You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

With a touch of coquettishness in the lingering tone, it slowly melted away in the coconut-scented breeze of the island.

Unlike before, Shen Wanzhou didn't tear up and feel wronged for a long time when she encountered this kind of thing.

Or, like a hedgehog with its fur standing on end, it would insist on getting a promise from Chen Yuan that it would obey in every way.

She simply clapped her fair, delicate hands.

It was as if I had just swept away a flying insect that had landed on the beach chair.

Then.

She turned her head, her sparkling peach blossom eyes curving into two beautiful crescent moons.

Those hands that had just issued the ban order.

At that moment, she naturally took Chen Yuan's arm.

Chen Yuan leaned back in the rattan chair.

His dark eyes watched his wife's protective and decisive demeanor.

A low, mellow chuckle escaped his throat.

The vibrations in her chest traveled along her skin, sending a tingling sensation through Shen Wanzhou's fingertips.

This cat.

Even in the internal strife within the Shen family, there wasn't this much killing intent.

Whenever he gets involved, he effortlessly exudes the tyrannical aura of a billionaire with children as his children.

He didn't ask her why she hit her so hard.

I didn't even get a good look at what the model named Amy looked like.

He simply took his daughter, who was biting her finger and blowing bubbles, from Shen Wanzhou's arms.

I held the little guy's soft body steadily with one hand.

With another large, bony hand, a crystal-clear sun rose was picked up from the white porcelain bowl.

It wasn't handed to her daughter.

Instead, it was placed directly on Shen Wanzhou's slightly upturned red lips.

"It's sweet; I already tasted it."

Chen Yuan's voice carried a unique sense of indulgence and tacit understanding between an old married couple.

Shen Wanzhou obediently opened her mouth and bit off the grape.

The sweet juice bursts on the tip of your tongue.

It suppressed the nausea caused by the cheap perfume smell.

She squinted her eyes contentedly.

In this man's dictionary.

Those unwanted suitors trying to pounce on them weren't even worth a second of their conversation.

No explanation or self-proof is needed.

This deep-seated sense of security is more unbreakable than any vow of eternal love.

Sunset.

The western horizon of the island was dyed a brilliant orange-red.

The waves lapped against the fine white sand.

The fat man's wedding banquet reached its climax with the toasting ceremony.

Wang Kai was wearing a haute couture tuxedo that was almost soaked with sweat.

He was holding a glass of champagne.

He brought his bride and jogged along the wooden boardwalk.

His 200-pound fat face was flushed from drinking, and he was laughing so hard his eyes were almost invisible.

"Brother Yuan! Sister-in-law!"

Wang Kai stopped two meters away from the deck chair, holding a wine glass in both hands.

His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and unwavering loyalty.

"With this kind of spectacle today, brother, my life has been worth it!"

"This glass is a toast to you both, wishing the young master and princess a safe and healthy life!"

Chen Yuan did not stand up.

He held his daughter, only slightly raising the cup of warm water he was holding in his other hand.

That's considered a response to this toast.

"Once you get married, you should focus your mind on your work."

Chen Yuan's tone was calm, yet it exuded an aura of authority that commanded the entire situation.

"Star Ventures is closing down its operations in several North American venues next month. Don't let me see any problems with the financial statements."

Wang Kai suddenly shuddered.

The slight intoxication he had felt was instantly dispelled by those words.

He knew all about the ruthless methods his brother Yuan used on the dark web.

"Don't worry, Brother Yuan! Even if I, Wang Kai, lose all my strength, I will never let you down!"

The fat man patted his chest confidently and made his promise.

The banquet concluded amidst dazzling fireworks in the island's night sky.

There was no more of those annoying social obligations and flattery.

The air was filled with the relaxation and tranquility of a vacation.

10 PM.

A Gulfstream private jet, entirely black with the dark gold logo of Star Ventures painted on it.

Amidst the deafening roar of engines.

It smoothly departed from the island's exclusive helipad.

Soaring straight into the sky, it returned towards Jianghai City.

Inside the cabin.

The air conditioner, set at a constant 26 degrees Celsius, blows out a gentle warm breeze.

The spacious and luxurious airline-style leather seats were laid flat and covered with a soft cashmere blanket.

The two little ones spent the whole day running around on the beach today.

They had long since exhausted their strength.

They are now lying side by side on a soft mattress, sleeping soundly.

Even in his sleep, his older brother Chen Nianshen was still tightly clutching a small plastic dinosaur toy.

The younger sister, Chen Muzhou, was curled up.

Her little face was flushed, and she occasionally made a soft smacking sound with her lips.

Shen Wanzhou was covered with a thin blanket.

She leaned on Chen Yuan's shoulder.

As the plane maintained a steady flight rhythm, her breathing gradually became long and even.

That aloofness and defensiveness that lingered in her eyes all year round.

I was completely melted into a lukewarm state by the warmth and everyday life of this family.

Chen Yuan did not sleep.

He was wearing a plain black cotton loungewear.

A large, well-defined hand gently encircled Shen Wanzhou's slender shoulder.

The pad of his thumb gently stroked her fair nape.

His deep, cold black eyes calmly gazed at the vast, boundless starry sky thousands of meters above the window.

This peaceful and serene state of being.

It was the only pure land he had finally earned after five years of struggling in the dark and risking his life.

He would not allow anyone or any force to disrupt this peace.

however.

Beneath this seemingly unbreakable tranquility lies...

In that invisible digital world across the ocean.

A long-planned storm is quietly brewing.

And it is taking shape at a terrifying speed, enough to tear apart the global cybersecurity defenses.

After several hours of flight.

The captain's deliberately lowered, respectful voice came over the intercom in the cabin.

"Chairman Chen, the plane is about to land at Jianghai International Airport."

"The ground temperature is 22 degrees Celsius. Please fasten your seatbelts."

Chen Yuan slightly withdrew his gaze.

He didn't disturb the girl who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

He simply and gently pulled the thin blanket up over her, covering the exposed part of her shoulder.

The plane pierced through the clouds.

At 3 a.m., the dazzling neon lights of Jianghai City resembled a giant, glowing spider web.

It slowly unfolds beneath your feet.

Just as the plane's landing gear touched the runway, making a dull thud as it rubbed against the ground...

drop--!!

drop--!!

drop--!!

Three extremely sharp mechanical alarm sounds, as if they could pierce eardrums.

Without any warning.

From the specially made phone that Chen Yuan had placed in the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

A loud explosion rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it had extremely strong penetrating power.

The frequency is so high that it makes your heart skip a beat.

This is not an ordinary ringtone.

It was not a financial warning from within Star Ventures.

It is the highest level of alert on the dark web, the "Blood Web Alert".

Only the underlying logic of the ghost base station personally set up by Chen Yuan.

When it is forcibly cut off and violently cracked by national-level forces.

This alarm, which is like a death knell, will be triggered automatically.

Chen Yuan's fingers, which were gently stroking the back of Shen Wanzhou's neck, suddenly stopped.

In those deep black eyes, a warm indulgence appeared in a tenth of a second.

It has faded completely.

Instead, there was an extreme killing intent that was even colder and more chilling than the bottom of the Arctic Ocean.

Just as the plane landed smoothly, Chen Yuan's specially made cell phone in his pocket suddenly emitted a blood-red alarm, signifying the highest level of crisis.