Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Tang Yingxue moved a stool into the bathroom, then took a clean towel and turned on the tap to wet it with hot water.

Jiang Fan sat on the stool with his upper body bare.

His left arm and back were wrapped in white gauze, and the uninjured areas were stained with dried blood, in patches, and the color was dark.

Tang Yingxue stood behind him and placed a wet towel on his back.

She could feel the outline of the muscles underneath, hard and firm.

After wiping his back, she went around to the front, bent down, and wiped Jiang Fan's collarbone down with the wet towel.

Tang Yingxue carefully avoided the gauze bit by bit.

She didn't realize how far she was bending over.

The neckline of the black silk robe was completely opened due to this action, revealing that nothing was worn underneath.

Jiang Fan glanced down.

Tang Yingxue's hand continued wiping downwards.

Jiang Fan reached out his right hand and put his arm around her waist.

Tang Yingxue stopped what she was doing.

She straightened up and looked down at him.

"Don't move around, your wound hasn't healed yet."

Jiang Fan slid his right hand down his waistline into his robe, his fingertips touching his smooth skin.

Tang Yingxue's knees buckled, and her body slumped forward.

She quickly braced herself against Jiang Fan's shoulders with both hands.

Jiang Fan tightened his arms and pulled forward.

Tang Yingxue lost her balance and fell into his arms.

"Jiang Fan... are you out of your mind?"

Jiang Fan supported her with one hand, stood up, took two steps to the sink, and placed her on it.

The marble countertop was cold, and Tang Yingxue hissed as she instinctively placed her feet on the edge of the sink.

"You're injured like this and you still won't behave."

"That's enough to deal with you."

Tang Yingxue glared at him, but her gaze had no intimidating power whatsoever.

Jiang Fan stood in front of her, lowered his head and bit her earlobe.

"Help me untie it."

Tang Yingxue gritted her teeth and touched Jiang Fan's belt with her fingers.

The moment the zipper was pulled down, she glanced down and her face turned even redder.

Jiang Fan pushed her robe to the sides and tore off the last layer of fabric with one hand.

Tang Yingxue gripped Jiang Fan's uninjured right shoulder with one hand, while her other hand clenched tightly on the edge of the table.

The sink began to make rhythmic noises.

The noise from the bathroom lasted for a long time.

When Jiang Fan carried Tang Yingxue back to the bedroom and placed her on the bed, she didn't even have the strength to lift her arms.

Are you hurt or not?

"He's injured."

"You're still so fierce even after I injured you?"

The system panel popped up.

[Deep Compatibility x2, Lifespan +4000]

Current lifespan: 106300 points

Jiang Fan turned off the control panel, pulled the blanket over Tang Yingxue, who was already asleep.

He turned over and glanced at the gauze on his arm; the tearing pain from the wound was almost gone.

Jiang Fan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

-

Xingcheng, a high-end clubhouse on the banks of the Xiangjiang River.

In the corridor outside the private room, fragments of Qin Wanhao's phone were scattered all over the floor.

He stood there for about ten seconds, slowly suppressing the rise and fall of his chest.

He pushed open the door to the private room, where several investors were drinking with girls. When they saw his expression, their laughter stopped abruptly.

"Everyone, there's an urgent matter at the company, I have to return to Beijing tonight." Qin Wanhao picked up the wine on the table, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp. "Enjoy yourselves tonight, and put the bill on me."

The Maybach downstairs has already started.

"Go to the airport. Contact the captain and request a flight back to Beijing." Qin Wanhao opened the car door and sat in the back seat, his voice a little hoarse.

The car drove into the night.

Qin Wanhao leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

That ledger not only contained Wang Jianping's bribery records, but also all his shady dealings over the years—

Any single page of that document could be enough to put him in jail for several years.

Once it falls into the hands of the enemy, let alone Universal Entertainment, Qin Wanhao will be locked up in jail for life.

He clenched his fists.

Who is it?

His phone rang; it was his assistant's number.

"explain."

"Mr. Qin, Zhang Yihan went to the beauty salon this afternoon and then disappeared. Her phone is off, and no one is home."

"They ran away?"

Qin Wanhao released his grip, ripped off the crooked tie, and tossed it aside.

"She thinks she can get away?"

He hung up the phone and dialed a number.

"Third brother. The people in the intelligence agency. Dig three feet into the ground, find out Zhang Yihan. Find out who has been in contact with her these past few days."

The account book is lost. Zhang Yihan has run away. These two events happening at the same time are no coincidence.

Zhang Yihan doesn't have the guts or the brains. There must be someone behind her.

-

The next morning, when Jiang Fan woke up, Tang Yingxue was already making a phone call in the living room.

He got dressed and went outside. Tang Yingxue hung up the phone, saw him, and gave him a quick glance.

"Does your arm still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Jiang Fan moved his left arm a couple of times.

The skin under the gauze no longer feels any different, and the recovery speed is faster than expected.

"My flight back to Shanghai is this afternoon." Jiang Fan sat down on the sofa.

Tang Yingxue went over and poured him a glass of water.

"I just received news that Qin Wanhao returned to Beijing last night. It's spreading in the industry that he's looking for Zhang Yihan."

Jiang Fan took a sip of water and put the cup down.

"Just continue as usual, keep up with your schedules and endorsements. Don't give anything away."

Tang Yingxue nodded.

"Don't touch those shareholders within Global who have something to hide. Let me deal with Qin Wanhao first."

Jiang Fan slung his bag over his shoulder. "During this time, whenever someone asks you about the villa in the western suburbs, you say you don't know anything."

"I understand." Tang Yingxue escorted him to the entrance.

Jiang Fan changed his shoes and placed his hand on the doorknob.

"I'll come back to collect your homework the day Universal changes its ownership to Tang."

Tang Yingxue blushed and glared at him. "Just go already."

-

At 3 p.m., Jiang Fan returned to Fanyin Studio.

Li Cheng looked up and saw Jiang Fan, then followed him into the office.

"Brother Jiang, you're back. There's been a new development regarding the land in Songjiang."

Jiang Fan tossed his backpack onto the sofa, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "What's going on?"

"Wang Jianping has expedited the approval process. Zhao Gang's Runtian Environmental Protection has already paid the deposit and should receive the property ownership certificate by next Wednesday at the latest."

Jiang Fan unzipped his backpack, took out the black hardcover folder, and threw it on the table.

"Take a look at this."

Li Cheng opened the folder with a puzzled look.

His eyes widened as he glanced at the first page.

"Holy crap... this, this is..." Li Cheng's hands began to tremble.

"Qin Wanhao's ledger," Jiang Fan said, leaning back in his chair. "It contains details of the 12 million bribes Wang Jianping received. The transfer records and the records of overseas accounts are all in there."

Li Cheng swallowed hard, flipped through a couple of pages, and quickly closed the book.

"Brother Jiang, you went to Beijing these past few days to get this done?"

"Um."

"Has Qin Wanhao gone mad?"

"He's gone mad. He's searching the whole capital for him now." Jiang Fan tapped the table.

"First, make a copy of Wang Jianping's page. Send it anonymously to the Songjiang District Discipline Inspection Commission. Also, send another copy to Wang Jianping's office."