Wang Pengcheng's Qi Strength was great, surpassing that of an adult. With one slap, he left five distinct finger marks on Chen Tianhua's face.

Chen Tianhua's face burned with pain, and internally his Fire Qi surged as he pointed at Wang Pengcheng and angrily shouted, "You, you hit me?…"

"What's wrong with hitting you? You dared to curse my father, and hitting you once was already being generous…" Wang Pengcheng chuckled coldly. "If it weren't for the fact that your daughter Wanxin is in the same class as me, I would have beaten you to death today."

"Zhong, Zhong Ping, is this how you teach your son?" Chen Tianhua's gaze turned to Zhong Ping.

"Well, you cursed his father to death, and you still expect him to thank you?? Chen Tianhua, you are the director of a group, you should act with some respect!" Zhong Ping sneered and said to her son, "Pengcheng, let's go."

The mother and son headed towards the car.

"Hey, you, you …" Chen Tianhua pointed at the departing mother and son, gritting his teeth in hatred. He initially intended to use this opportunity to cozy up to Zhong Ping, hoping to develop her into his mistress, thereby gaining control over Zhong Ping's Holiland Supermarket.

With Holiland as a super commercial carrier, a superior sales channel, his food products could be packaged and promoted better. Unfortunately, his "beautiful wish" was shattered, and as the director of a group, he was publicly slapped by someone—his heart was filled with shame and anger. Watching the mother and son's silhouettes grow distant, a trace of cruelty and murderous intent flashed across Chen Tianhua's face.

...

"Mom, where did dad go? Why don't I have any impression of him at all?"

Back home, Wang Pengcheng asked Zhong Ping.

Although there were many kids from single-parent families at school, it wasn't a strange thing, and he had never been discriminated against because of his father. However, all these years without paternal love left a void in his heart. He felt that his home was incomplete, empty.

"Child, your dad, he went to take care of something very important; we must believe, he will come back." Zhong Ping replied perfunctorily, while secretly praying…

"Little Qiang, I hope you're alright, come back soon. I don't ask you to be with us all the time, but you must let Pengcheng know that you're alive, still in this world, let him know he has a dad."

...

"Brother Chen, you called for me." A robust man wearing a black short sleeve, sporting tattoos on his arms, walked into Chen Tianhua's villa.

"Biaozi, I need a favor." Chen Tianhua held a glass of red wine, savoring it while speaking through gritted teeth.

"Brother Chen, say no more, just give your orders and I'll get it done beautifully." The man referred to as Biaozi replied.

"Tomorrow help me take care of someone, but it must be inconspicuous. It should ideally look like an accidental death; compensating some money doesn't matter, but remember not to show any trace…" Chen Tianhua downed his wine in one gulp and stared at Biaozi.

Biaozi nodded seriously, "Rest assured, Brother Chen, such matters are simple for me. Piece of cake."

"Biaozi, once the job is done, I'll transfer ten million US Dollars to your account," Chen Tianhua stood up and patted Biaozi's shoulder, "Bear in mind, this matter has nothing to do with me… Understand?"

"Rest easy, Brother Chen, who are you to do such a thing… Even if exposed, I, Biaozi, will bear it alone. Besides, with the laws here, you don't get the death penalty for killing someone." Biaozi smiled casually.

"Alright." Chen Tianhua smiled slightly, took a photo from an album on the table; it was the class photo of his daughter Wanxin,

Chen Tianhua pointed to Wang Pengcheng in the photo and said, "Look, it's this kid. Named Wang Pengcheng, son of Holiland Supermarket's director Zhong Ping, their home is at…"

Biaozi glanced and nodded, "Hmm, I've noted it. I've heard of their address before, don't worry Brother Chen, I'll get it done."

...

Studying in the United States is indeed quite relaxing; there's no homework left during weekends. The next day, Zhong Ping went to work and Wang Pengcheng planned to go see a movie with his classmates. The newly released installment of the 'Fast & Furious' series was quite thrilling for Wang Pengcheng and his friends. Once out of the cinema, the kids hadn't escaped the allure of the movie scenes. A boy named Aibao proposed, "Tonight let's go to Enfa Mountain to race cars, wanna check it out?"

