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

After leaving Jingyuan, Song Yuting rushed to Qianjia Manor again.

In the trading room, Qian Shao Cong had long lost his former high spirits.

He exuded a kind of madness born of desperation, like a wild beast driven to the brink of destruction.

Song Yuting laid out Cao Kun's suggestions in detail.

Qian Shao Cong did not refute, but only gave her a deep look.

She thought the atmosphere between the two had eased somewhat, so she earnestly advised them:

"Shaocong, stop now, don't push yourself any further."

Although you've lost a lot of money, it's not enough to shake your position in the family.

But if we continue to be so stubborn, what if the deficit becomes too large...?

To everyone's surprise, Qian Shaocong was not moved by these words, but instead sneered.

He had already received news of Song Yuting's secret meeting with Cao Kun at the Song family manor, and his face was now terribly grim.

"Yuting, are you helping that bastard Cao Kun lie to me again?"

Song Yuting was taken aback.

"How could you think that way? I'm doing this for your own good, and Cao Kun's advice was well-intentioned..."

"kindness?"

Qian Shaocong seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world:

"Do you know that the person who targeted me in the futures market and was my counterparty was him?!"

He wishes I were dead, and you're saying he meant well?

Song Yuting froze on the spot, her mind blank.

She never expected that it was Cao Kun who had driven Qian Shao Cong to the brink of despair.

A chill suddenly ran through Song Yuting's heart.

It turned out that Cao Kun had been lying to her all along.

Cao Kun never told her that he was working against Qian Shaocong.

Ironically, she foolishly went to Cao Kun again and again for advice, and even regarded those suggestions as gospel.

At that moment, Song Yuting felt like a complete fool, being played by Cao Kun.

Seeing Qian Shao Cong acting like a madman and refusing to listen to any advice, Song Yuting had no choice but to leave in despair.

After Song Yuting left, Qian Shaocong recalled Cao Kun's suggestion that she had just relayed, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"You won't let me mortgage my assets? Hmph, Cao Kun, you're scared, aren't you? You're afraid I have enough funds to recoup my losses!"

A crazed glint flashed in Qian Shaocong's eyes, and he immediately summoned his trusted subordinates:

"Go, pledge all the properties under my name as collateral. I need to raise funds!"

The subordinate was terrified and hesitated, saying:

"Young Master, if we start pledging assets, the family will definitely get wind of it, and then..."

"I can't worry about that anymore!"

Qian Shaocong rudely interrupted him, gritting his teeth.

"As long as we can recover our losses, the family won't say anything. Go quickly!"

At this moment, he had completely transformed into a gambler who had lost everything.

……

Jingyuan Garden.

Cao Kun was resting in his room when suddenly the door was pushed open.

Song Yuting rushed in, panting.

Her face was contorted with anger, her chest heaved violently, and her eyes were red-rimmed.

Seeing Cao Kun's calm and composed demeanor, her pent-up grievances and anger erupted instantly.

He rushed forward, raised his hand, and slapped Cao Kun hard across the face.

However, the expected crisp sound did not occur.

Cao Kun simply raised his hand slightly and easily intercepted her wrist in mid-air.

"Let me go!"

Song Yuting struggled twice but couldn't move. She could only ask in a tearful voice:

"Why did you lie to me? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment watching me get played like a fool?!"

Cao Kun looked at the angry woman in front of him, his expression completely unmoved.

He was not surprised that Song Yuting knew the truth; in fact, he could say he had expected it.

Despite her hysteria, Cao Kun remained calm:

"I lied to you, but it's not like I didn't give Qian Shao Cong a chance."

Song Yuting paused, tears welling up in her eyes.

Cao Kun released her hand and said calmly:

"Think about it carefully. Every time you came to ask me during this period, didn't I tell you to cut your losses and leave the game as soon as possible?"

Which of my words harmed him? And which of my suggestions was wrong?

Song Yuting was speechless.

She carefully recalled these exchanges, and it was indeed as Cao Kun had said.

Although Cao Kun concealed the fact that he and Qian Shaocong were trading against each other in the titanium alloy futures market.

But his advice was always very pertinent and the only way out.

Unfortunately, Qian Shaocong was blinded by hatred and wouldn't listen to anything.

Song Yuting bit her lip, her tone almost pleading:

"I'm begging you, Cao Kun, please stop. Let Shao Cong go this once..."

Cao Kun shook his head and said coldly, "There's no going back now."

If I stop now, Qian Shaocong will definitely press his advantage and never let me go.

One of us must concede, even at the cost of our lives, for this struggle to end.

"But..." Song Yuting wanted to say something more.

Cao Kun suddenly took a step forward, interrupting her directly:

"Actually, there's another reason why I absolutely must defeat Chin Siu-chung."

Song Yuting was taken aback: "What?"

Cao Kun looked directly into her eyes, his voice suddenly becoming low and deep: "That was... for you."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuting was stunned, her mind went completely blank, as if she had been struck by lightning.

"This...how can this be..."

She hurriedly looked away, stammering, "I'm Xining's cousin..."

Cao Kun didn't give her a chance to escape, his gaze fixed intently on her:

"I fell in love with you the moment I saw you."

"Qian Shaocong is an obstacle between us, and I must eliminate him in order to get you."

Song Yuting was at a loss under his aggressive and burning gaze, and her heartbeat instantly became erratic.

She had a vague feeling that something was wrong; there seemed to be a problem with the logic.

But under Cao Kun's powerful aura, she was unable to think calmly at all.

As Cao Kun pressed closer, she could only retreat slowly and in a panic.

Finally, her back touched the cold wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

Cao Kun leaned in close, placing his hands on either side of her ears, trapping her between himself and the wall.

Feeling the strong masculine aura emanating from Cao Kun, Song Yuting felt weak all over.

She placed her two delicate hands on Cao Kun's broad chest, weakly trying to push him away and block his advances.

But compared to Qian Shao Cong, who was so weak he couldn't even kill a chicken.

Cao Kun was clearly far more powerful than her, and her resistance was practically a case of feigned reluctance.

Just as this ambiguous atmosphere reached its peak.

Suddenly, Qian Xining's cheerful voice rang out from outside the door: "Sister, you've come to see me?"

The two froze instantly, then quickly separated.

Song Yuting blushed deeply, looking as if she had done something wrong.

Not daring to look at Cao Kun again, she hurriedly responded and fled the room as if escaping.

Cao Kun stood there, gently licking his lips, savoring the lingering sweetness in the air.

Actually, his heartfelt confession just now was just because he found Song Yuting's constant nagging in his ear too annoying.

It was just an excuse I made up to shut her up.

Unexpectedly, there seems to be an even more pleasant surprise.