Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

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"Be careful……"

As they wrote this, the black words on the white paper gradually turned red with blood. Seeing this bizarre scene, the four women screamed in fright.

After leaving these two sentences, the spirit of the Ouija board seemed to have lost all its strength, and no matter how they called out to it, it did not respond at all.

Bai Xin nearly bit her lip until it bled, but she hadn't forgotten the incantation to summon the spirit from the Ouija board.

"Ouija board, Ouija board, shall we call it a day?"

The pen finally moved again, and it wrote a "1" weakly.

The women silently let go of each other's hands, and only then did they realize that everyone's palms were sweaty.

Bai Xin picked up the piece of paper, looked at it again and again, then looked around at the women: "Should we tell our husband about this?"

“Yes, I think so too.” Tao Yuting took out her phone to take a picture for record-keeping. “She mentioned a voice recorder, so it shouldn’t be a simple accident.”

Given the precedent of Zhang Xiaoya's "suicide," the fact that the Ouija board left behind this information suggests that she most likely also died an unnatural death.

Women are very compassionate; it would be best if the soul of a woman who died unjustly could rest in peace.

Perhaps it was because the ritual of summoning the spirit that had drained their energy, but they were all somewhat listless at the moment and did not rush to find Ling Yun, instead returning to the main house to rest first.

"Pen fairy?"

The next morning, Ling Yun held a piece of white paper. The blood-written words on it were crystal clear, the color of which had begun to deepen, and it even carried a faint smell of blood. This was something that a red pen could not have done.

"Mmm~ Yes, husband." Bai Xin buried her head in her food. "The Ouija board~ Hmm... After leaving this message... Slurp~ There was no further reaction..."

Ling Yun put down the white paper, put his arm around Li Mengxuan beside him, and gave her a good morning kiss.

The beautiful village chief nestled in Ling Yun's arms, her soft body exuding a unique warmth and touch, her rosy cheeks like two small dates.

She lay down with Lingyun in her arms, letting him enjoy the face wash in a breastfeeding position.

Tao Yuting yawned and pushed open the door. She rubbed her eyes and was about to speak when she saw the white paper on the bedside table.

As for the two busy women in front of her, she was used to it.

The beautiful teacher walked to the bedside with her long, snow-white legs, picked up the white paper, and asked, "Lingyun, do you have any thoughts?"

Ling Yun released the village chief's peach-shaped hairpin, bent his legs to make it easier for the school beauty: "If it's really as you say, then this talisman does have some merit."

Being able to foresee the future proves she has some skills.

However, she was unable to answer questions related to herself, which seemed to be far beyond her capabilities.

“This kind of ghost must be at least a vengeful ghost (Tongxuan level). Judging from the information she left behind, she probably hoped that someone would find this recording pen and release its contents.”

Tao Yuting sat on the edge of the bed: "I checked Fengle Building B3 last night and found that it is the office building of the Su family, used for their internal employees to work."

"The Su family?" Ling Yun thought of something. "Xinghuang Media?"

"Yes, it's this entertainment media company."

Tao Yuting took off her nightgown, climbed up to Ling Yun, and drew circles on his chest with her finger: "Also, I learned through connections about something they've been suppressing. Are you interested in hearing about it?"

Ling Yun held Bai Xin's head, pulled out his spear amidst her reluctant gaze, and then gestured for the beautiful teacher to come up.

With a smile on her lips, Tao Yuting helped the slick, oily little Lingyun, who had been thoroughly ravaged by the school beauty, and plopped down on her back.

"Hmm~"

She groaned softly, "Not long ago..."

Xinghuang Media, a leading entertainment media company in China, has cultivated countless well-known stars and actors, and enjoys considerable influence and voice on various platforms.

The most famous among them is undoubtedly their ace actor – Gu Yixuan, the versatile actor who debuted at the age of 8 and has won numerous awards and has over 100 million fans worldwide by the age of 31.

A little over a month ago, just as Gu Yixuan's new movie was about to be released, a female employee in the publicity department died.

An intern who had just joined the publicity department was found hanged in the office.

If this kind of thing is allowed to get out, regardless of the real cause of death, it will affect the upcoming movie and damage the company's reputation.

Given the stakes involved, the Su family used their resources to keep the news completely under wraps, and the deceased's family received a large sum of compensation and did not cause trouble at the company.

However, it's unclear whether the compensation was substantial or if the other family was afraid of getting into trouble.

