Chapter 93: Future Life

When they left the Zhongnan Company construction site, nearly an hour had passed. As they exited the room, Yang Chen held several sheets of paper rolled up in his hand, his expression calm and silent, which made Mo Qianni feel uneasy.

Back in the car, Yang Chen remained silent. Unable to hold back any longer, Mo Qianni finally asked, "What's in your hand?"

"You clearly wanted to ask me all this time but waited until now because I didn't offer it up myself. Only when you couldn't hold back anymore did you finally ask. Miss Mo Qianni, is this what's called being reserved?" Yang Chen teased.

Mo Qianni's face flushed with embarrassment as she gave him a coquettish glance and snatched the papers from his hand to take a closer look.

After reading just a few pages, Mo Qianni's eyes widened in disbelief. She glanced at Yang Chen a few times before saying, "I suddenly feel sorry for those guys. They must have been severely threatened to write such confessions without regard for their own lives..."

Indeed, the papers in Yang Chen's hand were filled with the men's detailed confessions about their gambling, fighting, coercion, and various other crimes. Regardless of the truth, each confession was in their own handwriting, signed and fingerprinted—with blood.

These documents could be handed over to the police, and with a lawyer, these men would easily be looking at two to three years in prison, not to mention hefty fines.

Yang Chen pointed to one small note and said, "This one is an IOU from that Da Jun. If you need it, you can always demand the 100,000 yuan debt from him and his brother-in-law. Of course, if you don't want to bother with them, you can just throw it in the trash."

Mo Qianni looked at the note, which was indeed a properly formatted IOU with signatures and seals. This would be valid evidence in court.

Originally, she was in debt due to gambling, but now she was unexpectedly a creditor!

"You didn't torture them like in those crime shows, did you?" Mo Qianni asked, a bit skeptical, imagining a gruesome scene and shuddering.

Yang Chen shook his head, looking serious. "Do I seem like that kind of person? I just had a talk with them about their future lives."

"Future lives?"

"Yes, I asked them if they still wanted to have descendants or if they were ready to end their bloodlines."

"…"

After a long silence, Mo Qianni stuffed the papers that determined those men's fates into the car's glove compartment. She then started the car and drove out of the construction site. Sighing, she said, "Although I don't know exactly how you did it, I have to thank you. You've helped me a lot."

"Those men attacked me too, so it wasn't just about helping you. I wouldn't let them off for my own sake," Yang Chen replied. He thought for a moment and then hesitated before saying, "I told your stepfather to leave on his own. Is that okay?"

"No problem, I rented a place for him nearby. Let him be," Mo Qianni said, frowning. It was clear that Zhang Fugui caused her a lot of grief. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "I don't want to talk about him anymore. Yang Chen, could you accompany me somewhere? I want to properly thank you."

"You're not going to take me to a street food stall again, are you?" Yang Chen grumbled. "The food there was quite spicy last time. My lips were swollen."

Mo Qianni's mood seemed to improve. She smiled with that unique intellectual charm of hers, saying, "It's afternoon tea time, so no food. I'll take you to a place I'm sure you'll like."

Yang Chen was convinced that wherever Mo Qianni took him would be somewhere quite peculiar.

After more than half an hour, Mo Qianni brought Yang Chen to the eastern coastal outskirts of Zhonghai, to an area that resembled a forest park. The green mountains flanked a narrow road, and her red Audi slowly drove through the trees.

The lush greenery, now tinged with the yellows of early autumn, surrounded them. Birds occasionally flew from the trees, and fallen leaves scattered as the car passed by.

After driving for more than ten minutes, they arrived at a spacious sports complex on a hillside. It was a place where the wealthy indulged in sports activities during their leisure time. From a distance, Yang Chen could see various open-air courts and even a car racing track.

"The place you think I'll like is a sports complex?" Yang Chen asked, grimacing.

Mo Qianni nodded. "Whenever I'm in a bad mood, I come here to exercise. After a good workout and sweating it out, it feels like nothing matters anymore."

"But I don't like exercising."

"How can you be so good at fighting and not like exercising?" Mo Qianni asked, puzzled.

Fighting came from killing experience, while exercising was a waste of energy... Yang Chen thought, but he only stubbornly said, "I'm just lazy. Even in games, I don't play sports ones."

"Then you can sit on the sidelines and watch the beautiful women exercise. I know you'll like that."

"There are many beautiful women here?" Yang Chen perked up a bit.

Mo Qianni gave him a disdainful look. "Hmph, even though you're married, you're still so lecherous. Let me tell you, this Maple Forest Sports and Leisure Center has been around for at least twenty years. Most of the high-level white-collar workers and wealthy young ladies in Zhonghai come here to work out. It's more of a comprehensive high-end club than just a sports complex, so of course, there are many beautiful women."

"Although I'm not someone who is particularly superficial, for the sake of your health, Miss Mo, let's head in quickly," Yang Chen said with a look of "sincerity."

