My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Thud..."

"Brother Xuan!"

The pointed-face guy scurried out and helped the dusty Zhou Zixuan up, "Let's go, we can't afford to mess with someone who has five billion yuan in their bank account!"

"I'm just... ow..."

Zhou Zixuan held his back, feeling somewhat unconvinced inside.

He looked Qin Yu up and down but couldn't see any signs that Qin Yu was a man with billions in wealth.

"Hey, Brother Xuan, how come..."

When Zhou Zixuan was on the ground, the pointed-face guy hadn't noticed. Now, helping him up, he saw his pants were wet and dripping, faintly exuding a rancid smell.

"Did you pee yourself?"

The pointed-face guy asked subconsciously.

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Zhou Zixuan glared fiercely at the pointed-face guy before handing over the keys, "Drive the car!"

"Oh!"

The pointed-face guy supported Zhou Zixuan toward the parking lot.

Ring, ring...

At that moment, Zhou Zixuan's phone rang. Pulling it out, he saw it was a call from his dad.

"Hello, Dad?"

Zhou Zixuan answered the phone in a muffled voice.

"Bang... oh, I'm so sorry!"

Inside the car, after finishing a video conference, Yan Mingyu had just opened the door and bumped into Zhou Zixuan, who was on the phone.

"Don't you have eyes..."

The pointed-face guy immediately shouted at Yan Mingyu.

"You..."

Zhou Zixuan wanted to get angry too, but when he saw Yan Mingyu's face clearly, his pupils dilated a bit.

He was used to women from the nightclubs who would spread their legs for money; he had never seen someone with the demeanor and beauty of Yan Mingyu.

Not blinking, he stared at Yan Mingyu. After a second or two, he grinned, "No problem, no problem... So, can I add you on WeChat?"

"No need!"

Yan Mingyu said coldly.

"Zhou Zixuan, what are you trying to do?"

Qin Yu also came out of the bank, thinking Zhou Zixuan was harassing Yan Mingyu, and walked over with a stern face.

"You know each other... I didn't do anything; I'm leaving..."

Zhou Zixuan was a bit afraid of Qin Yu by now; he was not only strong but also wealthy. Shrinking his neck, he quickly slid into his BMW with the pointed-face guy.

"Has the money arrived?"

Yan Mingyu didn't take someone like Zhou Zixuan seriously. Her company had just said the financial hole was getting bigger, and they needed the money to plug it urgently.

"It has, get in the car and I'll explain,"

Qin Yu nodded his head.

He and Yan Mingyu got in the car and quickly left the parking lot.

Inside the BMW 5 Series.

Zhou Zixuan took one last deep look at the departing BMW X5 before continuing the phone call, "Dad, it's nothing, what were you saying about Uncle Er coming to East Sea?"

"It's your grandma's adopted Uncle Er, remember? He went to the suburbs to visit your grandmother last month, have you forgotten?"

Zhou Zixuan's father said.

"Oh, that one, Feng Uncle Er from Martial Alliance, right?"

Zhou Zixuan also remembered.

It was just that Uncle Feng rarely interacted with their family, even if he occasionally came to East Sea, he would just visit his grandmother and leave.

Additionally, he was just an ordinary person who had no clue about the weight behind the two words "Martial Alliance." He even thought that this Uncle Feng wasn't doing so well, which was why he was too embarrassed to approach their family. As a result, he never took this Uncle Feng seriously.

"Yeah, your grandma has come over to live with us, right? This Uncle Feng is coming to East Sea to stay at our place for a while, to keep grandma company. Come back soon, cosy up to your grandma a bit, and when you're in front of Uncle Feng, say a few good words for you, it won't hurt you in the future!"

Zhou Zixuan's father seemed to value this Uncle Feng a lot.

"Why is that?"

Zhou Zixuan asked, puzzled.

"You little rascal, all you know is to fool around all day. Do you have any idea how important your uncle is in the Martial Alliance? He is the Vice Alliance Hierarch of the Southern Martial Alliance, and when anyone in the Martial Alliance brings up Feng Wudao, who doesn't know him?"

Zhou Zixuan's father said somewhat angrily.

"Oh... I'll come back tonight then!"

Zhou Zixuan agreed reluctantly.

What era is it already, still Martial Alliance, has he been reading too many novels?

Zhou Zixuan curled his lips and put down his phone, "Go to the hotel, I need to take a bath first. How can I go back looking like this?"

"Brother Xuan, one of my live streaming fans is also into martial arts. I heard that the Martial Alliance is really powerful, and even those bosses worth billions don't dare to offend them. Since that Uncle Feng is some sort of Vice Alliance Hierarch, I think you should try to cozy up to him. Maybe he could help you beat up that Qin Yu, get some revenge!"

The guy with the pointed-face said, grabbing Zhou Zixuan's arm.

"Eh... how come I didn't think of that?"

Zhou Zixuan slapped his forehead.

After that, the pointed-face guy started the BMW and turned onto the main road. They just caught sight of Qin Yu parking the BMW X5 on the roadside, talking to Yan Mingyu.

"Damn it... That woman, she's not that bastard's girl, is she? She sure is pretty, if I could sleep with her for one night..."

Through the open car window, Zhou Zixuan looked at Yan Mingyu's charming face, feeling a heat in his chest.

......

Evening came.

Qin Yu drove Yan Mingyu back to Four Seas Corporation.

The problems facing the company were getting more and more serious, and she had to stay at the office overnight to work overtime and handle some matters.

"Then I'm going back!"

If it were any other time, Qin Yu would have stayed at the company too, to accompany his wealthy and beautiful wife.

But now, with Huang Lianying and Feng Wudao issuing a public challenge against him, he had to devote his time to training and improving his strength.

"Alright, don't worry about the company for now, I'll handle it." Yan Mingyu knew that compared to the troubles at the company, Qin Yu was facing a life-or-death situation, which was far more severe.

Only after Qin Yu blended his car into the traffic did Yan Mingyu enter the company's main gate.

Before long.

Qin Yu returned to the small hotel in the urban village.

After entering Pei Luoyan's room, he said, "I received the money. Stay one more night, then leave East Sea."

"Heh, are you ditching me after using me? You get your money and then you tell me to go?"

Pei Luoyan said with a joking tone.

"Sigh, you must have heard of Huang Lianying and Feng Wudao, right? Both are on file with the Division 7 and are preparing to publicly challenge me. The Division 7 operatives will probably come to East Sea too. If you want to get caught, stay here!"

Qin Yu sighed and said.

"Uh..."

Pei Luoyan was stunned for a moment before saying with a hint of sympathy, "So, you're in a worse situation than I am? I still have a chance at life, but facing a public challenge from two top experts, you're pretty much dead for sure!"

"I'm... Get your things and leave quickly, and don't forget to instruct the bank to transfer the remaining five hundred million to me."

Qin Yu waved his hand in annoyance.

"Okay. I'm leaving right away, and I hope I can still get through to your phone next time!"

Pei Luoyan didn't waste words. He quickly packed up and prepared to continue on the run.

"By the way, what about your puppet?"

Qin Yu suddenly thought of something.

If he could borrow Pei Luoyan's puppet, wouldn't his chances of winning against Huang Lianying and Feng Wudao be much higher?