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

Chapter 752 Who are you?
He went on and on, talking about the company's recent situation, market trends, and even mentioning the weather in Haicheng.

Until his watch vibrated slightly, reminding him of his next journey.

Li Xiang straightened up, adjusted the perfectly wrinkle-free cuffs of his suit, and bowed slightly to the life support pod: "President Fu, I'll head back now. You... please rest well. I'll come see you again next time."

He took one last deep look at the man in the ice coffin who resembled a god statue, then turned and walked steadily toward the door.

My fingertips had just touched the cold metal doorknob when
Buzz-buzz-

My personal cell phone started vibrating rapidly in my pocket.

Li Xiang quickly took out his phone and answered the call, his voice regaining its calm and concise tone when he was working: "Hello?"

The housekeeper's voice, visibly lowered but still filled with panic, came through the phone: "Assistant Li, something terrible has happened! Miss Bai... Miss Bai's old house... it seems like it's been burgled!"

Li Xiang's hand tightened instantly on the doorknob.

His voice remained steady, only his pace quickened: "What's missing? Was the scene preserved? Was the police called?"

"No, I haven't called the police yet. I've been going over to check and clean every Wednesday and Sunday as you instructed, but as soon as I opened the door today, I felt... something was wrong."

The aunt took a breath and tried to organize her thoughts. "I looked around carefully. It seems like nothing valuable is missing. The ornaments and furniture are all still in their original places, but... there's fruit on the coffee table, leftover water in the water glass, and the bed in the bedroom... looks like someone has lain on it; it's a bit wrinkled. The bathroom towels are also half-damp... The strangest thing is that the front door lock is intact; there's not a single sign of forced entry! I have the spare key!"

Li Xiang's brows furrowed completely, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind in an instant. He even wondered if Miss Bai had returned.

He ruthlessly suppressed the absurd thought as soon as it surfaced.

Ms. Bai has been missing for many years and has long been declared dead by law.

He knew the significance of that house to President Fu, and even though President Fu had passed away, he couldn't allow others to ruin it.

He has to go and see for himself.

"Stay where you are, and don't touch anything, especially anything that seems suspicious." Li Xiang's voice suddenly turned cold. "Keep an eye on the house and don't allow anyone to enter or leave. I'm coming over personally right away."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiang turned around and took one last look at the life support pod shrouded in a dim blue light.

Then he turned and strode away, his steady footsteps echoing in the empty underground corridor before quickly fading away.

The intensive care unit fell into an absolute silence once again, perfect for peaceful sleep, with only the indicator lights on the instruments flashing regularly, illuminating the eternal profile of the person in the ice coffin.

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The air in the ancient town is filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees and the faint sweet aroma of pastries, a stark contrast to the rugged and primitive atmosphere of the animal world.

Zhu Xiu and Yin Ze initially felt a little uncomfortable with the large number of tourists, and their bodies remained in a state of alert.

But Bai Wanwan's excitement infected them. Seeing the genuine smile on her face, the two males unconsciously relaxed and their lips curled up.

This is, after all, the world she grew up in, and it's rich in resources. Bai Wanwan has no reason not to like it here.

"Try it, be careful it's hot." She divided the plum blossom cake, which had cooled down a bit, in half and offered it to the two men.

Zhu Xiu took a bite from her hand, and the sweet and sticky texture made him raise an eyebrow slightly.

Yin Ze tasted it carefully and said gently, "It's very sweet and soft, unlike the flatbread baked in the tribe."

The most interesting thing is riding in a covered boat. The narrow boat sways and rocks as it passes under the arched bridge.

Bai Wanwan deliberately swayed her body, causing the boat to rock.

Yin Ze chuckled and shook his head, "Don't shake yourself until you're dizzy."

As dusk settled, the setting sun painted the sky and water a warm orange-red. In the afterglow of the sunset, the silhouettes of the three people nestled together. The evening breeze was gentle, and time seemed to slow down, leaving only their intertwined breaths and heartbeats.

Those troubles of the past seem to have been temporarily washed away by the gentleness of this water town and the sweetness of the present moment.

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Three days later, Bai Wanwan, who had just returned from her trip, brought Zhu Xiu and Yin Ze with her simple luggage and went back to the apartment building in that old neighborhood.

The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere came to an abrupt end when they reached their own front door.

A person was standing against the wall on the stairs in front of the door.

The man was wearing a well-tailored dark suit, with a dignified face and a composed demeanor; he was an old acquaintance.

Li Xiang originally just came to stake out the place and see who lived there.

When he heard the noise and his eyes caught sight of Bai Wanwan appearing from the corner of the stairs, he was as if he had been electrocuted. He stood up abruptly, his pupils contracted sharply, and he even stopped breathing for a moment.

He stared intently at Bai Wanwan's face, his gaze like the most precise scanner, scraping across her every inch from her eyebrows and eyes to her nose and lips.

Shock, disbelief, doubt, ecstasy, and even deeper confusion... all sorts of emotions collided violently in his eyes, eventually turning into a crimson red, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Looks like... so much like!

It's not just the striking resemblance in facial features, but also the unique charm and subtle nuances in the way their eyes move...

She is Bai Wanwan!
Bai Wanwan was also stunned, and her brows immediately furrowed.

She never expected to see Li Xiang here, Fu Jinshen's former right-hand man.

What is he here for?
Zhu Xiu and Yin Ze went on alert almost the instant Li Xiang's gaze locked onto Bai Wanwan.

The presence of the two tall, male figures suddenly intensified, their cold and sharp aura spreading silently, locking onto the unfamiliar man on the stairs whose emotions were clearly abnormal.

Yin Ze stepped forward, his hand seemingly blocking Bai Wanwan's waist; Zhu Xiu narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with undisguised sharp vigilance.

"Who exactly are you?" Li Xiang's voice was dry and hoarse, with a noticeable tremor. He took a small step forward, his gaze still fixed on Bai Wanwan's face, as if trying to see through her.

Bai Wanwan composed herself, suppressing her initial surprise, and said in a cold and distant tone: "Sir, you are standing at my door, asking who I am? You are not welcome here, please leave."

"You are Miss Bai!" Li Xiang didn't beat around the bush and directly pointed out her identity.

"You can leave now, but don't come back again."

She neither denied nor admitted it; she simply drew a line between herself and others.

Li Xiang was stung by the coldness in her words, but he quickly forced himself to calm down.

He took a deep breath and glanced at the two men behind Bai Wanwan who were clearly not ordinary people and were very protective of her.

Who are they?

Also, why is Miss Bai standing here alive?

Slowly, a bizarre idea, yet seemingly able to explain all the absurdity, emerged uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)