Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

late at night.

In the reception room.

The fox handed the vine back to Cao Kun with both hands, speaking respectfully:

"Boss, Park Duan-ki has confessed everything. The mastermind behind it all is Wang Shengli from the Wang family."

"Park Duan-ki has done a lot of dirty work for the Wang family over the years and knows a lot about their secrets. He told them all this time."

Cao Kun took the rattan cane and nodded calmly: "I understand. Gather intelligence first."

He turned to look at Wang Meng and Linghu, his tone indifferent: "After we go back, we need to increase our investment in intelligence in Changteng."

"I want to monitor the entire Wang family, especially Wang Shengli's every move."

"Yes, boss."

Wang Meng and the spirit fox responded in unison.

"It's so late, you should all get some rest."

Cao Kun stretched and turned to go back to his bedroom.

"Okay, boss, I'll go arrange the night patrol."

Wang Meng and the spirit fox exchanged a glance and slowly left the reception room.

……

Cao Kun pushed open the door. The bedroom was softly lit and filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

Yue Xin was holding a book in her arms, leaning back on the sofa.

She was wearing a plain silk nightgown, which vaguely revealed her graceful figure.

She looked like she had just taken a shower; her damp hair clung to her shoulders, still slightly damp.

Yue Xin looked up and said coquettishly, "What are you still busy with in the middle of the night?"

Cao Kun was taken aback, then smiled and said, "It's nothing, just dealing with a small matter."

He didn't want her to know the specifics, so he casually changed the subject to cover it up.

Yue Xin closed the book, gently placed it on the coffee table, and slowly stood up.

She walked up to Cao Kun, a smile playing on her lips, and hooked her finger around his collar: "So... can you get back to work now?"

Cao Kun pulled her into his arms: "Then let's go and rest first."

"Ugh, go turn off the lights."

"That won't do. If you turn off the lights, you won't be able to see anything."

……

The room temperature was just right, and you could even feel a slight coolness.

The villa area outside the window was still shrouded in the sweltering heat of the summer night, with cicadas chirping incessantly and a faint, oppressive heat permeating the air.

Because of the incident during the day, Wang Meng strengthened security measures throughout the entire community.

In the darkness, security guards could be seen patrolling from time to time, their flashlight beams flashing through the shadows of the trees.

This added a touch of tension to what was originally a peaceful night.

A security guard is diligently patrolling the villa complex.

He followed the prescribed route, checking around for any suspicious activity.

The environment was stuffy and hot at night, but he enjoyed it immensely.

They would occasionally stop in corners that were difficult to see with surveillance cameras to conduct detailed inspections.

As he patrolled, the cicadas' chirping on the summer night was also so melodious and pleasant.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the bushes ahead.

"Who is it!"

Without hesitation, he charged straight into the bushes.

After passing through the bushes, the view suddenly opened up.

The security guards then discovered that, apparently the gardener had left in a hurry during the day, a section of water pipe was lying on the ground, leaking water.

He went over and turned off the water pipe, his feet stepping onto the muddy grass, getting covered in dirt.

Security personnel continued patrolling along their designated routes.

He was completely unaware that the mud beneath his feet had left many traces in the neighborhood.

After a long while, the security team finally finished their patrol, and the cicadas' chirping also disappeared.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

That morning.

Fu Die knocked on the door and came in to report: "Boss, the convoy is ready. When do we set off?"

Cao Kun was already prepared. He smiled slightly and said, "Then let's set off now!"

The convoy departed from Feiyun Yayuan, passed through the outskirts of Jinning City, and drove for another hour on the national highway before finally entering the rural road leading to Caojia Village.

The road was full of potholes, and there were gravel and yellow soil everywhere, so the car could only bump along.

Cao Kun frowned, looking at the narrow road ahead that could barely accommodate one car, and asked in a deep voice.

"How did this road get so badly damaged? Has no one repaired it?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Cao Tianheng shook his head with a wry smile: "This road isn't so easy to repair."

"Oh?" Cao Kun turned his head, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt.

Cao Tianheng sighed, "Huangjia Village won't allow this road to be built, just to make things difficult for Caojia Village."

Cao Kun frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled: "Why won't they let us build the road? Isn't this for everyone's benefit?"

"Hey, it's normal that you grew up in the city and don't know about these old, stale things."

Cao Tianheng explained:

"Huangjia Village and Caojia Village are adjacent to each other. In the past, they had become sworn enemies over water and land, and neither side would give in."

"In recent years, Huangjia Village has produced a richest man named Huang Wenshan, whose family fortune is said to be several hundred million. He has connections in the town and county."

There is another road to get back to Huangjia Village, but this is the only road we can take back to Caojia Village.

"In order to make things difficult for the people of Caojia Village, Huangjia Village has been preventing the construction of this road."

"Because of this incident, the animosity between the two sides has only deepened."

"Oh? This Huang Wenshan is that awesome?"

Cao Kun was somewhat dismissive of this; in his view, the richest man in Huangjia Village was nothing more than a village bully.

What kind of influence can you have by knowing some people in the town and county?

Kunlun trade has now become quite powerful, and dealing with such village bullies is as easy as turning a hand.

"Son, we're back to pay respects to our ancestors. We're not living in the village anymore anyway, so there's no need for us to stick our necks out."

Seeing this, Cao Tianheng offered a word of advice.

He was an honest man who believed in avoiding trouble and retreating whenever possible.

However, many times when problems come knocking, taking a step back is not the solution.

After the convoy had been driving for a while, a cloud of dust suddenly billowed up ahead, and another convoy was approaching from the opposite direction.

Cao Tianheng squinted for a while, then his face darkened: "They're from Huangjia Village."

The Huangjiacun convoy also spotted Cao Kun, but they showed no intention of giving way.

The lead car suddenly started its engine, attempting to seize the lane.

Cao Kun had no intention of cutting in the lane and was about to instruct Wang Meng to move aside and let him pass.

But then, a young man from Huangjia Village suddenly leaned half his body out of the car over there.

He spat in this direction with a provocative expression.

Cao Kun's face darkened.

He gave the direct order: "Wang Meng, ram it through."

Wang Meng grinned; this kind of scene was all too familiar to him.

Back in the day, he was known as the "King of Armored Tanks" on the battlefield, specializing in driving tanks into battle.

He growled, "Yes, boss!"

The Maybach G650 suddenly accelerated, its engine roaring, and crashed into it instantly!

"boom--"

The loud crash echoed along the country mountain road.

The car from Huangjia Village was crashed directly into the ditch by the roadside, landing upside down.

"Young Master Huang! Are you alright?"

The remaining members of the Huangjiacun convoy were so frightened that they scrambled out of the vehicles.

They rushed to rescue the young man who had been hit, no longer caring about blocking the road.

Cao Kun's convoy, on the other hand, steadily occupied the lane and swaggered away.