Chapter Two: Your Best Friend Is Exactly Who I'm Looking For?!

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Upon reaching this conclusion, Lin Ye was even more astonished. A person with such an extreme fate was rarely seen in the world. He had thought that finding Qiu Wanqing was already a blessing from heaven, but he never expected to find another so soon.

“What exactly is an extreme ‘from-killing’ fate?” Qiu Wanqing asked curiously.

“To put it simply, a person with this fate is destined for a prosperous official career and abundant wealth. However, because their fate is too extreme, they are afflicted with an illness and face a great calamity. If not resolved in time, they likely won’t live past twenty-three.”

“Hubby, you’re amazing! Shiyun has a severe congenital heart condition—hardly anyone knows about it.” Qiu Wanqing’s red lips parted in surprise. “So, she’s one of the people you’re looking for?”

Lin Ye nodded gently, the astonishment on his face not yet faded.

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s set off immediately!” Qiu Wanqing urged hastily. “Shiyun should be turning twenty-three this year!”

“But she’s your best friend... Is this really okay?”

“Oh, I’m very magnanimous. As long as you love me, that’s enough.”

“Let’s be clear—I’m just helping her change her fate. I haven’t promised to take her into my harem.”

Lin Ye shrugged. He wasn’t some protagonist in a wish-fulfillment story who casually amassed a harem. He was a pure-hearted young man, focused on deep affection!

“Don’t worry, my husband is handsome and capable. Which woman wouldn’t like him?” Qiu Wanqing patted her chest confidently. “Leave it to me—I’ll make sure you win over my best friend!”

After much hesitation, Lin Ye agreed, mainly because the bloody peach blossom calamity looming over him was imminent.

Seeing this, Qiu Wanqing was overjoyed. “Great! Finally, someone to help share the burden!”

Lin Ye grinned mischievously, scooped her up in his arms, and headed towards the large bed.

“Don’t get too happy yet. It’s not over!”

The villa was once again filled with an enchanting springtime scene.

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Changjing City.

OVER HOUSE bar.

In a luxurious private booth on the second floor sat an absolutely stunning beauty alone. She wore a black tailored blazer over a white shirt, paired with a black mini skirt and a pair of Balenciaga stockings. On her feet were the latest model YSL high heels, exuding a regal, cold, and noble aura mixed with a commanding presence.

Countless men cast their furtive glances, all drawn to her extraordinarily long and beautiful legs.

Lan Shiyun held a wine glass, her expression indifferent, occasionally returning the hungry gazes of the men with a look of disdain.

“Shiyun! I’m here!”

At that moment, Qiu Wanqing entered the bar with Lin Ye, approaching from not far away.

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The surrounding men’s attention immediately shifted to Qiu Wanqing’s breathtaking beauty.

They had thought the woman in the booth was the ultimate beauty, but now another had appeared!

Indeed, beautiful women always came in groups!

Qiu Wanqing said, “Why are you so late?”

Lan Shiyun rarely smiled, but this time she greeted Qiu Wanqing warmly and invited her to sit down. Her gaze then fell on Lin Ye beside her. “And who is he?”

“He’s a friend of mine, Lin Ye, from Changjing City as well.”

“I don’t recall any Lin family of prominence in Changjing City.”

“He’s not some scion of a wealthy family,” Qiu Wanqing explained.

Lan Shiyun looked somewhat surprised. “None of Qiu’s friends are ordinary people.”

“That makes me sound like an outsider. Aren’t you in a bad mood? Drink up!” Qiu Wanqing laughed.

Lin Ye said little, mainly because he sensed disdain in Lan Shiyun’s eyes. Judging by her demeanor, she probably didn’t like men.

In that case, being too forward would only backfire.

Qiu Wanqing, however, kept enthusiastically recommending herself, which made Lin Ye roll his eyes inwardly.

“Shiyun, what do you think of my friend? Handsome, good personality, extremely affectionate. How about I set him up as your boyfriend?”

Qiu Wanqing whispered into Lan Shiyun’s ear, giggling.

“Stop it. You know I hate men.”

If it weren’t for Qiu Wanqing, Lan Shiyun wouldn’t have let Lin Ye sit there.

She sighed, then took a big gulp of her drink, clearly troubled.

“What’s wrong with you lately? Not happy?”

“Nothing but company affairs. Those old fogies want to cooperate with Jianye Group. I disagreed, so we’ve been in a dispute these past few days.”

A trace of impatience flickered across Lan Shiyun’s usually cold face before she downed another drink.

“Jianye Group... That name sounds familiar.”

“You know the Lin family that used to be in Changjing City, right?”

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Qiu Wanqing was momentarily stunned and instinctively glanced at Lin Ye before responding, “Of course I know. The Lin family was once a rising star, a dark horse. Lin Group’s market value surpassed many old aristocratic families in the capital.”

“Back then, Liu Jianye, chairman of Jianye Group, was a subordinate to Lin Group. After the Lin family was mysteriously massacred, Liu Jianye completely broke away from Lin Group, leading to today’s Jianye Group,” Lan Shiyun said lightly. “You were in elementary school in Changjing City at the time, so it’s not strange you heard about it.”

Lin Ye naturally caught every word of their conversation. When he heard Liu Jianye’s name, a strange glint flickered in his eyes.

He had some impression of Liu Jianye, a man skilled at flattery and gift-giving. After the Lin family fell, Liu Jianye secretly absorbed many of their assets, greatly expanding his business empire.

Having benefited so much, could Liu Jianye possibly know some truths about the Lin family’s tragic demise?

After several rounds of drinking, a faint blush appeared on Lan Shiyun’s pretty face. Usually a teetotaler, she was drinking more than usual today because her best friend was here, showing her trust.

“Come on, drink up.”

“Shiyun, you’re drunk. No more,” Qiu Wanqing said, snatching the glass from Lan Shiyun’s hand and shooting Lin Ye a helpless look.

She had planned to introduce them properly, but Lan Shiyun was just drowning her sorrows, leaving no chance for matchmaking.

“We’re just getting started. Tonight’s fun—bring another bottle of Rémy Martin!”

Lan Shiyun, slightly tipsy, had one high heel half off her foot, revealing an alluring bare foot that drew burning gazes from many men nearby, who swallowed hard.

At that moment, a young man with dyed yellow curly hair approached with a drink, smiling warmly as he sat beside the two women without hesitation.

“Ladies, may I offer you a drink? Would you honor me with your company?”

“Get lost!” Lan Shiyun slurred coldly.

The curly-haired man was caught off guard.

“Miss, I just want to make friends. Is that so wrong?”

“Didn’t you hear me? Get lost!”

Lan Shiyun swayed, her ample chest rising and falling enticingly, making the man feel parched.

Nearby, several young men and women watched the scene with amusement, causing the man to lose face.

“Hey, don’t be so ungrateful! I’m buying you drinks out of kindness. Show some appreciation!”