Childhood promises are very sweet.
They make one feel warm inside whenever they recall them.
But childhood promises have a short shelf life.
As we grow up and experience the storms of life, the purest innocence gradually fades, revealing the cold, harsh reality.
Therefore.
Childhood promises are not to be believed!
Anyone who believes them—
Will, like Tang Xiaoni, be trapped in the pain of longing to return to childhood.
Only allowing sad tears to wash over their cheeks again and again.
Li Qianfan, of course, did not hear Tang Xiaoni's cries.
Even if he had, what would it matter?
His thoughts were so pure, he would never, like Mr. Luoben, fantasize about doing things with a doll-like Tang Xiaoni!
After the Tang siblings left, Li Qianfan reported the situation via phone to Su Nanyin.
While mingling with the crowd, Li Qianfan had recorded a video of Luoben publicly yelling at Tang Xiaoni, demanding she spend three nights with him.
He also sent Su Nanyin the surveillance footage of Luoben molesting Tang Xiaoni.
"Don't worry, even if Luoben reports it to the police, it will require careful negotiation first. And the Yao family wouldn't dare act rashly. However, I need to send someone to have a word with the Tang family."
Su Nanyin replied, "As for your situation, there should be nothing happening tonight. Just do what you need to do."
"That's good then."
Li Qianfan replied, "Sis, goodnight."
Whoosh.
Su Nanyin first sent a kiss emoji, then replied, "Brother, sweet dreams."
Yes.
This was the correct way to interact amicably with Sister Guanyin.
Without formality, relaxed and at ease.
While Li Qianfan was reporting the situation to Su Nanyin, Murong Mingyuan stood silently by the door, her head bowed, gazing at her toes, lost in thought.
Li Qianfan picked up his phone and asked, "Where will you sleep tonight?"
There was a suite in the office.
The décor in the suite was no less than that of a five-star hotel.
The soundproofing was particularly good, and the noises from downstairs could only be faintly heard if one strained their ears.
The bed was large.
Leaning against the headboard, watching TV was very comfortable.
Li Qianfan casually picked up the remote and turned on the TV.
Quite by chance.
"Late Night Half Hour" was being broadcast.
It even highlighted the vampire epidemic that had recently garnered significant public attention.
The journalists in the West, who would rather let their wives sleep with pigs than tell a lie, have, through various absolutely reliable channels, basically confirmed that the vampire outbreak, which had brought disaster to the world, originated in Jinmen, East Earth, and was caused by a certain Mr. Li.
Because.
Several of the West's top biochemical and genetic research institutions, after studying vampire patients, all concluded: "The root of vampires lies in the most primitive 209. Currently, only two people in the world carry this mysterious 209."
Who were those two people?
It could only be Li Wujiang and her only son, Li Qianfan!
However.
Before vampires appeared in the world, the 209 virus could only be transmitted through blood and marital relations.
It was certain that Li Wujiang could not have transmitted it to anyone.
Then what about Li Qianfan?
Li Qianfan's reputation as a lecher had already become "famous throughout the land" many years ago.
Even.
A reporter from the British CMM had learned that Mr. Li's fiancée, Ms. Du, had publicly and repeatedly cursed him as a lecher on multiple occasions.
If Mr. Li's fiancée cursed him as a lecher, how could others not believe it?
Therefore.
When the CMM reporters found Ms. Tian, who was infected by Mr. Li, and discovered that Ms. Tian was the first vector of this vampire outbreak, they immediately suspected she had an affair with Mr. Li.
And indeed, it was true!
"Fortunately, there are still guardians of people's lives and safety in this world. That is International Ruixue. It is reported that after the appearance of vampires, International Ruixue's dozens of top virus experts developed 'Guangmingzhe,' which has unimaginable curative effects on vampires. We sincerely hope that there will be fewer Mr. Lis in the world and more International Ruixue!"
The above passage represents the mainstream ideology of the Western media.
East Earth certainly did not agree!
They fought back—
But due to the global public opinion being largely dominated by the West, even East Earth's various righteous refutations were of no avail.
Especially online.
The families of many patients who had tragically fallen victim to vampires spontaneously took to the streets, gathering in front of the embassy stationed locally by East Earth, raising their fists and shouting, "Get out of our country!"
Among the hardliners in various regions, there were even fierce words like "East Earth must cede territory to compensate for local losses."
But all the Western experts would not tell people the fact that the original 209 is not contagious.
*Pat*.
As Li Qianfan lit a cigarette, the main lights went out.
In the soft glow of the nightlight, Murong Mingyuan, her body fragrant after a bath, slowly walked over like a living white sculpture.
In the periphery of Li Qianfan's vision, she crept up silently like a white leopard cat.
She curled up at his feet and remained motionless.
She thought Li Qianfan had come to find her tonight precisely to take her most precious possession.
