Chapter 100: Testing Qin Monong

“Is it because you see the company struggling now, a complete mess, that you don’t want to take it over?” Qin Monong said.

“Think whatever you want. The company’s troubles—do you need me to help you solve them?” Lin Yang replied, too lazy to explain.

“What help could you possibly offer? You’re clearly not cut out for running a business; I’ve known that for a long time.”

“Who do you think you’re looking down on?” Lin Yang raised his hand and gave Qin Monong a sharp slap on her full, rounded hip. The sound was crisp and pleasant, the elasticity quite remarkable.

Qin Monong winced in pain, then turned over, covering her modesty with her clothes, though her flushed face still held a lingering charm, deeply enticing.

“Ouch!”

“Now it hurts? Didn’t you just say it felt good?” Lin Yang grinned mischievously.

Qin Monong reached out and pinched Lin Yang’s waist, scolding, “How can it be the same? My hip is still burning with pain.”

“You can’t help with the company’s affairs; I never expected you to. I won’t let Xingyao fall so easily—it’s my life’s work.”

The allure in Qin Monong’s eyes vanished, replaced by resolve and wisdom. She regained the aura of a strong, determined woman.

“Isn’t Murong Yun from a better background than me? But if we’re talking about ability, I’m not necessarily inferior. She’s targeting me, and that debt—sooner or later, I will settle it with her.”

A dark resentment toward Murong Yun welled quietly within Qin Monong’s heart.

Lin Yang couldn’t help but chuckle, unwilling to expose anything, and said without a hint of emotion, “With your current strength, isn’t taking on the vast Murong family a bit overambitious?”

“Of course I know that right now, I can’t beat Murong Yun. But it’s not impossible. As long as I seize the opportunity before me, I can turn things around completely.”

When it came to business and corporate warfare, Qin Monong suddenly grew animated, like a general commanding on the battlefield.

“What opportunity?” Lin Yang asked casually.

“Recently, a mysterious figure appeared in Luo City, treated as a guest of honor by the Murong family. He even saved Chief Financial Officer Cao’s life. I’m convinced this person might be the highest-ranking figure in Luo City, surpassing even the four great masters.”

Lin Yang pressed his lips to suppress a smile.

The mysterious figure Qin Monong mentioned was none other than himself.

“Is there really such a person? But what does that have to do with you?” Lin Yang asked.

“If I can get close to this Mr. Lin and gain his support, then naturally I can fight the Murong family. Xingyao Group will become the largest company in Luo City.”

Longing and anticipation shone brightly in Qin Monong’s eyes.

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“Since he’s a guest of honor to the Murong family, why would he help you? And how do you plan to get close to him? Are you thinking of using seduction?” Lin Yang was genuinely curious about how Qin Monong intended to connect with him.

“What do you take me for? My way of getting close naturally involves my own methods and means.”

Qin Monong rolled her eyes at Lin Yang.

Then she added, “Are you worried I’d try to seduce him?”

“Of course! You’re mine now. If you seduce someone else, wouldn’t that mean you’re cheating on me? I won’t allow that.”

“You will only ever be mine. No other man will touch a single hair on your head. Otherwise, I’ll kill him!”

Lin Yang spoke with a domineering tone.

In his eyes, Qin Monong saw seriousness and resolve, felt the murderous aura he radiated as he said those words, and couldn’t help but feel a slight thrill in her heart.

“Stop talking nonsense. Who says I’m your woman? You forced me into this. If I get the chance, I’d kill you without hesitation. It’s just that right now, I can’t.”

Qin Monong stubbornly retorted.

“Lin Yang, remember this: I am not your woman, nor will I ever be.”

Lin Yang smirked and didn’t bother arguing such matters with Qin Monong.

“Enough about that. Tell me about this mysterious Mr. Lin. How do you plan to get close to him?” Lin Yang asked.

“Why should I tell you? What good would it do? Can you help me?”

“Maybe I really can help you,” Lin Yang smiled.

“I’ll find my own way, no need for you to worry. I’m tired today—I dealt with a mountain of company matters, then went to social functions and drank. Carry me upstairs to rest.”

Qin Monong seemed reluctant to discuss business matters any further.

Lin Yang lifted her in his arms and headed upstairs.

During the ascent, Lin Yang hesitated over whether to directly ask about the car accident involving her parents.

If the accident was truly connected to Qin Monong, what then?

The blood debt of killing his parents could not go unavenged, even if it meant confronting Qin Monong herself.

He laid Qin Monong on the bed, and she suddenly spoke, “What are you thinking about? You seem distracted.”

Lin Yang hesitated briefly but decided to test the waters.

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“I met someone today.”

“Oh.”

Qin Monong seemed uninterested, not prompting him to continue.

“This person you also know—he was our family’s former driver, Shen Limin.”

As Lin Yang spoke, he covertly activated his piercing gaze, scrutinizing Qin Monong for any signs of guilt. If she had any, she would reveal it—his insight was unerring.

“Oh.”

Qin Monong closed her eyes, either from exhaustion or deliberately avoiding eye contact, trying to conceal any flaws. After all, eyes often betray a person; they cannot lie.

Yet Lin Yang noticed that her facial expression remained unchanged.

“I’m talking to you—could you show me some respect?” Lin Yang said.

Qin Monong then opened her eyes, revealing weariness.

“I’m really tired and want to sleep. I have no interest in your meeting with Shen Limin. If you have nothing to say, you can quietly lie down and keep me company, or leave.”

Displeasure clouded Qin Monong’s face.

Lin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing she was deliberately evading the topic.

He resolved to probe further.

“Don’t be impatient! Shen Limin told me something very important.”

Qin Monong lazily closed her eyes again, saying, “What important thing? He’s just a driver; what could he possibly know?”

“About my parents' car accident,” Lin Yang baited.

Qin Monong’s eyelashes flickered, and her expression shifted—nothing escaped Lin Yang’s keen gaze.

She then closed her eyes and said, “What’s wrong with the accident?”

“Everything! Shen Limin said my parents' accident wasn’t an accident at all. It was deliberate, someone wanted to harm them—it was a premeditated murder!”

Lin Yang pressed on relentlessly, his voice growing colder.

At these words, Qin Monong suddenly opened her eyes, locking gazes with Lin Yang.