Hades, the Urban Legend

Chapter 93: Future Life

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Future Life

When they left the Zhongnan Company construction site, nearly an hour had passed. As they exited the room, Yang Chen held several sheets of paper rolled up in his hand, his expression calm and silent, which made Mo Qianni feel uneasy.

Back in the car, Yang Chen remained silent. Unable to hold back any longer, Mo Qianni finally asked, "What's in your hand?"

"You clearly wanted to ask me all this time but waited until now because I didn't offer it up myself. Only when you couldn't hold back anymore did you finally ask. Miss Mo Qianni, is this what's called being reserved?" Yang Chen teased.

Mo Qianni's face flushed with embarrassment as she gave him a coquettish glance and snatched the papers from his hand to take a closer look.

After reading just a few pages, Mo Qianni's eyes widened in disbelief. She glanced at Yang Chen a few times before saying, "I suddenly feel sorry for those guys. They must have been severely threatened to write such confessions without regard for their own lives..."

Indeed, the papers in Yang Chen's hand were filled with the men's detailed confessions about their gambling, fighting, coercion, and various other crimes. Regardless of the truth, each confession was in their own handwriting, signed and fingerprinted—with blood.

These documents could be handed over to the police, and with a lawyer, these men would easily be looking at two to three years in prison, not to mention hefty fines.

Yang Chen pointed to one small note and said, "This one is an IOU from that Da Jun. If you need it, you can always demand the 100,000 yuan debt from him and his brother-in-law. Of course, if you don't want to bother with them, you can just throw it in the trash."

Mo Qianni looked at the note, which was indeed a properly formatted IOU with signatures and seals. This would be valid evidence in court.

Originally, she was in debt due to gambling, but now she was unexpectedly a creditor!

"You didn't torture them like in those crime shows, did you?" Mo Qianni asked, a bit skeptical, imagining a gruesome scene and shuddering.

Yang Chen shook his head, looking serious. "Do I seem like that kind of person? I just had a talk with them about their future lives."

"Future lives?"

"Yes, I asked them if they still wanted to have descendants or if they were ready to end their bloodlines."

"..."

After a long silence, Mo Qianni stuffed the papers that determined those men's fates into the car's glove compartment. She then started the car and drove out of the construction site. Sighing, she said, "Although I don't know exactly how you did it, I have to thank you. You've helped me a lot."

"Those men attacked me too, so it wasn't just about helping you. I wouldn't let them off for my own sake," Yang Chen replied. He thought for a moment and then hesitated before saying, "I told your stepfather to leave on his own. Is that okay?"

"No problem, I rented a place for him nearby. Let him be," Mo Qianni said, frowning. It was clear that Zhang Fugui caused her a lot of grief. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "I don't want to talk about him anymore. Yang Chen, could you accompany me somewhere? I want to properly thank you."

"You're not going to take me to a street food stall again, are you?" Yang Chen grumbled. "The food there was quite spicy last time. My lips were swollen."

Mo Qianni's mood seemed to improve. She smiled with that unique intellectual charm of hers, saying, "It's afternoon tea time, so no food. I'll take you to a place I'm sure you'll like."

Yang Chen was convinced that wherever Mo Qianni took him would be somewhere quite peculiar.

"Miss, your card is a VIP card, and you have the privilege of bringing in one friend," the lady replied patiently.

Yang Chen touched his nose and followed Mo Qianni inside, jokingly saying, "Why do I feel like a gigolo being kept by a rich woman?"

"Cut it out, your face is not white at all," Mo Qianni retorted sarcastically.

Yang Chen was displeased and rubbed his "fair and handsome" face, thinking to himself that this girl was becoming less obedient. She had forgotten so quickly that he was her benefactor.

"Miss Mo, it's been a while since you last came," a familiar, mature, and seductive voice came from the side, expressing sincere welcome to Mo Qianni.

Mo Qianni turned around, showing a joyful yet reserved smile to the newcomer, whether it was a skillful public relations smile or the woman's natural charm.

As for Yang Chen, he turned his head and was stunned for a moment. How could it be her?

Tang Wan, dressed casually, also noticed Yang Chen, and seeing his puzzled expression, she smiled with a hint of playfulness and greeted him, "Mr. Yang, we meet again."

Seeing Tang Wan's knowing look, Yang Chen felt very embarrassed. He knew what Tang Wan was thinking.

The first time they met, he had approached her to alleviate his midnight loneliness, but she had rejected him. The second time, it was in Li Jingjing's office, where he was with the innocent and lovely Li Jingjing. Yet, only a few days later, he was now appearing with the intelligent and charming Mo Qianni at this leisure center.

Not to mention Tang Wan, a smart woman like her could easily deduce other things.

"Miss Tang, do you know Yang Chen?" Mo Qianni asked curiously. In her eyes, it was unbelievable that Yang Chen would know this woman who held a decent position in Zhonghai's upper-class society.

Tang Wan smiled gracefully and replied, "It's fate. This is the third time we've met. It seems Mr. Yang and I are quite fated."

"Heh heh..." Yang Chen laughed awkwardly to cover up, "Indeed, it's quite a coincidence to meet in such a remote place."

Mo Qianni couldn't help but tease, "What's so coincidental about it? Miss Tang here is the owner of Maple Forest Leisure Center. This is her territory. What's there to be surprised about?"

Yang Chen was speechless. No wonder this woman could drive a limited edition Land Rover. It seemed like she was not just wealthy in an ordinary sense. Feeling somewhat resentful, he said, "I was just ignorant and naive..."

His expression, resembling that of a bullied person, amused the two beautiful women, each with her own charm, and they burst into laughter, lightening the atmosphere.

Tang Wan seemed to recall something and, with a glimmer in her eyes, asked warmly, "What brings you two here? Working out? Swimming? Yoga? Or perhaps some racing?"

"We haven't decided yet. We're just here to relax. Do you have any recommendations, Miss Tang?" Mo Qianni inquired.

Tang Wan nodded, "I'm about to watch a tennis match. The players are regulars here, just like Miss Mo, VIPs of Maple Forest. You might meet some acquaintances. How about joining us?"

Yang Chen was about to refuse. After all, he wasn't a VIP, and he didn't know anyone there. But before he could decline, Mo Qianni grabbed his hand and eagerly agreed, "Since it's such a great opportunity, and it's Miss Tang's invitation, we'd love to join. Let's go together!"