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The rooftop office of a private equity firm in Haicheng.

Yan Qi sat in the leather boss's chair, his long legs crossed, one hand tightly gripping his phone. The cold and aloof aura surrounding him grew increasingly intense and frightening.

His fingertips froze at the edge of the screen, motionless as if frozen.

Yan Qi lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on the screen, as if trying to penetrate the screen and reach the other end of the message.

Go check if the person who sent the message is actually Liang Yu.

Kang Liang had already reported to him that morning that Liang Yu had followed Fang Ze back to Redwood Bay and had even resigned from his job at Fang's.

Sending him this message now means he's not planning to return to Lishu Village?

Yan Qi remained silent for more than ten minutes before moving his finger to reply to Liang Yu with a message.

What happened?

After sending the message, Liang Yu quickly received a reply from Yan Qi. Upon opening it, he found the following content.

[Sorry, I'm no longer your driver. Please don't contact me again. The car is in the basement of the Fang's Building; please retrieve it yourself.]

The moment Liang Yu saw the message, the smile on his lips froze, his fingers curled involuntarily, and his hands holding the phone trembled.

Everything was fine this morning, wasn't it?

Why do we suddenly stop contacting each other?

Is Yan Qi in trouble?

Liang Yu took a few deep breaths, relaxed his hands, and sent a message to Yan Qi.

Has something happened? Tell me, maybe I can give you some advice.

After the message was sent, Yan Qi opened it and saw the following content.

Nothing happened, I just simply don't want to hire you anymore.

Yan Qi's thin lips pressed into a cold, hard line.

He gripped the phone tightly in his palm, his knuckles bulging from the force, his knuckles turning bluish-white, as if he wanted to crush the phone in his hand.

He knew that Liang Yu had not left Redwood Bay.

Now I'm sending him this kind of message again.

It was obvious that Liang Yu wanted to completely sever ties with him and was preparing to return to Fang Ze's side.

So, Liang Yu chose Fang Ze again, right?

It's so ridiculous.

He was dumped by the same woman twice.

She was dumped by Liang Yu six years ago.

Now he has been abandoned by Liang Yu once again.

What exactly is Fang Ze?

Why do they keep taking Liang Yu away from them?

Yan Qi lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a light shadow under his eyelids, concealing the gloom and violence in his eyes.

The chilling, sinister aura emanating from its very bones was like a vine climbing a damp cellar wall, silently spreading throughout the room, making it feel suffocatingly cold.

Yan Qi turned off his phone and called Kang Liang over.

From the moment Kang Liang entered the office, his entire body tensed up, and he even deliberately slowed down his breathing.

He had followed Yan Qi for almost ten years, and had only seen Yan Qi exude such terrifying anger once before.

That time was six years ago.

He followed Yan Qi day and night, flying back to Haicheng from abroad to visit Liang Yu, who had been in a car accident, at the hospital.

He only went to the attending physician to inquire about Liang Yu's condition, and when he returned to Yan Qi's side, Yan Qi was radiating such terrifying anger.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Yan Qi left.

He took him to fight a war in the Middle East.

In that battle, Yan Qi was ruthless and terrifying, directly destroying the enemy's stronghold. The enemy leader immediately knelt down and begged for mercy from Yan Qi.

As a result, Yan Qi gained the support of many foreign powers.

Today, Kang Liang once again saw Yan Qi, who was filled with terrifying rage.

He was a little worried that he might have to fly to the Middle East again tonight.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qi simply asked him in a cold voice:

"How many shares of the Fang family have been acquired?"

Kang Liang slowly breathed a sigh of relief and answered cautiously:

"Jason's side has already acquired 15%, and the private equity side now holds 30%, totaling 45%, which is still less than a controlling stake."

After a pause, Kang Liang whispered a reminder:

"Young Master Qi, Miss Liang still holds six percent of the shares."

If Yan Qi wanted to buy, he could easily acquire the 6% stake held by Liang Yu.

Yan Qi was silent for a few seconds, then asked in a deep voice:

"Aren't there any other minority shareholders?"

Kang Liang answered truthfully:

"There are also a few small shareholders who have a good relationship with Fang Ze. If we want to buy shares from them, we'll have to use some tricks."

Yan Qi lowered his eyelashes, his long index finger tapping the table twice, the rhythm slow and steady:

"Then we'll use force."

Since sending the message to Yan Qi, Liang Yu has been constantly checking his phone.

The phone screen had just turned off when she woke it up again.

But she waited a long time without receiving a reply from Yan Qi.

Yan Qi always replied to messages instantly.

The more this happens, the more it drives people crazy.

Especially with such a precipitous change and loss of contact, the more unclear the reason, the more one cannot stop worrying and speculating.

Liang Yu couldn't help but wonder if Yan Qi had really encountered something.