Just as Mo Qianni had said, as they entered the grounds of Maple Forest Leisure Center, the number of women walking around significantly increased. Most were wearing brightly colored, very short sports shorts that ended at their thighs, showing off their long, fair legs. For any man, this was quite an enjoyable sight.

Due to the exercise, many of the women were slightly sweaty, and the combined scents of their natural body fragrance and perfume were particularly noticeable. Just walking by, one could smell a variety of pleasant aromas.

Leading the way, Mo Qianni glanced back and saw Yang Chen's eyes brazenly wandering around. She felt a bit uneasy. "Hey, even if you want to look, don't be so blatant. If any of these women have boyfriends here, it could cause trouble."

"What trouble could that cause?" Yang Chen replied nonchalantly. "At worst, I'll just deny everything."

Mo Qianni rolled her eyes, not wanting to deal with this rogue.

As they walked into the main hall of Maple Forest Leisure Center, the transparent tempered glass design made the hall look particularly bright and stylish. The silver modern three-dimensional framework and the well-placed potted plants made the entire hall, filled with fresh air, comfortable and spacious.

The service staff walking around were all young women or smiling young men, all wearing t-shirts with a maple leaf logo. They greeted Mo Qianni and Yang Chen with enthusiastic smiles.

They walked to a section of the hall that blocked access to the next area, where one could enter the leisure center and participate in activities. A sweetly smiling young lady asked Mo Qianni for her pass.

Mo Qianni took a deep red magnetic card from her bag and handed it to the lady while pointing to Yang Chen behind her. "This is my assistant. Can he come in with me?"

"Miss, your card is a VIP card, and you have the privilege of bringing in one friend," the lady replied patiently.

Yang Chen touched his nose and followed Mo Qianni inside, jokingly saying, "Why do I feel like a gigolo being kept by a rich woman?"

"Cut it out, your face is not white at all," Mo Qianni retorted sarcastically.

Yang Chen was displeased and rubbed his "fair and handsome" face, thinking to himself that this girl was becoming less obedient. She had forgotten so quickly that he was her benefactor.

"Miss Mo, it's been a while since you last came," a familiar, mature, and seductive voice came from the side, expressing sincere welcome to Mo Qianni.

Mo Qianni turned around, showing a joyful yet reserved smile to the newcomer, whether it was a skillful public relations smile or the woman's natural charm.

As for Yang Chen, he turned his head and was stunned for a moment. How could it be her?

Tang Wan, dressed casually, also noticed Yang Chen, and seeing his puzzled expression, she smiled with a hint of playfulness and greeted him, "Mr. Yang, we meet again."

Seeing Tang Wan's knowing look, Yang Chen felt very embarrassed. He knew what Tang Wan was thinking.

The first time they met, he had approached her to alleviate his midnight loneliness, but she had rejected him. The second time, it was in Li Jingjing's office, where he was with the innocent and lovely Li Jingjing. Yet, only a few days later, he was now appearing with the intelligent and charming Mo Qianni at this leisure center.

Not to mention Tang Wan, a smart woman like her could easily deduce other things.

"Miss Tang, do you know Yang Chen?" Mo Qianni asked curiously. In her eyes, it was unbelievable that Yang Chen would know this woman who held a decent position in Zhonghai's upper-class society.

Tang Wan smiled gracefully and replied, "It's fate. This is the third time we've met. It seems Mr. Yang and I are quite fated."

"Heh heh..." Yang Chen laughed awkwardly to cover up, "Indeed, it's quite a coincidence to meet in such a remote place."

Mo Qianni couldn't help but tease, "What's so coincidental about it? Miss Tang here is the owner of Maple Forest Leisure Center. This is her territory. What's there to be surprised about?"

Yang Chen was speechless. No wonder this woman could drive a limited edition Land Rover. It seemed like she was not just wealthy in an ordinary sense. Feeling somewhat resentful, he said, "I was just ignorant and naive..."

His expression, resembling that of a bullied person, amused the two beautiful women, each with her own charm, and they burst into laughter, lightening the atmosphere.

Tang Wan seemed to recall something and, with a glimmer in her eyes, asked warmly, "What brings you two here? Working out? Swimming? Yoga? Or perhaps some racing?"

"We haven't decided yet. We're just here to relax. Do you have any recommendations, Miss Tang?" Mo Qianni inquired.

Tang Wan nodded, "I'm about to watch a tennis match. The players are regulars here, just like Miss Mo, VIPs of Maple Forest. You might meet some acquaintances. How about joining us?"

Yang Chen was about to refuse. After all, he wasn't a VIP, and he didn't know anyone there. But before he could decline, Mo Qianni grabbed his hand and eagerly agreed, "Since it's such a great opportunity, and it's Miss Tang's invitation, we'd love to join. Let's go together!"