Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 38
Five years later, in Haishi…
As dawn broke, in the top-floor presidential suite of the Chantilla Hotel, the curtains were tightly drawn, leaving the room’s contents barely discernible in the dim light.
“Sheng Nuan, don’t…”
A figure suddenly sat up in bed, breathing heavily and in disarray. In the darkness, his eyes were filled with panic and confusion.
After a while, once he had finally calmed down, the figure finally moved.
He reached out his hand to use the touchscreen to open the curtains. When the morning sun peeked over the horizon, a few rays of light streamed into the room, adding a touch of warmth to the cold space.
The man’s handsome features, so beautiful they could be described as pretty, were somewhat obscured by the cold pressure of his brows and eyes. He lifted a hand to press his brow and let out a long, deep sigh.
It was that dream again.
Each time, the dream felt as vivid as if it had happened just yesterday, yet in reality, five full years had already passed.
He reached under the pillow to pull out a necklace, gently rubbing it with his fingertips… It had been five years.
These five years seemed to have dragged on. From his difficult return home, to gradually regaining power; with his grandfather’s help, he eventually took back control of the Qing family business… while also sending that so-called uncle to prison.
Over twenty years ago, his biological parents were kidnapped, and later, after he returned to the Qing family, he was poisoned—all due to his good uncle’s handiwork.
Qing Yanchuan was executed last year, and just three months after his execution, the old man passed away
When he died, his face was peaceful, knowing that his grandson had returned… and that those who had harmed his son and daughter-in-law had been punished, with the Qing family now back in his grandson’s hands. The old man had nothing left to worry about.
Ye Nanxun buried his grandfather, whom he had spent less than four years with, and once again became a solitary figure.
But no one would think him lonely… In everyone’s eyes, the new head of the Qing family was young yet decisive, handling the internal factions of the Qing family that tried to challenge him without shedding a drop of bl00d. No one dared to underestimate this young leader.
In the eyes of others, he is a decisive and cold-blooded tycoon, with financial and political power almost capable of commanding the winds and rains. In the business world, he is meticulous and flawless, and in his social circle, he is indifferent and distant.
He was like the most powerful, precise, and cold machine, making everyone wary.
But no one knew that in the dead of night, in his dreams, he also experienced panic and despair, waking up repeatedly, tossing and turning, with his heart wrenching…
The necklace under his pillow had accompanied him for five years. Five years ago, he had personally led a search in that entire sea area for sixty days. Even though the Leslie family had already held a funeral for Ivy Norman in Y Country, he still refused to believe it.
For sixty whole days, he was pale and emaciated, living like a ghost… until his grandfather slapped him awake and took him home.
After he recovered, he personally went to redeem the necklace she had sold to help raise funds for his surgery. It was then that he learned her own situation had also been precarious at that time.
Her parents were fighting a life-and-death battle in Y Country, and she was alone in the country with no one to rely on and had to constantly be on guard against dangers that might arise.
At that time, she had single-handedly rescued him from an underground boxing ring with a gun.
She sold the jewelry her mother left her as a safeguard for the future to raise money for his mother, but she never told him about her own difficulties or the constant danger to her life.
It was also then that he saw her photo on the wishing wall screen of a milk tea shop…
It turned out that she had visited that shop while he stubbornly waited alone that day.
She was angry at him for being so stubborn, scolding him as an idiot with a straight face… But after she had vented, she regretted it, and with a pout, added that he was the best person in the world…
What was so good about him… She had been with him through the toughest times, and he couldn’t even protect her.
For the past five years, Ye Nanxun had been thinking every day. If he hadn’t driven her away that night, would she still be alive?…
Grandpa had told him to let go and that he wasn’t to blame.
He had wanted to protect her…
At that time, he had been poisoned, and there were dangers all around. He was afraid that those who wanted to deal with him would target her, and he didn’t want her to be in danger because of him… but in the end, he had pushed her towards death with his own hands…
For five whole years, every midnight dream, seeing the scene of her jumping off the cliff was like a brutal and relentless torture, but he stubbornly refused to let go…
The alarm went off, and Ye Nanxun got up to start washing up.
Before long, at the Qing family branch office in Haishi, the private elevator doors opened. Ye Nanxun emerged wearing a dark gray suit, while his assistant followed closely behind, quickly reading out the day’s schedule.
