Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

Tong Yuan shifted his gaze to the window, his voice eerily calm:

"Hand them over to the police station."

After a long pause, he smiled: "What she's done over the years is enough for her to live on for the rest of her life."

But that smile seemed somewhat forced.

"No!!"

Liu Meiyuan seemed to be completely provoked by those words.

She scrambled to her feet, disregarding her appearance, and roared, "Tong Yuan! You can't target me! I've served you for so many years! I've done my part, even if I haven't done anything special, I've still put in the effort. How can you be so heartless?!"

She pointed at Tong Yuan, her finger trembling:

"I'm your wife! If you send me to jail, where will the Tong family put their face?!"

Tong Yuan didn't say anything, and didn't even bother to look at her again.

Tong Yao couldn't resist and stepped forward.

Snapped!

She slapped him hard, a resounding slap across the face.

Liu Meiyuan fell to the ground again.

Tong Yao looked down at the woman who had once wanted her to call "Mom," her voice filled with barely suppressed anger:

"Liu Meiyuan, how dare you even mention your dignity!"

"How much money have you spent since you came to the Tong family all these years?"

"You had an affair with my father's personal butler, and you still have the nerve to say that?"

"You poisoned my father slowly, one thing after another, and you still want to talk to me about having any shame?"

She practically screamed out all the pent-up emotions she had been suppressing during this period.

"You'll spend the rest of your life in prison, reflecting on your actions!"

After saying that, she didn't give Liu Meiyuan any chance to argue, and directly reached out and pulled her up.

"No...no..."

Liu Meiyuan's eyes were somewhat unfocused, and he muttered to himself.

A few seconds later, she was handed over to two bodyguards.

"Send him directly to the police station, and transfer all evidence together!"

"Yes, Miss."

She quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The meeting room fell silent again.

Tong Yuan let out a long breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

He turned his wheelchair, facing Lin Xuan and Zhao Xueli in the corner, a bitter smile on his face:

"Kobayashi, Sherry, you've made a fool of yourselves."

Lin Xuan stood up and shook his head: "Uncle Tong, you're too kind. Every family has its own problems."

Zhao Xueli nodded gently, "It's good that Uncle Tong is alright."

Tong Yuan looked at Lin Xuan with a complicated expression.

There was gratitude, appreciation, and also a sense of indescribable emotion.

Such a fine young man, if he were my son-in-law...

"I won't say much in return for your gratitude. No amount of words can express how much you saved my life and my Tong family from dire straits!"

Tong Yuan spoke solemnly, and even tried to get up.

Lin Xuan quickly ran over and told him to take care of himself.

"The Tong family's cooperation will be delivered to your residence in the next two days. This isn't just politeness; it's simply a gesture that I, Tong Yuan, and the entire Tong family must express!"

Lin Xuan shook his head, about to decline.

Tong Yuan grabbed his hand, her tone resolute:

"No need for formalities. From now on, the Tong family is your home, your eternal support!"

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, then smiled and nodded:

"Then... thank you, Uncle Tong."

Tong Yuan glanced at Lin Xuan, then at Tong Yao, and suddenly joked:

"If Yao Yao hadn't had a failed marriage like me, I would definitely have her pursue you right now! Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding, Shirley, don't be angry."

Tong Yao, who was still immersed in anger, only came to her senses upon hearing this:

"Dad! What are you saying? What kind of time is this to be making jokes like this!"

Tong Yuan laughed twice, and everyone else laughed along with him.

The atmosphere has eased considerably.

After chatting for another ten minutes or so, Lin Xuan and Zhao Xueli left first.

As expected.

The Tong Group is about to undergo a major cleanup and restructuring.

This is the long task that the Tong family father and daughter will face next, in addition to the ongoing confrontation with the Chen family.

During this period, things were neither particularly interesting nor uninteresting for the two of them.

The two had just taken the elevator downstairs.

A deep voice came from behind:

"Brother Lin, please wait a moment!"

Lin Xuan turned around and saw Wang Dali striding after him.

His tracksuit, stained with blood and dust, stood out conspicuously among the urban white-collar workers.

But he didn't care at all.

"Brother Wang, is there anything else?" Lin Xuan stopped in his tracks.

Wang Dali walked up, grinning, "Brother Lin, am I done with this?"

Lin Xuan slapped his forehead, immediately realizing what was happening.

He said apologetically, "Brother Wang, look at my brain! I'm so grateful to you this time! Don't worry, I'll make sure you get a big reward from the Tong family!"

Wang Dali waved his hand dismissively and said frankly, "I'm not interested in any compensation. Last time my brother caused trouble at the bar, I said I owed you a favor, and this is how I repay it!"

He paused, his gaze fixed intently on Lin Xuan:

"The favor has been repaid, but the friendship remains. You're just my type!"

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "I couldn't be happier to have a friend like Brother Wang! If you ever need any help in the future, just let me know!"

"There really is one!"

Wang Dali immediately responded.

"You guys chat, I'll head back first."

Seeing that they were about to start a conversation, Zhao Xueli spoke up at the opportune moment.

Lin Xuan nodded: "Then you go ahead and get busy, Sister Zhao."

After Zhao Xueli left, Lin Xuan continued:

"What is it, Brother Wang?"

He initially thought the big guy needed to sort out some trouble, or that it was related to his brother.

But to my surprise, his opening remarks left me speechless:

"I'm going to work for you, Brother Lin!"

Lin Xuan's smile froze for a moment, thinking he had misheard.

"Follow me? Do...what?"

He pointed to himself, somewhat amused and exasperated:

"Brother Wang, don't tease me. I'm just an ordinary employee at a company. What are you doing here?"

"Let's fight!"

Wang Dali spoke excitedly.

Lin Xuan: ......

Seeing that Lin Xuan had misunderstood, he quickly explained:

"That's not what I meant. I'm not working with you, nor am I here to spar with you. Of course, I'd like to spar... I mean, in the future, whatever you do, especially anything that requires physical contact, fighting, or anything special, count me in!"

He looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes filled with a wild, instinctive light:

"I have a feeling that following you will lead to a fight! And a... really exciting one!"

Lin Xuan was completely dumbfounded after hearing this.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

Following others, not for money, not for food or drink, but just for...fighting?

But after looking at his terrifyingly muscular physique, he quickly felt relieved.

It seems... there's nothing wrong with it.

Lin Xuan instinctively wanted to refuse.

But then I thought, I already have enough troubles, and I haven't recovered yet... He's following me.

Is he going to be a bodyguard?

Ok?

It seems... it's not entirely impossible?