... before returning to the Beast World.

As I was thinking, my gaze fell on a few magazines stuck in the mesh pocket on the back of the front seat.

Since she had nothing better to do, she picked out a relatively new-looking magazine and started flipping through it casually.

She read the first few pages, which were mostly descriptions of food and scenery, with great interest.

When she turned to a certain page in the middle, her finger stopped.

That page contained a feature article about a person, titled: "A genius falls, dying young - Remembering Fu Jinshen, the former head of the Fu Group."

A large portion of the page was occupied by a black and white photograph.

The man in the photo is wearing a well-fitting suit, with a handsome face and deep-set eyes; it is Fu Jinshen.

But his expression lacked the warmth and spirit of my memory, and instead showed an indescribable melancholy and... weariness?
The text next to the photo was densely packed, briefly describing his amazing business achievements and the news of his sudden death a few months earlier due to a sudden illness at the young age of thirty-one.

The article, written in a tone of regret, recounts his short but brilliant life, and also mentions his extremely low-key personal life, especially his deep affection for his deceased wife.

(End of this chapter)