The two stood in front of Mr. Qian’s tombstone. The man on the tombstone had been playing golf with them just a couple of days ago, but now he lay cold in the grave.

"One day we’ll all be lying in here, knowing nothing!" Mr. Mo suddenly spoke. "Come to think of it, what are we really pursuing in this life? In the end, isn’t it all just a handful of dirt!"

"What we pursue is to live a life worth living!" Ye Gushen said, looking at the tombstone with a plain face.

Mr. Qian seemed like a kindly old grandfather, but in truth, his ruthlessness was no less than anyone else’s.

And the man lamenting life next to him was even more ambitious.

"What kind of life is truly worth living? Adding a lot of trash to the world!" Mo Qianchi suddenly squatted down.

He grabbed a handful of the earth and scattered it onto the tombstone, "Old Qian, remember the taste of this soil. In your next life, reincarnate here again, and I’ll cover for you!"

After saying this, the two moved away, and the brothers behind them gradually stepped forward to pay their respects and then left.

"Look at these people. They’ve been following Old Qian for a few years, even over ten years, and yet you’re so lucky, having been with him for just days, Old Qian genuinely appreciated you!"

"It’s my honor."

"Cherish it well! I won’t let you down in the future!" Mo Qianchi turned around, "Let’s go! Let’s get together tonight, bring along your little girlfriend!"

"She doesn’t need to come. She doesn’t drink or play sports. I wouldn’t want to spoil Mr. Mo’s fun!" Ye Gushen was worried about Tang Suiyu’s safety.

He was rising too quickly now; he initially expected to be undercover for at least a year.

Unexpectedly, he had quickly come into contact with Mo Qianchi.

It was all too strange.

"It’s fine, my little girlfriend wants to meet her! Women have their own things to do while we men drink!"

Mo Qianchi’s little girlfriend?

Mo Qianchi had a wife and children. Nowadays, wealthy men had things like mistresses, of course.

Previously, he didn’t know Mo Qianchi had a little girlfriend!

That night.

They went to a high-class club in Lan City, to a private room not open to outsiders. Tang Suiyu saw Huo Mingyue sitting next to Mo Qianchi; this was the rumored little girlfriend of Mo Qianchi!

Quite a surprise!

"You men just drink and even smoke, making this place so smoky and unpleasant. Ruannuan and I will go out to have some girl talk!" Huo Mingyue suddenly said.

If Huo Mingyue hadn’t been with Old Qian for more than three years, Mo Qianchi would indeed have been suspicious of this Ruannuan’s identity.

Tang Suiyu left with a glass of lemonade.

On the balcony of the corridor outside, the summer night was still very hot, and the wind blowing on her face was warm.

Huo Mingyue leaned against the railing, her body leaning back, "Do you know how Mr. Qian died?"

"Did you kill him?"

"Not exactly, but close," Huo Mingyue smiled faintly. "I always knew he had brain cancer but kept it from him. He didn’t know and thought he was in good health, missing the best treatment time. It had long since worsened! Once it flared up, he was doomed."

"You said you were using each other, yet you let him die." Tang Suiyu felt that Huo Mingyue’s ambition was really great.

"What are you afraid of? Isn’t there still Mo Qianchi?"

Tang Suiyu stared at her, "You guys..."

"Did you think I wouldn’t have to give up something for Mo Qianchi to keep me by his side? He’s not like Mr. Qian!" Huo Mingyue’s eyes focused on the changing lights on the ground, "Watching these high-ranking men, one after another, being toyed with and trampled underfoot feels amazing!"