The taste of hanging oneself was truly unbearable.
The sensation of hanging oneself, yet just missing the mark of death, was an even greater torment.
Even with her vast knowledge, Bai Ziyan could not find words to describe her current feelings.
Finally.
Her consciousness began to fade.
She saw herself transformed into her own creation, a "colorful hanging ghost," imprisoned by a woman.
No matter how she wailed or struggled, she could not break free from that person's back.
But she could see Li Qianfan, his face leering, lowering his head and biting her neck.
Then—
"Erk erk!"
Chu Yazhi, who had been sound asleep in the general manager's lounge of the Zhi Zhi Club, let out a gasp for dear life, followed by a sharp cry: "Master!"
She shivered as if electrified, and only gradually calmed down.
Last night, after receiving Li Qianfan's message, she had immediately prioritized the task of designing a Hanfu for her master.
Rack her brains, pore over data, regardless of her subordinates' rest, she made call after call.
Finally, at 5:30 this morning, she completed the design of the "Caiyi" Hanfu.
Having not slept all night, her spirit was naturally weary.
Especially after receiving the master's call that he would be staying at the club tonight, Chu Yazhi had forced herself to catch up on sleep.
She was sleeping soundly, having a dream.
She dreamt that the colorful hanging ghost on her back had come alive!
And that her master was ferociously dealing with it, as it wailed and struggled, trying to break free from their backs.
How could Chu Yazhi let it escape?
Instinctively, she restrained it with all her might!
But as the colorful hanging ghost struggled, her back truly hurt.
Yet amidst the pain, she suddenly felt like she was on a supersonic aircraft, soaring to the highest point.
Irreversibly—
Without even checking, she knew that both bedsheets would need to be replaced.
"How could I have had such a bizarre dream? And to see Master dealing with the colorful hanging ghost on my back?"
Chu Yazhi closed her eyes, loosened her lips, which she had bitten, and thought, "Perhaps I overworked my brain last night, or maybe I just wanted to show Master the colorful hanging ghost on my back, and thus had this strange dream?"
Chu Yazhi's dream—
Was Bai Ziyan's current reality!!
She truly felt she was about to die.
But why, at a certain moment, did she suddenly feel like she was on a supersonic aircraft, soaring to the highest point?
This sensation was not only something she had never experienced before but also something she could never have imagined even in her dreams.
Could it be that death brought her and others different experiences?
"You are truly a talent, you damn thing."
Li Qianfan's annoying voice suddenly reached Bai Ziyan's ears.
She hurriedly opened her eyes.
Only then did she realize Li Qianfan was standing beneath the horizontal bar, his hands supporting her buttocks.
Li Qianfan would not, in fact, let Bai Ziyan hang herself.
Killing someone was against the law—
He merely wanted to teach this silver-ringed snake a unforgettable lesson, to let her understand that if she dared to kill others, others could retaliate against her!
Seeing her tongue sticking out and her eyes wide open,
Li Qianfan knew she had reached the limit of "challenging death."
He immediately reached out and supported her buttocks, intending to free her from the noose.
But at this moment—
Li Qianfan's nose, though not as keen as Shen Yun's, was far more sensitive than that of a normal person.
When Wang Mingshuai was ambushed by Zhao Lianjin, Li Qianfan could identify the poison he had ingested just by smelling it.
How could he not distinguish the sudden scent emanating from Bai Ziyan's body?
A talent.
This woman, disguised as the "most beautiful lady in Tiandong," was absolutely a talent, damn it!
Li Qianfan, with a look of disgust, took her down from the noose and casually threw her onto the ground.
Ah.
Bai Ziyan cried out in pain.
Li Qianfan ignored her, instinctively bringing his left hand to his nose to sniff.
"Damn it, was my brain short-circuited to intentionally smell this scent?"
Li Qianfan, who almost gagged, quickly slapped his left hand heavily with his right hand.
Then he hurried to the treadmill, picked up the mineral water Bai Ziyan had brought, and washed his hands thoroughly.
Bai Ziyan sat there with her knees together, head bowed, not moving for a long time.
Was it shame?
Who knew!
"From this moment on, our accounts are settled. We owe each other nothing."
Li Qianfan flicked his left hand and looked at Bai Ziyan, speaking with stark clarity: "Don't look for me again, and don't cause trouble for people around me. Otherwise, even if you are a hacker close to Lai Wo Liu, I have a thousand ways to kill you."
"You—"
Bai Ziyan slowly raised her head, her once pale cheeks now flushed crimson: "Who exactly are you?"
"My name is Li Qianfan. Li from mu zi li, Li from qian fan jing zheng."
Li Qianfan stated frankly: "Perhaps you have heard my name."
