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Chapter 107 The whole internet is calling for a wife, aren't you going to do anything about it?

He clearly hid these things on a private server overseas, and only he knew the password. How could they have been leaked?

"Quick! Get it removed from the trending topics! We'll pay any price!"

Wang Defa roared hysterically.

"We can't withdraw... we can't withdraw, Mr. Wang!"

The secretary was on the verge of tears, "It's all over the internet, the servers have crashed!"

"And...and the police were already downstairs!"

"What?!"

Wang Defa's vision went black, and he almost fainted.

He frantically grabbed his phone, his hands trembling as he scrolled through his contacts, trying to find connections to get the person out of trouble.

But before he could dial, his phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

Location displayed: Jinghai.

Wang Defa, as if grasping at a straw, answered the phone shakily: "Hey? Who is this? Can you help me, brother...?"

On the other end of the phone came a lazy young man's voice, with the sound of a cartoon playing on a television in the background.

"Mr. Wang, how have you been?"

Wang De was stunned for a moment, then realized: "It's you! It's that pretty boy!"

"Watch your mouth."

Zhang Yan's voice remained calm. "I'm here to inform you that the Excel spreadsheet you just saw was only the first wave."

"I also have your chat logs with several money laundering underground banks. If you don't think that's exciting enough, I can send them out as well."

"No! Don't send it!"

Wang Defa completely broke down.

He knelt down with a thud and started kowtowing frantically at the phone, not caring whether the other person could see it or not.

"Mr. Zhang! Sir Zhang! I was wrong! I was blind to your greatness!"

"Please, please have mercy! I'll immediately have all the negative information about President Nie removed! I'll make that bitch Su Su issue a public apology!"

"I'll pay you back! One hundred million... no, five hundred million! Just let me go!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then a soft laugh came.

"Five hundred million? Mr. Wang, that's generous of you."

"but……"

Zhang Yan's voice suddenly turned cold, like a wind blowing from an extremely cold place.

Some things can't be bought with money.

"Since you dare to lay your hands on my wife, you should be prepared to have them chopped off."

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The phone hangs up.

Immediately afterwards, heavy footsteps and the familiar words "Police, don't move" came from outside the private room.

……

River View No. 1 Villa.

Zhang Yan tossed his phone back onto the coffee table and picked up the half-eaten orange segment again.

"Done."

Nie Qingcheng sat next to her and listened to the entire phone call.

She looked at Zhang Yan with a complicated expression.

There was admiration, heartache, and above all, an indescribable sense of security.

"husband."

Nie Qingcheng suddenly leaned closer, resting her entire body against him as if she had no bones, her chin resting on his shoulder.

"How come you can do everything?"

"He's a hacker, he can operate an excavator, he can cook, he can play the piano..."

Nie Qingcheng drew circles on his chest with her finger. "Are you really an orphan?"

"Could they be some kind of secret agent trained by the state?"

"Even secret agents don't have as much freedom as I do."

Zhang Yan casually put his arm around her waist; the feel of her skin was wonderful.

"I'm just... forced by life's circumstances; it's always good to have more skills."

At this moment, Nie Qingcheng's phone started vibrating wildly again.

She picked it up and glanced at it, and a smile instantly bloomed on her face, which had just been gloomy.

"It's all reversed! It's completely reversed!"

Nie Qingcheng scrolled through the screen, her eyes sparkling.

With Wang Defa's downfall, the rumors about Qingcheng Group were dispelled.

Netizens' anger was directed at Wang Defa and Su Su, while Qingcheng Group, because of this incident, became a "conscientious enterprise persecuted by capital".

In particular, the promotional video that Zhang Yan filmed earlier has seen a surge in popularity again.

The comments section is unbearable to read.

"Holy crap! This is a real chaebol heiress! Su Su's surgically enhanced face is utterly crushed in comparison!"

"Sister is so beautiful! Sister, please give me a kiss!"

"That poise, that figure—she's the epitome of a national sweetheart!"

"Wife! I'm your long-lost husband!"

"Get out of here, you guys! Mr. Nie is mine! Draw your swords, everyone!"

As Nie Qingcheng looked at the comments calling her "wife," she couldn't help but smile, her vanity greatly satisfied.

After all, who doesn't like to be praised?

She deliberately held her phone up to Zhang Yan's face, pointing to the comment with the most likes: "Look, this netizen said that if I'm willing to marry him, he's willing to sell all three of his cows to buy me a bag."

"And this one, called 'Qingcheng's Little Puppy,' said he wants to be my security guard, he doesn't want a salary, he just wants to see me every day."

Nie Qingcheng tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with a sly provocation.

"Zhang Yan, the whole internet is calling me 'wife,' aren't you going to do anything about it?"

"So many people are trying to steal your girlfriend, aren't you jealous?"

Zhang Yan glanced at the screen.

He reached out and pinched Nie Qingcheng's delicate face, applying a little force to make her mouth look like a duck's beak.

"Um... what are you doing here..."

"Jealous?"

Zhang Yan laughed, a laugh that was somewhat arrogant.

"A bunch of guys who can only drool over things from behind a screen, what's there to be jealous of?"

He released his grip and gently stroked her rosy lips with his thumb.

"Let them shout, it's just a matter of venting."

"They can shout themselves hoarse, but you'll still have to sleep in my bed."

"As for the one who wanted to sell the cow..."

Zhang Yan picked up the car keys, stood up, and looked down at her.

"Tell him to save his breath."

"Those bags of yours are enough for him to sell cattle for several lifetimes."

Nie Qingcheng's heart raced and her cheeks flushed as she was aroused by his domineering demeanor.

"A megalomaniac."

She snorted, but honestly stood up and took Zhang Yan's arm.

"Let's go."

Zhang Yan glanced at the clock on the wall.

11:30.

There was still half an hour until the time agreed upon in that mysterious text message.

"Where to?"

Nie Qingcheng asked the question knowing the answer already.

Panjiayuan.

A glint of light flashed in Zhang Yan's eyes as he touched the cold core of the "Black Tortoise Armor" in his pocket.

"The flies on the internet have been swatted, now it's time to deal with the rats underground."

"That resort is about to open for trial operation. If we don't clean up these potential problems, our 'Wangcai' will be in for a lot of trouble."

Nie Qingcheng suppressed her smile, and her eyes sharpened.

She took a black trench coat from the hanger and draped it over herself, covering the alluring nightgown, instantly transforming from a shy, demure woman back into the ruthless "Bamboo Leaf Green".

"How dare you try to take over my territory."

Nie Qingcheng put on her high heels, pushed open the door, and the night wind lifted the hem of her clothes.

"I want to see whether the people in this ghost market are human or ghosts."

The black Cullinan, like a silent behemoth, glided into the night, heading towards Panjiayuan, a place brimming with mystery and desire.

And behind them.

A storm surrounding "Tiangong Hot Spring" has only just begun.