Young Master

“If you had even one percent of Tang Long’s ability, I wouldn’t be divorcing you!”

Inside a modest apartment, Luo Yingying pointed furiously at the television.

“I used to think you had potential, but since we got married, you’ve become worse and worse. Now you’ve even switched careers to become a delivery man! Look at Tang Long, and then look at you! Don’t you feel ashamed?”

Lin Qi sat silently opposite her.

On the television, a live interview was airing. A handsome young man was speaking confidently to the camera.

This was Tang Long, one of Haitong City’s ten outstanding youths. Despite his young age, he had founded Long Leap Group, a conglomerate worth over ten billion, with interests in dining, entertainment, and real estate…

One was a full-time deliveryman, the other a renowned CEO.

Comparing Lin Qi to Tang Long was undeniably cruel.

Luo Yingying slammed the divorce papers onto the table. “All the assets go to me—you leave with nothing. You’ll sign whether you want to or not. If you refuse, you’ll regret it!”

With that, Luo Yingying stormed out.

“In my opinion, Haitong City still offers tremendous opportunities, especially with the new municipal policies this year…” Tang Long continued eloquently on the screen.

Lin Qi took out his phone and dialed a number.

Meanwhile, Tang Long, on the television, also reached for his phone.

Seeing the caller, Tang Long’s expression suddenly changed.

“Master…” Beneath the live broadcast’s cameras, Tang Long became utterly respectful.

Both the producers and journalists were dumbfounded; they had never seen this celebrated young CEO of Haitong City so meek and deferential!

In front of the television, Lin Qi spoke coldly, “Find out who Luo Yingying has been seeing lately.”

Tang Long paused briefly, then replied, “Yes, sir.”

Tang Long hung up, then turned to the female reporter beside him. “Sorry, something’s come up. That’s all for today’s interview.”

Ignoring the live broadcast, Tang Long vanished from the camera.

Lin Qi lit a cigarette.

Just as he finished smoking, Tang Long’s call returned.

“Master,” Tang Long’s tone remained full of respect. “I’ve found out—Luo Yingying has been getting close to a rich kid named Lu Hao.”

“Lu Hao?” Lin Qi frowned slightly; he hadn’t heard the name before.

“Yes, his family owns a company. Luo Yingying has been seeing him for over a month. The divorce, and her demand for all your assets, was orchestrated by Lu Hao. He even said that if you didn’t comply, he’d send a gang to kidnap you, torture you for days, break your legs, gouge out an eye, and sell your kidneys. Then see if you’d sign…”

Lin Qi fell silent, as did Tang Long.

Three years of marriage—how could Luo Yingying do something so vicious?

“Bring Lu Hao and Luo Yingying to the rooftop of Long Leap Group,” Lin Qi sighed after a long pause. “I want to throw them off.”

“Yes, sir.” Tang Long hung up.

Crystal Hotel, on a luxurious Simmons bed.

Luo Yingying lay half-reclined in Lu Hao’s arms, acting coy. “He won’t divorce me—what should I do…”

Lu Hao snorted, running his hand down her smooth back. “Won’t divorce? That’s not up to him! Give him another twenty-four hours. If he still doesn’t obey, I’ll have Old Chai go over and break both his arms, gouge out an eye…”

Before he finished speaking, the door was suddenly kicked open with a bang. Four or five burly men dressed in black burst in.

“Who are you?!” Lu Hao sprang up in alarm.

Without a word, the men strode over, swooping down on Lu Hao like eagles grabbing chicks.

“What are you doing? Is this a mistake? I know Old Chai from Construction Street…” Lu Hao struggled desperately, but he was no match for the men. Within moments, he was beaten unconscious.

“Ah…” Luo Yingying screamed in terror. One of the men chopped her on the head.

She too fell unconscious.

Footsteps echoed as Tang Long entered, gazing coldly at the half-naked pair before him. “Take them to the rooftop of Long Leap Group.”

The men obeyed without question, stuffing Lu Hao and Luo Yingying into burlap sacks.