Chapter Thirty-Six: The Story of Miao Tou

  "Is the life of a wallhead grass good?" Shaoyi sneered, recalling how he had followed Lanxin's woman in the past, and after that woman died, he actually relied on Shao Hua.

  It turns out that the thickness of human skin is great and profound.

  "If you're so obsessed with the past, then you're nothing but a waste of space." He threw the letter in his face and shook his head, his complexion somewhat pale, before turning to leave.

  "Trash?" Shao Qi just smiled faintly, with a profound depth in his eyes that seemed to hold a different meaning. What's wrong with being trash? Sometimes even trash is stronger than those who are always forced into a corner...

  "Why let him send a message to the little friend?" The villa's top floor balcony, Yan Lie held up a cup of coffee, lightly asking the person who was basking in the sun with their eyes closed.

  "Little friend?" Shao Hua Hua's eyes lit up, "By the way, you suddenly care about him?" The corner of her mouth rose, her clear and cool voice carrying a hint of seductive charm.

  "Can't you be normal for once, Shao Hua?" The elegant and gentle exterior of the man seemed to be unworthy of his attention, as he gazed at him with a severe expression. His sharply defined face was neither cold nor smiling, but rather exuded an aura of desolation and darkness that seemed to come from hell itself.

  Shao Hua didn't mind, her eyes gazing into the distance as she said softly: "Your old man is quite free now, isn't he? Moreover, they all need some proper stimulation to make things interesting..."

  This world needs some wallheads to appear properly, because even if people hate or despise them, many times life is full of fun just because of their existence.

  Moreover, the wall-top grass often has a two-faced and three-bladed boundary that ordinary people do not have. As long as it is used properly, it is also a good gun.

  Especially those who have long since lost any sense of meaning in life, single-mindedly manipulating the fate of others with ease.

  "A cold smile spread across his face. 'I don't consider him to be my father, or family for that matter! The word is nothing but a joke to me, and to you as well!'"

  Family members, they don't care about each other's feelings, let alone letting them fend for themselves and fight to the death. They really don't care.

  Shao Hua smiled in agreement, with a hint of ripples in his dark eyes, and said in a charming tone: "Tell me, how do you think the story will unfold? Or shall we make a bet?"

  Staring at him sternly, his voice still devoid of emotion, "Be careful, you're playing with fire!"

  "Haha......" Shao Hua burst out laughing, as if he had seen something delightful. His pale fingers pointed at him, "You, are more and more like a middle-aged woman!"

  His face was stern and pale, his voice cold as ice and snow. "If someone else said that, I believe he wouldn't have a single bone left intact."

  Shao Hua picked up a cup of clear tea from the table and took a light sip. "I'm not someone else, after all!"

  Sitting rigidly on the sofa, his face was already expressionless. "You're the only one in this world who dares to speak to me like that."

  "Who told you that you can't outtalk me, and even if we fight, I'll still win?"

  Just as expected, Shao Hua's face changed drastically, and it seemed like he was about to engage in a fierce battle with him again. However, Shao Hua's expression suddenly turned serious, and he asked abruptly.

  "This time you suddenly came over by yourself, it can't be that you're here to revisit old haunts and pay respects to your ancestors? Your family's old man really has no idea you're still alive."

  "The landscape can be changed, but one's nature is hard to shift!" Also not a impulsive person, stern and cool words.

  "A gleam of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he immediately understood. 'What's going on?' Shao Hua asked."

  Staring at him sternly, "The Middle Eastern arms deal, the Southeast Asian drug trades, all had some issues. Although I've already handled them for now, but recent transaction information seems to have leaked prematurely..."

  His fingers tapped lightly on the table, Shao Hua looked at him, almost without needing to explain, both of them clearly knew that there was a problem with the secrecy work.

  The blue paper seems to have a clear and clean color like the sky, and also has a vast and broad expanse like the ocean.

  With great care, as if afraid of shattering a dream, Shao Qi slowly opened the envelope.

  As if fireworks burst, his eyes suddenly became colorful, those golden characters flying and dancing, like a majestic eagle soaring in the nine heavens, with an aura as magnificent as a rainbow.

  "Congratulations, Shao Qi, you have been admitted to the Law Department of our school!"

  It's finally here! His university admission letter!

  He felt a sweetness in his heart, as if he had eaten countless honey, and was pulling the balloon up to the clouds.

  A long time ago, he secretly went online and checked, knowing that he had been admitted.

  As for Yan, that day they didn't talk about those things that everyone knew. She just told him that she had earned enough money and for the sake of her future, she had already found a school to attend and was leaving.

  Only he himself was still mired in the quagmire as usual.

  He thought he wouldn't see the notice again, but now he's actually got it, how can he not be excited?

  But immediately, the momentum was extinguished by a drop of water. Perhaps sometimes, what determines the rise and fall of life is indeed in those subtle details.

  All I saw was a blue one with a row of small words on it, "Please report to school before August 21st!"

  Day 21! Today is already the 19th, and he has cut off all contact with the outside world. He is relieved that he still remembers the time, while at the same time avoiding everything.

  He knew he was waiting, knew he wouldn't give up easily, so he turned around and went inside, asking the bodyguard at the entrance of the hall to see his brother by blood for the first time.

  "Want to study?" Walking into the study on the second floor, Shao Hua was typing away at a computer with his index finger flying across the keyboard, intently working on something. Seeing him come in, he gave a glance at the letter in Shao Qi's hand.

  "Uh-huh."

  "Oh." Shao Hua responded faintly and continued with her own business.

  "Shao Qi clenched his fists and said in a slightly urgent tone: 'The report is due the day after tomorrow!'"

  "Got it!" The perfunctory tone was accompanied by the sound of fingers flying across the keyboard, as majestic as a symphony of fate.

  Shao Qi looked at him and sat down on the sofa in the corner without saying another word.

  The room is very cool and the air is floating with a faint breeze from the air conditioner, giving people a refreshing feeling.

  The soft keyboard sound was like the best lullaby, and before she knew it, Xiǎo Qí had fallen fast asleep.

  Having a good dream...

  On the computer's last window, a simple two-word instruction lingered, "Take him down!"

  The sound of the keyboard finally stopped, it was already midnight.

  Looking at the "OK" floating on the screen, a pair of slender fingers elegantly shut down the computer.

  He slowly stretched from the black leather sofa, Shao Hua's lips curled up habitually, his dark eyes filled with a hint of disdain, loneliness and coldness.

  Thought it was a big deal, but it's just average technology. With such little skill, they dare to hack into his system and intercept transaction information.

  Good grief, you're courting death!

  A majestic and overbearing aura, with the style of a top-notch player who can kill or spare at will. After a fierce battle on the computer for a whole day, I finally found some clues and successfully counter-attacked, tracing the opponent's IP.