Chapter 717: The Child of Destiny's Composure Shatters! Good Luck Arrives!
Ren Zhacheng's mind was a maelstrom of chaos, his heart hammering against his ribs in pure, unadulterated panic.
Of all the people who could have seen him like this, it had to be President Ling. Was his luck just that abysmal?
Ling Qingcheng was the goddess he revered above all others. For her to witness him in his most pathetic, humiliating state… the thought was an agony beyond words.
Ren Zhacheng's brain spun furiously, desperately trying to conjure an explanation, but he came up with nothing. He couldn't possibly reveal the existence of the Goddess Future Diary System, could he?
"President Ling, I… I…"
"You don't need to explain," Ling Qingcheng cut him off, her voice dripping with ice. "My Ling Group does not welcome scum like you."
Watching Ren Zhacheng stammer and flounder, unable to form a coherent sentence, Ling Qingcheng knew all she needed to. This wasn't some elaborate misunderstanding or a wrongful accusation. He had done it. The look on his face was a confession.
Her gaze swept over him, and her expression was one of deep disgust.
If a subordinate lacked ability or made a mistake in their work, she could be lenient, even understanding. But for a subordinate who was morally bankrupt, who engaged in petty, despicable acts like this? She had zero tolerance.
"Go to the Ling Group's HR department and submit your resignation. Voluntarily," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for argument. "And if you do anything to tarnish the Ling Group's reputation, I will not let you off lightly."
With that final, chilling sentence, Ling Qingcheng turned to leave. Her driver had already pulled up in a Bentley, the engine purring softly as he waited for her.
[Ding! The Destined Child Ren Zhacheng's romantic storyline has encountered a major setback. The Destined Heroine Ling Qingcheng is now disgusted by him. Plundering 66,666 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! The Destined Child Ren Zhacheng is in a state of disarray. Plundering 9,999 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! The Destined Child Ren Zhacheng is flustered and at a complete loss. Plundering 9,999 Destiny Value!]
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"President Ling, it's not what you think! I…"
Ren Zhacheng's composure finally shattered. He couldn't let her leave with such a vile impression of him! How was he supposed to pursue her in the future if she saw him as nothing but trash?
Ling Qingcheng completely ignored his weak, desperate pleas. But then, she suddenly paused. She took a shallow, sharp breath, and a faint blush crept across her fair, jade-like cheeks. She spat out a single, soft curse.
"Damn it… When it's not your own wife, you don't feel any pity, do you?"
With that, Ling Qingcheng began walking again, her gait now strangely unsteady as she made her way toward the Bentley waiting not far off.
Ren Zhacheng froze, stunned into silence.
What did that mean?
'No way… No, it can't be…'
Watching Ling Qingcheng's staggering figure, her slightly faltering steps, and recalling the contents of the Goddess Future Diary, Ren Zhacheng felt his mind explode.
His worst fear had come true after all.
There was no butterfly effect. The future recorded in the diary had come to pass exactly as written: the most precious treasure of the goddess he admired most, President Ling, had already been taken by another man. She was no longer pure.
No!!!
[Ding! The Destined Child Ren Zhacheng's worldview has collapsed, and he has suffered a massive blow. Plundering 500,000 Destiny Value!]
President Ling… His President Ling… was no longer pure and untainted.
Ren Zhacheng stared blankly into the distance, the focus draining from his eyes. It felt as if his heart had been torn from his chest and smashed into a million pieces on the ground.
And the torment wasn't over.
Just as Ren Zhacheng's mind was collapsing under the weight of this devastating blow, a clear, crisp voice rang out in surprise.
"Ren Zhacheng? Is that you?"
He Yiyi leaned forward from the passenger seat of the Bugatti Veyron, her eyes wide with astonishment as she took in the sight of Ren Zhacheng tied to a large tree, the damning sign hanging next to him.
'Ren Zhacheng climbed over the wall into the Riverside Community late at night and got caught?'
This was truly karma! He Yiyi thought, a grim satisfaction settling in her heart.
She wasn't surprised in the least. For a despicable person like Ren Zhacheng, there was no vile act he wasn't capable of. He had even tried to threaten her into being his girlfriend. How utterly wicked!
'Thank goodness I met Brother Shen,'she thought.'Otherwise… if I had to be Ren Zhacheng's girlfriend… just the idea makes me feel sick.'
