Villain: Young Lady, You Must Want Revenge Too - Chapter 42:

Chapter 42: Duan Weiwei’s Grandmother Is Critically Ill, the Only Hope!

After dealing with Lin Hua’s entire family, the once headless Lin Construction Group was ultimately acquired by Mo Cinian, with Chen Jiu investing on his behalf. At this moment, Jiang Yang subtly brought up Lin Construction… it was clear he was testing Mo Cinian’s reaction.

“Oh? Your sixth uncle? What’s his name? I really care about my subordinates, especially since Lin Construction was just acquired… naturally, I have to treat them well,” Mo Cinian said with a gentle smile.

Jiang Yang, “……”

[Ding! Jiang Yang is experiencing emotional collapse. Host gains 200 Collapse Value.]

Tch~ so stingy.

Jiang Yang suppressed the urge to punch him, keeping his smiling face.

“My sixth uncle’s surname is Xu. He works as a janitor at Lin Construction… not a regular employee, but everyone in the cleaning department knows Grandpa Xu… hehe!”

Mo Cinian glanced at Chen Jiu, who immediately gave a signal. After a moment, he said, “There is indeed a janitor named Grandpa Xu. What’s his full name?”

[Ding! Jiang Yang is experiencing emotional collapse. Host gains 200 Collapse Value.]

‘Damn it, are you conducting a household registration check? Why ask so many details?’

Luckily, back when investigating Lin Hua at the Lin Group, Jiang Yang had overheard some janitors gossiping, and now it was useful!

“Xu Rong! He’s a distant relative of mine.”

Hearing Jiang Yang’s reply, Chen Jiu raised his head and glanced at Mo Cinian, giving a slight nod.

‘Damn it, are they even planting spies now? But I haven’t committed any crimes. I’m a pure, model young man!’

“Officer Jiang, right? I’ve heard about you from Qingqiu. She said you’re a good person,” Mo Cinian said.

“Miss Lin….”

Caught off guard by this ‘good person’ card, Jiang Yang wanted to retort but couldn’t find the words.

“Officer Jiang, let’s leave it at that. I’m tired after a long day,” Mo Cinian said, giving no chance for further conversation as the window slowly rolled up.

The black Bugatti Veyron gradually disappeared into the night.

“Take care,” Chen Hong glanced coldly at Jiang Yang’s group before turning away and leaving.

Jiang Yang watched Mo Cinian’s disappearing figure, the smile on his face fading, replaced by indifference. He rubbed his chin and muttered, “What grudge do you have with Lin Hua? Is it because of Lin Qingqiu?”

However, the coldness in his eyes quickly faded. His face lit up with a sly grin again, “Come on, it’s late. Let’s all grab some spicy hotpot. My treat!”

“Who’s on your team? Get lost back to your criminal police department!” the anti-vice squad captain said disdainfully.

He had never seen a criminal police officer so shameless before… tagging along on an anti-vice mission under the pretext of ‘further training’?

…

“Boss, feeling good?” Chen Hong asked.

“Mm, not bad technique,” Mo Cinian replied.

Lying on the sofa, Mo Cinian enjoyed the massage. Although Chen Hong’s skills weren’t particularly refined, with a beauty massaging him, who cared about technique?

Though already 28 years old, Chen Hong maintained herself exceptionally well. Her delicate, boneless hands massaging Mo Cinian’s shoulders felt better than most professional masseurs.

“You’ve worked hard.”

“It’s nothing,” Chen Hong replied shyly, her cheeks tinged with a blush.

Anyone else seeing Chen Hong like this would be shocked. In City A, she was a well-known unattainable flower, a cold beauty who had rejected countless men. Yet now, in front of Mo Cinian, she revealed a gentle, feminine side.

“I’ve changed cars. You can have my previous Ferrari,” Mo Cinian said.

“No… no need. A Ferrari… that’s too expensive!” Chen Hong waved her hand.

“I’m giving it to you. Don’t make me say it twice!”

“Then… thank you, Boss~”

Given her current status, a Ferrari wasn’t something extraordinary for Chen Hong. But because it was a gift from Mo Cinian, it became priceless.

Mo Cinian, exhausted from a day of racing, soon fell asleep with his head resting on Chen Hong’s lap.

Looking at the man lying on her legs, Chen Hong’s feelings were complicated.

Mo Cinian’s looks needed no further description. As expected of a novel’s major villain—handsome as jade, unparalleled in the world.

After acquiring the title ‘Beast in Gentleman’s Clothing,’ his charm and appearance stats had increased by 10 points, making his attractiveness nearly maxed out, surpassing even internet celebrities and stars.

Facing such a man, it was impossible not to be moved. Chen Hong was well aware of her feelings—she had long fallen in love with him. But she also understood her position; even becoming a mistress would be a luxury.

Her red lips curled up slightly. At least at this moment… he belonged to her.

Gently, she reached out and wiped the corner of Mo Cinian’s mouth, her eyes full of tenderness.

…

City A General Hospital.

“How… how did my grandma’s condition suddenly worsen?” Duan Weiwei asked anxiously, standing by the hospital bed, at a loss.

“Although we managed to stabilize her for now, the situation is still very grim. The cancer cells have metastasized to multiple areas. You must be prepared… even with surgery, she might only have three months at most. Given her age, there’s a high risk she won’t survive the operation,” the doctor said solemnly, holding the report.

The other doctors looked at the girl with pity.

They all knew this girl—such a miserable child.

The rope always snaps at the thinnest point, and misfortune always seeks out the unfortunate.

The old woman had no children, only this one granddaughter, relying on each other to survive.

“I… I will find a way. I’ll definitely find a way to raise the money for the surgery. We’ll do… the surgery….” the girl said incoherently.

It was the first time her grandmother had been issued a critical condition notice by the hospital.

Death… felt so close.

Just a light wave from the grim reaper could take away her only family.

No… it’s not over!

There’s still hope!

She thought of someone.

“Boss Mo… Boss Mo said he could save my grandma.”

Thinking of Mo Cinian, a glimmer of hope reignited in Duan Weiwei’s heart!