Chapter 48: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry
Chapter 48: Quite the Bold One
Seeing the threat in her eyes, Old Master Yan froze for a moment, his expression slightly awkward, and the nostalgic look in his eyes fleeting.
"..."
It had been two years since he'd seen this side of his granddaughter.
He awkwardly turned his head, coughing with exaggerated force, "Cough, cough, forget I said that."
With one hand clutching his chest and the other supporting himself on the wall, he dramatically added, "Oh, I’m not feeling well. I’ll just head back to my room."
He quickly lifted his foot and hurried back into the room, locking the door with swift precision to prevent anyone from entering.
"..."
Now, only the two of them were left in the hallway, the air thick with an uncomfortable silence.
Suddenly, Yan Zhixu’s demeanor shifted. Her usual laziness disappeared, and her expression became slightly more serious.
Curling her lips into a smile, a cold laugh escaped her throat as she strode toward the elevator, heading to Sheng Jinyun’s office.
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Tch, impressive. Coming out in broad daylight, quite the guts on them.
Fu Shimo, with one hand in his pocket and the other adjusting his glasses, a flash of darkness in his gaze, stepped forward to follow.
Sheng Jinyun's office.
"Uh... damn."
He suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, his breath becoming laborious as if a pair of strong hands were choking him.
Sitting in his office chair, he struggled, trying to break free from the invisible grip.
"Please, this... unknown lady... let's talk this out, no need to get violent..." Sheng Jinyun's face grew desperate as he couldn’t break free from the grip.
A flash of realization hit him, and he quickly pulled a talisman paper from his pocket.
With swift, precise movements, he threw it in front of him, hitting his mark with ruthless accuracy.
"Ah—"
A chilling scream echoed in his ears, and the sensation around his neck vanished.
He felt much lighter, his breathing finally easing.
Sheng Jinyun exhaled in relief, swallowed repeatedly, and rushed for the door without taking a moment to relax.
Just as his hand reached for the door handle, a cold sensation gripped him from behind, sending chills down his spine.
It felt as if something had grabbed him, dragging him back uncontrollably.
A flicker of anger appeared on Sheng Jinyun's face as he stared at the ceiling.
"Damn it, I’ve never done anything to you. What’s your problem? Why torture me like this?"
What was going on? Why had this ghostly presence chosen to latch onto him?
Recalling Yan Zhixu’s warning the previous night, he deeply regretted his actions. If he had known, he wouldn’t have gone out, and none of this would have happened.
With a resigned, grim expression, he sighed, trying to reason with the invisible force, "Miss, what do you want from me? I’m no scoundrel; I haven’t hurt any young girls."
If this was revenge, it didn’t make sense for it to be aimed at him—it was absurd.
"..."
There was nothing but silence, no response from the unseen presence.
Sheng Jinyun was dragged closer to the window, his back pressed against the cold glass.
An external force continued pushing him toward the window as cold sweat drenched his back. His terror deepened, and his voice shook with fear, "Are you trying to kill me? Please, calm down. Murder is illegal."
The pressure increased, as if the force intended to smash him through the tough glass.
"Bang—"
(End of Chapter)
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