She had also made all the necessary preparations.
But she was still afraid!
Afraid of being infected with 209—
After a long silence, she softly asked, "Master, can we use protection later?"
Li Qianfan did not speak.
Murong Mingyuan waited for a moment, then carefully said, "I've prepared the thinnest ones for you."
Li Qianfan finally replied, "I don't like it."
Murong Mingyuan fell silent.
Li Qianfan asked, "You think I can infect you?"
Murong Mingyuan knelt up and looked at him, "The overseas experts all say so."
Li Qianfan asked again, "Do you think I would have that kind of relationship with Ms. Tian from Jinmen?"
Murong Mingyuan hesitated, "I don't quite believe it."
Li Qianfan asked again, "Then do you think Chu Yazhi and the others have also been infected by me?"
Murong Mingyuan replied, "I haven't been in contact with Chu Yazhi and the others since the vampire outbreak."
Li Qianfan asked a fourth question, "What if I insist on infecting you?"
Murong Mingyuan replied, "Even if Guangmingzhe costs thirty thousand yuan a box, I can afford it."
She was speaking the truth.
Li Qianfan smiled and put down his phone.
He lay back and stretched his arms comfortably, "It is said that vampires have no incubation period. Once the virus invades, it immediately hides within immune cells. It attacks the body's immune targets at the fastest speed. In simpler terms, vampires feed on immune cells."
The most terrifying aspect of vampires is their ability to give the infected no chance for a period of delay and their consumption of immune cells!
"Mm."
Murong Mingyuan replied, "The experts online also say that."
Li Qianfan asked, "Are you prepared to be infected?"
Murong Mingyuan said nothing, but silently lay beside him, her left leg resting on his waist.
She answered Li Qianfan's question with her actions.
Li Qianfan gently caressed her and said, "I'll give you half an hour to think. Think carefully about what you should say to me."
He was giving Murong Mingyuan a final chance.
Considering the ghost fire flickering on her neck and backside,
Li Qianfan hoped she would voluntarily reveal her dealings with the dark web!
Half an hour passed.
Murong Mingyuan remained silent.
Li Qianfan gradually drifted off to sleep.
Midnight!
Four-Nine, the Yao Family—
*Bang!*
Yao Dongping's elder brother, Yao Dongchuan, slammed the table and roared, "That brat, he's gone too far!"
Indeed.
Li Qianfan was pushing things too far.
Not only did he arbitrarily beat up Yao family disciples in front of nearly two thousand people, forcing the Yao family to foot the bill for so many people,
He also intended to "honestly" seize the agency rights (Guangmingzhe for International Ruixue in East Earth) that the Yao family had worked so hard to secure.
According to online reports, Guangmingzhe sells for 2999 yuan per box.
But this is the price for International Ruixue exporting to East Earth.
When the general agent sells it to others, they will undoubtedly add a markup.
The Yao family is in the pharmaceutical business, not charity!
Adding 500 to 1000 yuan or even more to the original price of 2999 is not excessive, right?
After all, compared to life, money is just an external possession.
As the number of vampire-infected individuals surged, the Yao family seemed to have opened the door to a treasure trove.
Inside were piles of money—
Just as the Yao family was preparing to strike it rich, someone suddenly emerged, intending to seize all this wealth!
Who wouldn't be enraged!?
There is a saying that ruining someone's livelihood is akin to killing their parents.
Revenge for a murdered parent is irreconcilable!!
But here's the problem—
The one who is trying to ruin the Yao family's livelihood comes from the Four-Nine Li family, known as the world's number one scion!
The Yao family truly cannot afford to offend them.
"It seems that our Yao family cannot swallow this entire cake alone."
Yao Dapeng, the head of the Yao family, said slowly, "The only way forward is to proactively seek advice from the Shen family."
Seek advice—
That means proactively asking the Shen family to share this cake, doesn't it?
The core members of the Yao family were truly unwilling,
But they had to accept this extremely harsh reality.
"It's all that Luoben's fault for stirring up trouble for no reason?"
A young member of the Yao family said indignantly, "He not only harmed himself and his family but also completely disrupted our distribution plans. He's truly incompetent and causes more harm than good."
This young Yao family member spoke the truth.
So what?
*Beep, beep, beep*—
The landline on the desk rang.
Yao Dapeng looked at the caller ID and immediately picked it up, his expression grim, "Esteemed Mr. Owen, I am Yao Dapeng, Chairman of East Earth Gospel Pharmaceutical."
Esteemed Mr. Owen is the CEO of International Ruixue.
"Hello, Mr. Yao."
Owen's voice was stern, "Given that high-ranking personnel of our company have been tragically harmed by villains in East Earth! Our board of directors has held an emergency meeting and, after careful deliberation, has made a final decision."
What final decision?
To temporarily suspend all work related to the export of Guangmingzhe to East Earth!!