Chapter 100

Fierce Martial War King Wind and Rain in the North 1260 words 2026-04-13 14:46:51

With a look of shock, Qin Xiaomeng got into the car as if guided by some unseen force, her face etched with disbelief.

“Brother-in-law, you... don’t mess with me, right? The Mu family’s banquet—if you don’t show up, they won’t hold it?”

Qin Xiaomeng was utterly baffled. She couldn’t make sense of Chu Tianhe’s words. Could it be that the Mu family’s banquet was actually arranged for her brother-in-law, Chu Tianhe? How was that even possible?

She would sooner believe the sun would rise from the west tomorrow than accept such nonsense.

“We’ll find out when we get there,” Chu Tianhe replied calmly.

After Qin Xiaomeng got in, Chu Tianhe, holding Yaoyao, also entered the car.

“Take me to Tianhong Tower,” Chu Tianhe said, giving the address before pulling out his phone and dialing Yue Linglong. “Linglong, four women at Senmao Group—go handle it.”

His tone was casual, as if making small talk, without a trace of negativity. With a brief word, he ended the call.

Hearing this, Qin Xiaomeng’s anger flared, “Those four women are indeed awful and deserve a lesson, but... they’ve been longtime employees. Can Miss Linglong really...?”

“Don’t worry,” Chu Tianhe smiled lightly. “Linglong is very reliable when it comes to handling things.”

At this moment, Qin Xiaomeng had no idea what Chu Tianhe meant by “handling.” She assumed he simply wanted Yue Linglong to lodge a complaint against the four women at the company.

Little did she know that after Chu Tianhe’s so-called handling, those four women would cease to exist in this world.

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of Tianhong Tower.

“Well, well, what’s the occasion? Why’s Tianhong Tower so lively today?”

Looking at the parking lot filled with luxury cars, each more extravagant than the last—Bugatti Veyrons, Ferraris, and the likes, which themselves were relatively modest in this display—the taxi driver was stunned and couldn’t help but comment.

“This... this scene... is just... too grand, isn’t it?”

Qin Xiaomeng stepped out, gazing at the sea of luxury vehicles, unable to suppress a sigh. The Mu family’s banquet was truly extraordinary. She was completely overwhelmed by the scale of it all.

“Brother-in-law, maybe... we should just leave. This isn’t a place for us.”

She turned to Chu Tianhe, her heartfelt desire to leave evident.

The spectacle before her was simply beyond her acceptance—the scale was too overwhelming.

“Daddy, this building is so tall!” Before Chu Tianhe could speak, Yaoyao looked up at the sky in wonder. As the landmark of Jiangzhou City, the seventy-plus-story Tianhong Tower pierced the clouds, its top invisible from below, sparking immense curiosity in Yaoyao.

“Daddy, if we stand on the rooftop, can we touch the moon? I really want to see the rooftop!”

Hearing this, Chu Tianhe smiled warmly. “Then let’s go to the rooftop and take a look. Daddy will go with you to touch the moon, alright?”

“Okay! Daddy, I love you!” Yaoyao threw her arms around Chu Tianhe’s neck and kissed his cheek.

In that moment, the bitterness within Chu Tianhe nearly melted away under his daughter’s tender kiss.

Yet, just as this tender scene unfolded, a discordant voice suddenly rang out: “Well, well, Qin Xiaomeng, didn’t expect you to actually have the nerve to show up!”