This suggestion was like a fuse; it instantly ignited the passion among the kids. The group of classmates immediately set off in Aibao's family private car toward Enfa Mountain.

Upon learning about the late-night visit to Enfa Mountain, Aibao's family driver grumbled, "Aibao, looks like my salary for this month is going to be docked again by your father, sigh…"

Aibao pulled out a wad of cash from his bag and tossed it to the driver, "Stop rambling, when have I ever shortchanged you?"

The driver joyfully accepted the money, replying, "Everyone sit tight, I'll floor it as well."

The massive vehicle sped to Enfa Mountain with a modified sports car following closely behind.

Inside the sports car, Biaozi gazed out at Aibao's car in the distance and smiled playfully, "With this car and skill, they think they can race? A moment's inattention and they'll end up under someone else's car, haha…"

...

Under the night sky, Wang Xiaoqiang, True Person of Taiyi, and Zhao Feiyan descended from the heavens to the seaside, then walked toward the seaside villa—Zhong Ping's residence.

Soon…

The trio arrived at Zhong Ping's villa.

The security guard stopped them at the entrance. Upon hearing the commotion, Qili came out of the villa, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang, she was both surprised and delighted, and immediately let the guard allow them in.

The three followed Qili inside the villa, the living room empty, and Zhong Ping had just returned from work, taking a bath. Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang accompanied by an ageless elder and an unbelievably beautiful young woman, a mix of curiosity and jealousy overcame Qili—half on her own behalf, half on Zhong Ping's.

She pulled Wang Xiaoqiang aside, asking, "Wang Xiaoqiang, who is that old man to you? And that woman, she's so beautiful, aren't you intentionally making Director Zhong jealous by bringing them?"

"Zhong Ping is not as petty as you." Wang Xiaoqiang replied dismissively, "Go urge Zhong Ping to hurry up her bath."

Qili cast a dissatisfied glance at Wang Xiaoqiang, went to the bathroom door, lightly knocking, said "Director Zhong, Little… uh, Pengcheng's dad is back."

Hurriedly, Zhong Ping stepped out, wearing only a robe, surprised to see Wang Xiaoqiang wasn't alone but with two guests, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Little Qiang, you're back."

"Uh, Ping, I'm back,

Zhong Ping, dressed in a purple dress, gracefully came out, glanced gently at True Person of Taiyi and Zhao Feiyan, smiling warmly, "Little Qiang, who are these two?"

"These two, one is my personal doctor, the other my assistant." Wang Xiaoqiang introduced, then addressed True Person of Taiyi and Zhao Feiyan, "This is my wife, Zhong Ping."

Beside them, Qili pouted, glaring at Wang Xiaoqiang, thinking to herself indignantly, "The personal doctor makes some sense, but that assistant—no way! Just call her your mistress!"

"Uh, please, have a seat." Zhong Ping gracefully offered seats, then asked the nanny to bring tea.

She is fundamentally different from Qili; possessing steadiness and a mature demeanor, even if Wang Xiaoqiang brought a car full of women, she wouldn't mind. Besides, psychologically, she never expected Wang Xiaoqiang to be faithful to her, because before her, Wang Xiaoqiang was already married.

"By the way, where's our son?" Wang Xiaoqiang inquired.

"Uh, Pengcheng? He went out," Zhong Ping glanced at the darkening sky outside, asked the nanny, "Has Pengcheng returned?"

The nanny replied, "No, he hasn't."

"So late and still not back…" Zhong Ping started worrying; usually when Pengcheng went out, he wouldn't stay out this late. Today was unusual, so Zhong Ping immediately called her son. When the call connected, heavy, painful breathing was heard, "Mom, something, something happened, someone drove into us… bam!!"

Before her son could finish speaking, a crash sounded, followed by the clattering noise of a phone dropping.

Zhong Ping's heart clenched, her face instantly turning pale.

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