Had Bai Ziyan heard of Li Qianfan?
She immediately thought of the Lan family in Tiandong, and of Yufeng Villa!!
But she did not know where Li Qianfan truly came from.
She bit her lip hard before saying, "So, you are the Li Qianfan who hung up Lan Ximing and others, turned Lan Yunhai into a complete cripple, and then took away that mother and daughter! No wonder you were with Chu Yazhi when Lan Min was bidding for the club that day."
Li Qianfan nodded.
"I really thought you were a minor."
Bai Ziyan gave a wry smile and asked in a hoarse voice, "Can you tell me where you are from?"
Li Qianfan, however, retorted: "Have you heard of the name Jing Ran, the greatest hacker of our time?"
Bai Ziyan blurted out: "Of course! To me, she is like a god, terrifying like a demon."
"That's my stepmother."
Li Qianfan said proudly, then turned to leave.
If he hadn't been afraid that Bai Ziyan would use her hacking skills to cause trouble, Li Qianfan would never have revealed his relationship with Jing Ran.
"The top hacker is his stepmother. Then he must be..."
As Bai Ziyan murmured this to herself, her face suddenly turned pale.
She knew where Li Qianfan came from!
Li Qianfan walked out of the gym, took out his phone, and typed a message to his mother: "I'm done with Bai Ziyan's matter. Whether you want to win her back in the future is your business. From now on, don't bother me with this again."
After sending the message, Li Qianfan decisively blocked his mother!
After all, Ye Tianjiao had made it clear that in the future, many people, including Li Wujiang, would not interfere with Li Qianfan being suppressed and bullied by the Shen family.
So, what was the use of having this mother anymore!?
"Should I also block that incompetent father?"
Li Qianfan pondered this serious question and leisurely walked down the stairs, arriving at the 22nd floor.
As soon as he stepped out of the stairwell—
He suddenly heard Wei Wan's angry voice from the corner of the corridor: "Bai Yuming, what are you doing?"
*Slap!!*
Li Qianfan immediately analyzed that the crisp sound was the sound of a clear slap.
Ah!
Then came Wei Wan's scream of pain.
"Someone is slapping Wei Wan."
As Li Qianfan hurried towards the corner of the corridor, he heard a man's curse: "Damn it, who the hell do you think you are, Wei Wan, to interfere in my business? Get lost. This bitch dared to slap me, I'll fucking kill her!"
Wei Wan's voice followed: "Ziyu, hurry and leave! Don't fight with him, just go!"
"Wei Wan is being beaten because someone is targeting my wife."
Li Qianfan immediately understood and leaped to the corner of the corridor.
Then, he saw more than a dozen people.
Most of them were onlookers.
Wei Wan, with several clear finger marks on her left cheek, looked panicked, her arms spread wide in front of Su Ziyu, urging him to leave quickly.
Su Ziyu's face was full of anger, his right fist clenched, staring at a middle-aged man.
This man was Bai Yuming, whom Wei Wan had just rebuked.
The pot-bellied Bai Yuming wore a company name tag around his neck and also had a palm print on his left cheek.
He was roaring, cursing Wei Wan to get out of the way.
"Ziyu, hurry and go!"
Wei Wan urged Su Ziyu again and then shouted at Bai Yuming: "Bai Yuming, I'm going to find Mr. Bai right now! I'll tell her that you not only harass me regularly, but you also ogle my college classmate and try to make a move on her."
"Nonsense! Do you really think I didn't see that your classmate is a corporate spy from an outside company? She used her classmate relationship to try and steal confidential company documents from our Ziyan Technology, and I caught her red-handed. Just as I was about to apprehend her, she slapped me. Damn it! I won't let her off, will I!?"
Bai Yuming cursed, raising his hand to grab Wei Wan's hair.
He wanted to shove Wei Wan aside.
He wanted to capture Su Ziyu, whom he had been smitten with at first sight!
He wanted to—
What did Bai Yuming want?
He wanted his Moroccan currency—
Just as his right hand was about to grab Wei Wan's hair, a young man suddenly appeared in his vision.
Before Bai Yuming could react, he felt his right wrist gripped tightly.
It hurt so much!
But even more pain was yet to come!!
Li Qianfan's left hand grabbed Bai Yuming's wrist, and his right fist smashed heavily onto his forearm.
There were fifteen people present, including Su Ziyu.
They all witnessed with their own eyes Bai Yuming's right forearm become as thin as a twig, unable to withstand a single blow.
It was broken straight by a punch from this young man who had appeared out of nowhere.
Before Bai Yuming could even scream—
Grayish-white bone fragments pierced diagonally out of his skin.