"Yiyi, this person's heart is crooked," Shen Anyu instructed calmly from the driver's seat. "You should stay as far away from him as possible in the future."
"Mm-hmm! Brother Shen, I will! I'll never associate with a bad person like him again," He Yiyi nodded eagerly, like a chick pecking at grain, her voice sweet and obedient.
[Ding! The Destined Child Ren Zhacheng is heartbroken and utterly depressed. Plundering 9,999 Destiny Value!]
…
'He Yiyi, you just wait and see!'
As the Bugatti Veyron purred away, carrying He Yiyi out of sight, Ren Zhacheng's eyes burned with vicious hatred.
For a moment, he had considered threatening He Yiyi to save him right then and there. But he quickly dismissed the idea. What if she revealed his blackmail to Shen Anyu, and that man simply solved the problem for her?
According to the Goddess Future Diary, He Yiyi was supposed to confess everything to Shen Anyu tomorrow. Shen Anyu wouldn't blame her; instead, he would help her resolve the issue of the embezzled funds. Ren Zhacheng had no idea that because of Shen Anyu's intervention, He Yiyi had already decided to come clean tonight.
In Ren Zhacheng's mind, a man who drove a Bugatti Veyron like it was nothing must come from an incredibly prominent family. He had no doubt that Shen Anyu could easily resolve a matter of a mere million yuan in embezzled public funds.
This use couldn't be revealed early. If he played his hand now, his only tool for threatening He Yiyi would be gone.
'Just one day. I only have one day. By tomorrow, this use will be useless.''But for today, it's still very, very useful.''He Yiyi wouldn't dare risk it. She wouldn't want Shen Anyu to dislike her.''Hmph, He Yiyi. You want to hook up with a rich and handsome man? In your dreams!'A dark, gloomy sneer twisted Ren Zhacheng's lips.'He Yiyi, you don't want Shen Anyu to know about your embezzlement of public funds, do you?'
With this secret hanging over her head, he was confident he could arrange a meeting. Then, he would simply force himself upon her.
The fact that Ling Qingcheng was no longer pure was a blow that had nearly destroyed him. He refused to lose He Yiyi's purity as well. He couldn't tolerate it.
Having read He Yiyi's diary, Ren Zhacheng believed she was just a paper tiger. She would never dare to fight him to the bitter end. As long as he was forceful enough and held her secret, he could control her completely, keeping her in the palm of his hand.
Once he had her under his thumb, he would secretly guide her to invest in stocks and buy lottery tickets. By using the diary to predict the future, he would make a fortune and easily become the richest man in the world.
By then, he wouldn't have to worry about some rich second-generation brat like Shen Anyu, or even the entire Ling Group.
The thought of this glorious future rekindled a spark of life in Ren Zhacheng.
He was a man with the Goddess Future Diary System!
However, the immediate problem remained: how was he going to escape? Being tied up here for public display wasn't going to accomplish anything.
Ren Zhacheng glanced at the burly security guards glaring at him, a deep sense of powerlessness washing over him.
Damn it, these security guards couldn't even be swayed by five hundred thousand yuan. What kind of security guards were they? They were supposed to be greedy!
'The lottery… I still need to do the lottery draw. If my luck is good, maybe I'll get something valuable.''I have over six million yuan left. I need to keep some as a trump card, so I'll draw a maximum of three times.''Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, God, and all the deities, please bless me! I have to draw something good!'
As Ren Zhacheng prayed fervently, the lottery wheel of the Goddess Future Diary System materialized in his mind. With a single thought, he started the draw.
Meanwhile, Shen Anyu monitored the entire scene through his Six Senses Control. 'Want to turn the tables? Dream on.'
If Ren Zhacheng managed to draw something heaven-defying, Shen Anyu would intercept it immediately. He could even use the God-level Blood Curse Technique to curse the man to death on the spot.
Although his primary goal was to plunder Ren Zhacheng's destiny value and eventually devour the Goddess Future Diary System, Shen Anyu would never allow his target a chance to make a comeback, even if it meant not maximizing his own profits.
His senses focused on the upcoming lottery rewards, and a faint smile touched Shen Anyu's lips.
'Well now… this guy's luck isn't half bad.'
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