Iceberg Female CEO's Unparalleled War King

"Wuu, wuu, wuu..."

After leaving Academy Street, Li Mengting, covering her cheeks, finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst into crying.

When she was with Han Yu, even though they weren't rich, he truly cared for her. Not only did he never lay a hand on her, but he also never even said a harsh word to her.

But now, her current boyfriend, Guo Zhenwei, had slapped her face hard in front of so many of his minions, which made her feel both humiliated and aggrieved.

Guo Zhenwei also knew he had gone too far, so he could only slinkingly apologize, "Tingting, don't cry, okay?"

"I'll take you to International Trade Plaza later. Didn't you have your eye on a Gucci bag before? I'll buy it for you!"

True to his reputation as a playboy, the "bag" cure-all immediately made Li Mengting stop crying.

She wiped her tears, sniffled twice, and nodded, "Okay, you promised, you better not be lying to me."

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Guo Zhenwei chuckled, caressing Li Mengting's delicate waist, becoming somewhat restless in his thoughts.

Because of the earlier incident, Li Mengting was still a bit upset. She pouted and pushed Guo Zhenwei's hand away, asking curiously, "Mr. Guo, who was that Yan person just now?"

"Why does she act so high and mighty... as if she owns the world..."

"Shh!"

Guo Zhenwei gestured for silence, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then responded, "She's the personal secretary to the newly-appointed Iceberg Female CEO of Lin Corporation, Yan Li!"

"The reason our Guo's Building Materials City has been doing so well these past few years is also because of our partnership with Lin Corporation! Just from them alone, the profit is at least twenty to thirty million a year!"

"However!"

His voice paused, his tone somewhat agitated, "Recently Lin Qingya has been restructuring the group's internal and external disciplines, clearing out quite a few middle and high-level executives and suppliers."

"My father says it's very likely that our Guo's Building Materials City will get targeted."

"Do you think I can afford to offend Secretary Yan at a critical time like this?"

Upon hearing Guo Zhenwei's explanation, Li Mengting suddenly understood.

No wonder Guo Zhenwei shrunk like a mouse before a cat upon seeing Yan Li, not daring even to breathe a word.

Wait a minute!

She suddenly thought of something.

"Wei, you said that Yan Li is from Lin Corporation, so what is she doing on Academy Street? And why intervene in our business with Han Yu?"

"Could it be that she knows Han Yu?"

Guo Zhenwei shook his head, his tone decisive, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Who is Secretary Yan? She's the closest and most trusted person to Lin Qingya! The people she usually meets are all important figures—even my father has to bow and scrape, keeping a very low profile in front of her!"

"How could someone like her possibly know a poor nobody like Han Yu?"

"In my opinion, it must've been that Secretary Yan just happened to pass by and saw us beating Han Yu. She couldn't stand it, and that's why she spoke up to stop us."

He didn't even believe what he was saying as he said it, but he had no other explanation.

...

Meanwhile, at 137 Academy Street courtyard.

Lin Qingya, with her arms crossed, heels clicking, stood before Han Yu like a queen high above.

This was her third time bringing up the matter of marriage to Han Yu.

She believed that since she had appeared and saved him during his toughest times, this time Han Yu would surely agree.

Looking at the marriage agreement handed to him, Han Yu gave a bitter smile. He had not even flipped open the first page when he once again shook his head and refused, "Miss Lin, I'm truly grateful to you!"

"But I really can't sign this agreement!"

"Can't sign it?"

Upon hearing these words, Lin Qingya's face instantly darkened, and she nearly roared, "What did you just say? Can't sign it?!!!"

"Han Yu! You make yourself clear! In what way am I not good enough for you?"

"Or is it because my slaps from yesterday are still making you unhappy, so you're deliberately refusing, to take revenge on me?"

Being rejected three times in a row would enrage even a clay Buddha, let alone the always proud Iceberg Female CEO Lin Qingya.

Inside the car, she mulled over why Han Yu had rejected her. What gave him the right to reject her?

Was it because she didn't look good enough?

Or was it because she had slapped him hard several times last night, wounding his male pride?

It must be said, Lin Qingya was indeed stunningly beautiful, even when she was angry, she looked lovely.

Reluctantly, Han Yu moved his gaze away from Lin Qingya, looking at the medical record hanging on his electric scooter, and then he sighed deeply, "Miss Lin, you have misunderstood."

"I really can't sign this agreement because I have a terminal illness, only a few weeks left to live..."

Slap!

Lin Qingya stepped forward and smacked him across the face.

"You bastard! I'm talking to you nicely, and you're telling me stories?"

"Have you watched too many Korean dramas? Terminal illness? Why don't you say you've been shot in the head!"

Han Yu raised his head, looking sincerely at Lin Qingya, said in a heavy voice, "What I said is true, I have brain cancer!"

"The doctor said I have at most two months to live, at the shortest, I might not even last two weeks..."

To make her believe him, Han Yu walked over to his electric scooter, handing over films, investigation reports, and his medical history.

Lin Qingya took the documents and scrutinized them carefully, her face instantly revealing a complex expression.

Silence!

The scene fell silent for several minutes.

Lin Qingya pursed her red lips, forcing a very stiff smile, she then said, "I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't know it was like this."

"No, the person who should be saying sorry is me."

Han Yu took back the documents, his expression sincere, "Not only have I hurt you, but now I can't help you either, I truly am sorry."

"I'm sorry!"

After speaking, he bowed deeply to Lin Qingya once more, dragging his weary body toward the stairs.

"Miss!"

Seeing Han Yu leave, Secretary Yan Li quickly came over, but when she saw the document in Lin Qingya's hand, she was stunned, "He... he still hasn't agreed?"

Lin Qingya shook her head, sighing dejectedly, "Let's go..."

"Miss, how are you going to explain this?"

Yan Li was anxious, "Director Lin and the others are waiting to see you fail, forcing you to step down!"

"We'll talk about it later."

Lin Qingya waved her hand dismissively, lifting her gaze worriedly towards the man limping up the stairs.

"Yan, during this time, help me keep an eye on him, and help him as much as you can!"

Yan Li frowned, puzzled, "Why? He's been so unreasonable, repeatedly rejecting you..."

"It's an order!"

Lin Qingya didn't wish to elaborate further.

...

Back at his rental, the door was open, and the place had been trashed.

It was clear Li Mengting had been there with Guo Zhenwei and his group.

Han Yu rummaged through his messy home and found alcohol and cotton. He took off his shirt and began cleaning his wounds with the cotton soaked in alcohol.

Although the thugs brought by Guo Zhenwei were vicious, Han Yu was experienced and had avoided fatal blows.

In front of a broken mirror, Han Yu wiped the wound at his waist.

Suddenly!

The dark purple birthmark on his waist emitted a purple-gold light.

Before Han Yu could react, golden symbols resembling tadpoles circled in the air, then transformed into the four characters "Heavenly Mystery Record," and with a whoosh, the characters dissolved into a golden rain that poured into Han Yu's head.

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