At that moment, a person ahead approached, bowing and nodding in greeting.
“President Qing, President Qing, we’ve been waiting for you…”
Ye Nanxun had officially changed his name to Qing Nanxun. After all, he was the head of the Qing family, so he used the Qing surname and the name given to him by his adoptive mother.
Knowing that the young tycoon from the Qing family had arrived in Haishi, countless people, both openly and secretly, wanted to see him, and securing an appointment was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Ye Nanxun was stopped in his tracks, and he cast a cold glance.
The assistant quickly introduced, “President Qing, this is Mr. Zhao from Hengxing Media. He made an appointment in advance… but the appointment was for half an hour after the morning meeting.”
Zhao Mu, looking a bit embarrassed and smiling, said, “I was so excited to meet President Qing that I arrived early by mistake. I was presumptuous.”
At this moment, a surprised voice suddenly rang out.
“Is it really you? Ye Nanxun?”
Sheng Mian was now a rising star at Hengxing Media and gaining momentum, so Zhao Mu had brought her along.
The young president of the Qing family was low-key and mysterious, even financial magazines were unwilling to feature him. Whenever he was caught in photos, it was always a distant side profile… The public didn’t know his true appearance.
Sheng Mian had seen a photo once and thought the side profile resembled her former high school classmate, Ye Nanxun. Even the name “Qing Nanxun” was only a single character different, but she couldn’t believe they were the same person.
A notoriously poor high school student suddenly transformed into the head of the Qing family.
This is simply a fantasy…
Sheng Mian couldn’t help but let out a low exclamation, drawing several curious looks. Ye Nanxun also glanced over coldly.
Sheng Mian quickly said, “I… I’m Sheng Mian. We used to attend the same high school. I’m not sure if you still remember.”
Sheng Mian…
Ye Nanxun’s expression tightened suddenly, and after a pause, he said calmly, “Sheng Nuan… is she your cousin?”
The name seemed to require significant effort to say, but no one could detect any unusual emotion from Ye Nanxun.
Opposite, Sheng Mian was taken aback, then suddenly recalled the rumors from back then.
It was said that before Sheng Nuan disappeared, she had cruelly rejected Ye Nanxun… At that time, many people at school knew that Ye Nanxun was mocked by Sheng Nuan. Even after being rejected, he still went to deliver breakfast to her every day and once waited very humbly for her in the pouring rain for several hours.
Sheng Mian suddenly regretted trying to reconnect with Ye Nanxun just now.
What if he vented his anger on her because of Sheng Nuan?
Zhao Mu, full of amazement, said, “Mian Mian knows President Qing?”
Seeing there was no avoiding it, Sheng Mian could only force a smile and said, “I was fortunate enough to attend the same school as President Qing…”
Zhao Mu continued to exclaim about “fate,” while Sheng Mian carefully observed Ye Nanxun’s expression and said thoughtfully, “We are relatives, but we haven’t been in touch for five years and haven’t had any contact in recent years…”
Ye Nanxun’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, his tone returning to its usual coldness, “Is that so?”
After saying this, he turned to leave…
Zhao Mu had hoped to leverage his connection with Sheng Mian, but he didn’t expect this big shot to suddenly start to leave. He quickly chased after him, saying, “President Qing, President Qing, please be lenient with Hengxing’s matters at the meeting later. I…”
But before he could finish, Ye Nanxun interrupted him with a calm voice
“Mr. Zhao, I’m here for business, not charity…”
Zhao Mu immediately froze, his smile almost faltering. He wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Ye Nanxun’s bodyguards without further discussion. He could only watch as the young tycoon left, surrounded by an aura as chilling as air conditioning.
He and Sheng Mian returned to the reception room to wait for their appointment time…
Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Mu spoke solemnly, “Mian Mian, whether the company can pull through this time may depend on you.”
Sheng Mian looked up and met Zhao Mu’s meaningful gaze, “Since you and President Qing are old classmates, make the most of this opportunity… As long as you can get President Qing’s approval, the company’s resources will be at your disposal in the future.”
Sheng Mian’s eyes flashed with light, and she pressed her lips together, “I… I’ll try my best.”
T/N: I live for this kind of drama~~
