She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1651: Chapter 1728: Rascal Qin Yue

Feng Zhenzhen, upon hearing she had to return to M Country, suddenly stood up and bowed ninety degrees to Sheng Ning as an apology, "I’m sorry, Family Head, I won’t dare again."

"Sit down!" Sheng Ning felt a bit of heartache. She originally didn’t quite understand Feng Zhenzhen’s feelings for Chen Yingjie, but now it seemed Feng Zhenzhen was deeply involved. Her journey was too arduous, how would she cope in the future?

"Yes!" She bowed ninety degrees once again before obediently sitting back down.

"Furthermore, I want the Northwest Steel King bankrupt within ten days." She commanded solemnly, and her imposing aura almost suffocated the two.

Ji Le Tian secretly felt alarmed, mocking the woman’s arrogance at the same time.

Even in M Country, the Family Head of the Feng Family is a person of the tycoon class. Returning home with one billion US dollars in foreign exchange as an introduction, what kind of reception would she receive?

It’s simply unimaginable.

Moreover, someone who can casually produce one billion US dollars without blinking—is such a person a wastrel? Just thinking about that number made him tremble all over with excitement.

Even a super-rich person wouldn’t have that kind of daring. So he truly admired the Family Head from the bottom of his heart.

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The closer it gets to the year-end, the colder the weather becomes, with several snowfalls turning the world into a vast expanse of white. Across Heihe in S Country, it’s even colder to the point of being unbearable. Those with a slightly weaker constitution might actually freeze to death.

Qin Yue, carrying a machine gun on his back, patrolled while rubbing his hands. His physical condition was quite good, yet in this cursed weather he still felt cold.

"Damn it, I’m starting to believe I was born in the Southern region." On such a cold day, he couldn’t take it anymore! Looking at those robust S Country men who were bear-like, he felt like a weakling.

Even though he could easily take on three men, he was lean, with all muscle and no fat, so he wasn’t very good at withstanding the cold.

This was a prison located near the capital of S Country, notorious for holding war criminals. Who would’ve thought Keperta’s headquarters was here? When Qin Yue first arrived, he was shocked for quite some time.

He now held the position of a Prison Guard, couldn’t get close to anything central, obviously because Keperta still didn’t trust him. But there was an advantage, which was Cecil had completely severed ties with her brother.

Qin Yue folded his sleeves, wearing a rogue smile on his face.

Today, the sun was a rare sight, and instead of going inside while patrolling, he leaned against the wall, lighting a cigarette and started puffing smoke. Suddenly, a shadow blocked him in front, Qin Yue looked at the opponent’s leather boots, then up along his long legs, until he saw the opponent’s face.

This face was rigid, cold, severe, and dull. Although his features were well-defined and attractive, there were too many disadvantages, not as handsome as Qin Yue’s.

Qin Yue grinned mischievously again, flicked the ash from his cigarette, and threw his cigarette box to the other.

Xu Qigang silently accepted it, effortlessly lighting a cigarette for himself, but his expression changed dramatically after just the first puff.

"What the hell are you smoking?" He snapped angrily, swatting the cigarette from Qin Yue’s hand, tossing his own onto the snow.

"What’s wrong with your brain?" Qin Yue’s character was essentially that of a scoundrel, regardless of who it was—team members, brothers—and he wouldn’t hesitate to hit them.

Alright! For now, he couldn’t beat this rescue comrade.

"There’s something wrong with this cigarette, you’re not allowed to smoke it anymore." Xu Qigang took another cigarette from the box, sniffing it lightly. The strange scent from earlier was gone, as if it was all a figment of his imagination.