Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 378 - Heavenly Fortune (20)

Chapter 378: Chapter 378 Heavenly Fortune (20)

In the warehouse.

Chu Wu was tied to a pillar in the warehouse, they didn’t gag him, proving they were not afraid of him calling out.

Even though Chu Wu was bound and somewhat disheveled, he couldn’t hide the innate dignity he possessed.

The man’s eyes were filled with lust as he happily approached Chu Wu.

“I have never encountered such a beauty.”

Just thinking about such a noble and aloof person, calling out lasciviously on him, excited the man tremendously.

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The man swallowed, reaching out to touch Chu Wu.

Chu Wu’s handsome face remained expressionless as he turned his head away, eyes full of disgust.

The man took this evasion as part of the thrill and continued reaching out, smiling, but Chu Wu dodged him several times.

“Damn it!”

The man suddenly became angry, slapping Chu Wu across the face.

A handprint appeared on Chu Wu’s fair cheek.

His head was knocked to the side, and his tousled hair fell across his eyes, hiding the surging killing intent within them.

“Don’t you know where you are? Do you still think you’re the high and mighty President Chu?”

“I’ll tell you, serve me well today and I might make things easier for you.”

As the man cursed, he started to pull at Chu Wu’s clothes.

Chu Wu slammed his head into the man’s forehead.

The man stumbled back several steps in pain.

Chu Wu gritted his teeth like an aroused young beast, his entire being emanating sharpness.

“You… you dare to hit me.” The man was dizzy from the impact, pointing at Chu Wu, “I’m not letting you cry and call me daddy today, or I’ll take your surname.”

Bang—

The warehouse door was suddenly smashed open, and Zhou Qiang flew in from outside, crashing to the ground and stirring up dust.

The perpetrator seemed to be stunned by the sudden turn of events, not recovering for a long while.

Zhou Qiang, clutching his chest, howled in pain on the ground.

“Brother Qiang…” Hearing Zhou Qiang’s voice, the man rushed over to help him up, “What happened?”

Zhou Qiang’s face was ashen, looking towards the direction of the warehouse entrance with fear.

A blinding light shone on the warehouse door, with dust dancing in its beams.

Shadows flickered, and the air around them seemed to still, as if a king was about to enter the stage.

A petite and delicate girl slowly appeared.

She had her hands tucked in her pockets, glancing over casually.

The girl’s lips, pale as cherry blossoms, parted slightly, “Who wants to be his daddy?”

Each word was like being wrapped in ice, slamming into their hearts and shattering into countless icy shards that rushed to their limbs.

Chu Wu looked at the girl standing in the light, the tension on his face slightly eased.

But the next moment, embarrassment and discomfort surged up, making him afraid to look at her again.

His current disheveled appearance…

Chuzheng walked slowly into the warehouse, pulling out a hand from her pocket, her fingertips tracing through the air.

“Ah!”

The man supporting Zhou Qiang suddenly crashed against the warehouse wall and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhou Qiang’s eyes deepened with fear.

Just now it was the same; she did nothing, yet they had no ability to fight back.

Chuzheng didn’t look at Zhou Qiang; she moved past him and proceeded to untie Chu Wu.

The handprint on Chu Wu’s face was especially distinct.

Chuzheng’s eyes grew slightly colder.

She raised her hand to caress his cheek, and Chu Wu’s gaze suddenly collided with Chuzheng’s cool pupils.

He saw his own disheveled reflection.

“It’s alright now.”

Chuzheng cradled his face and kissed him.

Chu Wu’s heart felt as if it had been heavily struck, a warmth continuously pumped out, spreading to every corner of his body.

Chuzheng lowered her hand, examining Chu Wu’s wrist, where a clear bruise was visible along with traces of blood.

In such a short time, he had become like this…

Indeed, he needed to be locked up.

Zhou Qiang, seeing Chuzheng paying him no attention and disregarding the life and death of his companion, clutched his chest and sneaked towards the warehouse exit.

Chuzheng waved her hand, and Zhou Qiang, who had reached the door, was violently flung back against the wall, crashing on top of the man from before.

“Did I allow you to leave?”

Clear, indifferent, a voice without any fluctuation slowly spread throughout the warehouse.

Like ice and snow melting, the trickling stream meandered its way into the depths of the heart.

Zhou Qiang’s heart trembled with fear as he looked towards the figure.

The girl still kept her head down, looking at the man’s wrist, not even sparing Zhou Qiang a glance.

Zhou Qiang could only see the girl’s taut chin and profile, the aura of authority belonging to those above, silently circulating around her.

In front of this person,

He was like an ant…

Zhou Qiang’s back was soaked in cold sweat, his body trembling. He got up and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, “Madam, I was wrong, I know I was wrong.”

“I was just doing someone else’s bidding.”

“I didn’t mean to offend you.”

Chuzheng’s tone was icy cold, “Doing whose bidding?”

Bullying my Good Person Card.

Quite the guts, you dog thing!

“…Zhao… Lord Zhao.”

Zhou Qiang dared not hide anything.

“President Chu owes money to Lord Zhao, we came on behalf of Lord Zhao to collect the debt.”

“Does collecting money require what you did just now?” Chuzheng asked, holding Chu Wu’s wrist, which was already red.

“…”

Zhou Qiang cursed in his heart.

What does this have to do with him?

He glanced at the man still lying on the ground and kicked him, “Was it your place to lay hands on President Chu, you worthless thing…”

Zhou Qiang kicked him twice in succession.

The man probably couldn’t handle such ‘favors’ and vomited another mouthful of blood.

Chuzheng let Chu Wu stand firmly, then walked over to the man, flipped him over with her foot, and stood on him.

Zhou Qiang didn’t dare to even breathe loudly on the side.

“Earlier, you mentioned wanting to be someone’s father?”

“No… no…” The man was shivering with fright.

“Did I hear wrong?” Chuzheng pressed down with the tip of her foot.

The man’s already poor complexion worsened.

“No… it’s not, I was talking nonsense, President Chu is my father,” said the man, his face full of terror.

Chuzheng kicked him.

The man curled up in agony.

The girl asked menacingly, “Which hand did you use to hit him just now?”

The man, gasping for air like a fish out of water, was consumed by fear.

Struggling, he extended his right hand.

Chuzheng looked down from above at him, “Hit yourself, keep hitting until he feels better.”

The man: “!!”

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Chuzheng’s eyebrows drooped slightly, “Any objections?”

With an indifferent facial expression, surrounded by a chilling dignity that scorned all beings, no one dared to contradict a single word she said.

She was the one who reigned…

“No… no.”

The man struggled to sit up and hit himself with his right hand.

The smack sounds echoed clearly in the warehouse.

Zhou Qiang, frightened to the point of nearly wetting his pants, shook like a sieve.

“Who do you owe money to?” Chuzheng turned to ask Chu Wu.

“I’ve paid it off,” Chu Wu’s voice was low, “They said they didn’t receive it.”

“Oh.” Chuzheng glared at Zhou Qiang, “Looking for trouble on purpose.”

“Madam, we were just following orders, we really don’t know what happened, it’s all Lord Zhao’s doing,” Zhou Qiang’s desire to survive was extremely strong.

Chuzheng asked casually, “How much does he owe?”

Zhou Qiang’s heart skipped a beat, answering timidly, “Six million.”

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