The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Huang Feiyang came out of the restroom, shook his hands, and looked at his hairline in the mirror.

Because he applied hairline powder.

Although he is a middle-aged man, he is refined.

Just like his life, he always lived for himself.

He has many illegitimate children, but he will not acknowledge any of his wives or sons.

Having a family is a weakness in the underworld.

The only daughter, Huang Zhiyu, was also a tool planned early on to deal with the old brothers in the early days.

As for the inheritance of the Five Lakes Gang?

He never even considered passing on the legacy; he wouldn't mind selling the Five Lakes Gang if necessary.

As long as the price is right, and it's enough to be a stepping stone for him to advance his career, that's fine.

Now the Five Lakes Gang has become the Five Lakes Group, and he continues to run for elected representative.

Everything else will proceed as usual.

Huang Zhiyu is still the next successor, and those old brothers still need to be eliminated.

If faking death doesn't work this time, try a serious illness next time.

He lay in bed pretending to have a terminal illness.

His old comrades will definitely try to cause Huang Zhihe to "have an accident" before he dies, forcing him to choose a successor again.

Then he returns fully healed and kills his old comrades.

Everything is under his control, isn't it?

Huang Feiyang smiled at himself in the mirror and took a big puff of his cigar.

Absolute egoists are often accompanied by an extremely strong desire for control; nothing can escape their control.

Therefore, Huang must die.

His actions challenged Huang Feiyang's bottom line.

Even though he knew that Huang was indeed very capable, he wasn't confident that he could control the guy.

Huang Feiyang shifted his gaze from himself to the other side.

Because another face that looked somewhat similar to his appeared in the mirror.

"Dad, I want to talk to you."

"you say."

"I know this sounds like childish tantrums, but I have no other way to change your mind."

Instead of cutting her wrists, Huang Zhiyu simply picked up a gun and pointed it at herself.

"Father, I hope you can spare my brother's life."

"I thought he was going to point a gun at me for a stranger I'd only known for a month."

Huang Feiyang didn't panic. He'd been through so many bullets in his life.

But anger surged in his eyes.

Clearly, Huang Zhiyu's out-of-control behavior greatly displeased him.

"Dad is doing this for your own good; you've been deceived by him."

"Did he deceive me?"

"Dad wanted to pass everything on to you, but he was only doing it to climb the social ladder; he was taking what was yours."

Huang Feiyang's tone seemed to carry a hint of magic.

He said, "Dad is indeed very promiscuous and has wronged your mother."

But out of so many illegitimate children, your father only chose you as his heir, and has given you the best of everything since you were little, so how could your father possibly harm you?

These three sentences are what Huang Feiyang has been saying for the past twenty-odd years.

I don't know how many times I've said this.

Just hearing these words, anyone would feel like a child who is pampered by their father.

Huang Zhiyi used to think so too.

After Huang Feiyang finished speaking, he walked straight past her without giving her another glance.

He ignored what she said and paid no attention to the gun she pointed at her temple.

These are behaviors she has been accustomed to since childhood.

Whenever I have any personal requests.

Her father would always express how much he loved her, then silently ignore her behavior.

It's easy to understand from Huang Feiyang's perspective.

Just feed him well and treat him well; he's not short of money.

When they have their own ideas, just make up some sweet talk to coax them, and when the time comes, send them out to die, and that's considered fulfilling their mission.

In his eyes, this was not raising a child at all, but an investment.

It does not involve emotions.

From Huang Zhiyu's perspective...

That's precisely why she seems so indifferent.

Most defensive personalities arise from unmet core needs during childhood.

Especially for someone like Huang Zhiyu, who not only subjectively feels that she is spoiled, but also feels that "she is pampered" by others in her upbringing.

But deep down, I didn't feel valued.

This extreme contradiction can lead to an increasingly indifferent personality.

She has always thought that this is normal.

Everyone does this, treating habits as familiar safe zones.

But if you've truly experienced being loved in your life, you can never go back.

No one needs to tell you it's fake, because you can tell what's fake at a glance.

Lu Yuan's approach was almost completely different from his father's.

Lu Yuan almost never said to her, "I'm very good to you."

Even Huang's fan club knows that "everything is for Huang Zhiyi," but Lu Yuan has never said it out loud.

However, Lu Yuan's behavior almost satisfied all of her needs.

True love and being loved are things that don't need to be expressed, because the result will naturally manifest in actions.

When Hwang Chih-yu started behaving more and more like a little girl, even pouting and acting cute.

This means that at this moment she felt happiness from the bottom of her heart.

So Huang Zhiyu stood still, watching his father's back.

His eyes were complicated.

Huang Feiyang didn't look at her, nor did he sense any change in her.

As they walked, she said, "He must have contacted you secretly and made you do this, right? Because his plan was exposed and he had nowhere else to turn."

"He hasn't contacted me."

"Then he can just wait to die."

Huang Feiyang looked at the intelligence report with a smile.

He enjoyed the feeling of regaining control of everything; hiding in the shadows while faking his death had been incredibly frustrating for him.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Boss, someone caught Huang Shiyao in Wanhua Street and slashed him three times, but unfortunately he escaped."

Is the news true?

"It's true, someone took a picture."

"No pity! I heard that this Huang guy is quite skilled. Reward the underlings who kill him with 100,000 yuan in cash. Give the order that anyone who injures Huang guy will also receive the money."

"receive!"

Huang Feiyang couldn't wait to return to the banquet hall and share the news with everyone present.

Everyone listened silently, undoubtedly marveling at Huang Feiyang's dominance in the underworld.

Only he could do this kind of thorough, meticulous search for people.

A group of Huang Shenyao's fan club members were also sitting together, and they all lowered their heads when they heard the news.

It seems that Huang is destined for misfortune.

"More good news! Huang has been shot three times!"

Huang Feiyang chuckled and put down the phone again.

A group of people below clasped their hands in a gesture of flattery, saying, "It seems Huang Shiyao is not far from being caught."

In the following period, Huang Feiyang received a piece of good news almost every five minutes.

"Huang was shot and ran away."

"Huang was forced to jump off the building and ran away."

"Huang was shot at by submachine guns and ran away."

"Huang got pricked by a bamboo skewer and ran away."

"Huang was hit by a sniper rifle and ran away."

"Huang was hit by a car and ran away."

"Huang was riddled with 103 bullet holes and ran away."

"Huang was hit by three tank shells and ran away."

"Huang was hit by the aircraft carrier when it turned around and was thrown into the sea. He escaped."

"Huang was hit by gamma rays and escaped."

When good news kept coming in, even to an absurd degree.

Huang Feiyang put down his phone, his expression turning grim.

Let's not even talk about where the Five Lakes Gang got their tanks and aircraft carriers from.

Even if these are true.

"Is this yellow thing Superman?"