Chapter 143: Neither Jesus nor the Buddha can save your life! I, Wen Wan, have declared it!

"Listen, let me finish! Pay attention, this is the important part!"

Chen Luo felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult. He had spent an enormous amount of effort just to soothe her emotions, never expecting to step on a landmine again. He realized his opening had been poorly timed. He needed to smooth things over quickly—wait, no! He was telling the truth; why should he need to smooth anything over?

"Then, Tang Xiwei killed me!"

"What? She dared to kill you? I'll scatter her ashes to the wind!"

As Wen Wan’s grip loosened, Chen Luo took a quick breath and poured out the memories of his past life like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

"In that dream, I never met you. I was just that kind of pathetic simp."

When he uttered the word "simp," a look of self-mockery flashed in Chen Luo’s eyes. "To win Tang Xiwei over, I truly humbled myself into the dirt, acting as a backup option for years."

"It was only after I succeeded in my business that Tang Xiwei saw I had money and finally accepted my proposal."

"But! But I never expected..."

*Crunch!*

The sound of teeth grinding echoed. Chen Luo’s face revealed a deep-seated resentment. Wen Wan had never seen such an expression on him before. In her impression, Chen Luo had always been mature and composed; aside from his feelings for her, he never showed such intense emotional volatility toward anyone else.

"It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m here." Wen Wan gently pulled him into her embrace, her right hand patting his back softly.

"Huff!" Chen Luo took a deep breath and continued. "I never expected that while I was giving everything for her, she would conspire with her boy toy to feed me chronic poison. In the end, to seize my assets, she staged my death to look like a sudden illness and murdered me."

"She never loved me. She only treated me as a tool, a spare tire, a pathetic simp she could squeeze dry at will! That is my dream—or perhaps, it is my future. If I hadn't met you, given Tang Xiwei’s nature, she really would be capable of such things."

"So, Wan'er, can you understand why I hate her to the bone?"

"Huff! Huff!" Chen Luo took several deep breaths. Although he was using the guise of a dream to recount the grievances and bitterness of his past life, it was the first time he had truly released these emotions. It was a profound hatred, spanning from his past life and buried deep within his soul.

"Wan'er, it’s normal if you don't believe me. Perhaps what I said is a bit far-fetched. A dream... heh, it’s just a dream, after all."

Chen Luo smiled self-deprecatingly, but Wen Wan reached out and hugged him tightly.

"No, I believe you. Everything you said—even if it is just a dream—I believe it."

Hearing these words, Chen Luo felt a stinging sensation in his nose. This kind of blind, unconditional belief touched him deeply. Fortunately, so fortunately, it was Wen Wan he met after his rebirth. Only she would care solely about his happiness and dignity, and only she would believe in him against all odds.

He reached out to hold Wen Wan tightly. At this moment, his heart, cold and wounded by the memories of his past life, began to heal. As they held each other, not knowing how much time had passed, Wen Wan whispered into his ear:

"Let me... kill... her."

The cold, clipped words landed in Chen Luo’s ears, filled with murderous intent. "To dare to treat my treasure like that in a dream—even if it is just a dream, I will not allow anyone to hurt you!"

As she spoke, endless killing intent erupted in Wen Wan’s eyes. "Tang Xiwei, you are dead. Not even Jesus or Buddha could save you if they came together—I, Wen Wan, have said it!"

Her voice echoed in the basement, the bone-chilling intent laid bare. A minute later, Mo Lan and the others outside the basement had already received their orders:

[Mobilize all contacts! At any cost, find Tang Xiwei!]

[Find her! Finish her! Scatter her ashes for me!]

...

Suburban Manor, Main House.

"No, Sister Bai, could you explain that again? I still don't understand."

"Why are we putting so much effort into building a company just to ruin it?"

Tang Xiwei looked at Bai Shiya with a face full of confusion. Bai Shiya’s gaze was that of someone looking at an idiot, filled with extreme disdain. If it weren't for the fact that the Young Master didn't want to expose himself too early and needed to use this "outsider" who held a grudge against Wen Wan, she wouldn't have bothered looking at this foolish woman for another second.

*Slap!*

A strike across Tang Xiwei’s face sent her stumbling.

"I’ll say it one more time! If you still don't understand, I’ll throw you into the sea to feed the fish!" Bai Shiya’s face turned livid with anger. Tang Xiwei quickly sat up straight.

"The reason we are building this company is to use it as a detonator for Wen Wan’s project."

"By exposing all the shortcomings and potential problems of online education to the public, we can not only damage their marketing performance but also draw the attention of the education department, perhaps even forcing a crackdown on the online education sector."

"This is a tactic of sacrificing eight hundred of our own to harm three thousand of the enemy!"

Bai Shiya stepped forward, grabbed Tang Xiwei by the collar, and hoisted her up. "I’ve been so clear! Do you understand now? You pig!"

"Un-understand! B-but does this have anything to do with Ye Linna’s company?" Tang Xiwei felt her skin crawl under Bai Shiya’s gaze, wondering if the next second would bring another heavy slap.

*Slap!*

Sure enough, the slap arrived as expected. Tang Xiwei didn't dare to dodge; she knew that if she did, the consequences would be even more terrifying.

"You are a pig! Do you know that?"

"If it weren't for the Young Master’s orders, I wouldn't bother teaching a fool like you!" Bai Shiya roared at Tang Xiwei, falling into a state of pure rage.

"Ye Linna’s focus is also on this online education sector. When the time comes, she will inevitably be affected, running herself ragged. That is when her offline education institutions will be vulnerable!"

"By then, won't you have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters?"

"Do you understand? You pig!"

With Bai Shiya’s roar still echoing in her ears, Tang Xiwei nodded frantically.

"I understand! I understand!"

"Sister Bai! I’ll go do it right now!"

Running out as if fleeing for her life, Bai Shiya’s chest heaved with anger. "Damn it! I’ve never seen such a stupid woman!"

Finally calming herself down, Bai Shiya pulled out her phone.

"Mobilize all our undercover assets in the Southeast. On one hand, protect Tang Xiwei’s whereabouts and identity. On the other, mobilize all resources and prepare to deal with Wen Wan and Ye Linna!"

"Understood!"

Hearing the response on the phone, Bai Shiya hung up and opened her photo gallery. A picture appeared—a young, handsome man. It was Chen Luo.

"The Young Master specifically ordered me to seduce this Chen Luo and destroy the relationship between him and Wen Wan."

"Honestly, a little man like this should be easy to catch. The Young Master is really using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."