Yan Qi once said that he had only been in Haicheng for a short time and used to work in investment.

Could Yan Qi's sudden decision not to continue being her driver be related to his previous job?

Yan Qi had to rush back to deal with previous work issues?

Or perhaps something happened to Yan Qi's family?

The reason Yan Qi didn't reply to her messages was probably because he felt it was pointless to say anything; she couldn't offer any help, so there was no need to reply.

After waiting for more than an hour without receiving a reply from Yan Qi, Liang Yu took the initiative to send Yan Qi a message.

【Yan Qi, Xiao Xiao and I both consider you a friend. If you encounter any problems, feel free to talk to us. Three heads are better than one, and maybe we can come up with a solution from another perspective.】

The message was sent, but it was secretly intercepted by an AI program hidden in the phone.

Liang Yu knew nothing about this.

After sending the message, I was still waiting for Yan Qi's reply.

Neither Liang Yu nor Yan Qi knew that the messages they exchanged had already been automatically sent to Fang Ze by the AI ​​program.

Fang Ze leaned back on the leather sofa in the living room and opened the email that the AI ​​program had just sent him on his phone.

The content is a message that Liang Yu just sent to Yan Qi.

Fang Ze stared intently at the email content, scrutinizing the messages exchanged between Liang Yu and Yan Qi word by word.

After receiving a message from the AI ​​program, their first reaction was to ask if something had happened.

These two people seem to care about each other quite a bit.

In particular, Liang Yu sent another message to the driver even though the driver hadn't replied.

I only drove for her for a few days, is it necessary to keep asking and showing concern?

He was really careless; he had only let Liang Yu run rampant for a few days, and a stranger had taken advantage of the situation.

Fang Ze felt as if something was blocking his heart, and a bitter feeling mixed with anger surged up all at once.

Intense anxiety and unease instantly overwhelmed my emotions, and I couldn't suppress them no matter what.

It was just time for dinner, and Aunt May had already set the table.

Fang Ze rubbed his temples with his index finger knuckles, got up and walked to the guest room, gently knocked on the door, and said softly:

"Xiao Yu, it's time for dinner."

The two had been together for six years, and this was the first time Fang Ze had invited Liang Yu to have dinner together.

Liang Yu heard Fang Ze's voice from inside the room and felt somewhat incredulous.

But out of politeness, she got up, opened the door, and said "okay" to Fang Ze.

He then went straight to the dining table and sat down.

Fang Ze glanced at the phone on the bedside table, his gaze darkened, and then he followed Liang Yu to the dining table and sat down.

The restaurant's crystal chandelier cast a warm glow, which fell on Liang Yu's lowered eyelashes, casting a small, soft shadow.

Fang Ze sat opposite Liang Yu, his hand, which was about to pick up his chopsticks, remained still on the table, as if he had been put on pause.

His gaze fell on Liang Yu, and he was momentarily lost in thought.

This was only the second time in the six years he had been with Liang Yu that he had seen Liang Yu eating in front of him.

In Fang Ze's memory, Liang Yu was always well-mannered and paid great attention to his image in front of him.

Liang Yu always told him that her eating manners were messy and embarrassing, and that she was afraid that if he saw it, he would lose his appetite and continue eating.

And that's what he's always believed.

But things are different now.

Liang Yuzheng was busy with the food on his plate, his fork trembling as he picked up the food, having to misalign it several times to feed himself accurately.

Suddenly, I accidentally poked it on my cheek.

Fang Ze's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively reached for a napkin to hand to Liang Yu, but his fingertips froze as soon as he lifted them slightly.

He remembered that in the past, even if Liang Yu's lips were only slightly damp, he would immediately frantically pull out a napkin to wipe it off.

At that time, Liang Yuhui's cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes held a nervousness, as if she was afraid of being disliked by him.

But now, Liang Yu seemed completely oblivious to the soup on his cheeks, still eating with relish, his mouth even smeared with some soup.

She exuded a sense of relaxation and vitality.

Fang Ze suddenly realized that Liang Yu was no longer as cautious as before when facing him.

Rather, it is a feeling of ease and freedom that comes from the heart.

The feeling was like a caged bird finally breaking free of its shackles, flapping its wings and flying towards a wider sky.

Fang Ze slowly leaned back in his chair.

He felt as if something was blocking his chest, making him feel suffocated.

That bittersweet feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart again, spreading through my veins to every part of my body.

The sound of a bus exploding echoed violently in his mind once again.

In an instant, I felt like I was piercing through clouds and splitting rocks, my brain buzzing.

Fang Ze had no choice but to raise his forearm, press his right hand against his forehead, close his eyes, and take a deep breath.

But then a familiar voice rang in my ears:

"Aze, she's badly injured. Carry her to the roadside to stop the bleeding. My leg is stuck, I can't get out now. Save her first..."