The deceased employee was very young, named Lin Wan, only 22 years old, a student at the Beijing Media University.

Upon receiving the news, the Su family's senior management immediately arranged for a female bodyguard to carry Lin Wan down and send her to be cremated.

The building's surveillance cameras happened to malfunction that day, so nothing could be seen.

Such a coincidence is hard not to be suspicious, but due to a lack of evidence, the police could only close the case as a suicide.

Ling Yun pinched her beautiful breasts and thrust upwards with all his might: "So, the spirit of the Ouija board last night must have been Lin Wan?"

"Yes...there is...that...possible..."

"Then how did you know?"

"I know...I just returned to the country with the Su family...ah~the CEO...so..."

Ling Yun sat up and hugged her: "President?"

Tao Yuting placed her hands on his shoulders: "Her name is Su Jin. She used to work abroad and just came back this year to help manage the company's affairs."

"It would be too conspicuous for me to go."

Ling Yun put his arm around her waist and kissed her collarbone: "But I'll have someone bring the recording pen back to see what's inside."

"Okay~"

The room was filled with a sensual atmosphere. After Ling Yun had satisfied all three women, he contacted Er Leng.

Upon learning that he needed to go to Fengle Building to "steal" a confidential recording pen, Erleng became very excited and patted his chest, promising to bring it back that very night.

After hanging up the phone, Erleng sent a message to Ah Hu of the Raptor Squad, saying he needed to contact him.

Under Fu Xiang's tutelage, Ah Hu's disguise skills are now almost as good as those of the deceased wolf king Bu Hao, and he travels through the streets and alleys every day in different guises.

A short while later, Erleng arrived at the agreed location.

There was no one else there, only a long-legged girl sitting by the flower bed, swinging her legs and eating a grilled sausage.

The girl smiled when she saw him, and then walked straight towards him.

Erleng immediately became alert. He knew his appearance well enough that passing girls would avoid him, let alone a strange woman approaching him. She must have ill intentions!

He frowned, his tone curt: "Hello, what's up?"

"Brother Leng, it's me."

A rough male voice rang out, and Erleng was dumbfounded. He looked around, completely bewildered: "Who? Who's speaking?"

"I am Ah Hu!"

Erleng stared at the other person in disbelief, his lips moving as he asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"

"To make it easier to conceal one's identity."

"Alright, alright, stop talking now!"

"Oh."

Erleng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his turbulent emotions. When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Ah Hu's flawless disguise, and an inexplicable sense of shame and annoyance welled up in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low, menacing voice, "I'm warning you, if you dare to tell anyone about this, I'll make you pay! I called you here because Chairman Ling has a mission..."

Chapter 155 Forgot again, brother.

There weren't many staff members inside the Fengle Building on a weekend evening.

A stylishly dressed woman wearing sunglasses walked in without attracting the attention of the security guard who was dozing off.

Ah Hu stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 14th floor.

He gently pressed his earlobe with his hand, his voice low: "This is Ah Hu. We have arrived at the designated location and are taking the elevator. Over."

"Ah Chai, received. I have control of the building's surveillance system. You have 25 minutes. Over."

After confirming that no one was in the 14th-floor corridor, Ah Hu stepped out of the elevator and quietly pushed open the iron door of the emergency exit.

There were only two people on duty in the publicity department tonight, and the whole floor was very quiet.

The office camera rotated slightly, transmitting the captured image onto Ah Hu's sunglasses.

The two employees were drinking coffee and chatting idly, completely unaware of the commotion in the corridor.

Ah Hu had already obtained the building's layout plan, and he knew exactly where the low-voltage box was located. It was near the stairwell and had been concealed, so to the untrained eye, it looked like an ordinary wall.

He pressed it gently with his hand, and the side cover of the low-voltage box popped out.

The room was stuffed with all sorts of messy wires. After rummaging through it, Ah Hu found a storage bag in the corner and opened it to find a voice recorder.

He picked up the bag, quickly closed the side flap, and pressed the elevator button.

The elevator had just gone up when the doors opened, revealing a man and a woman chatting inside.

Ah Hu subtly moved to the corner of the elevator, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall. Sunglasses covered most of his face, leaving only his well-defined jawline and slightly pursed lips visible.

"Beautiful lady, you look a little unfamiliar?"

Gu Yixuan's gaze swept over like a searchlight, lingering on Ah Hu. Ah Hu had already recognized this pillar of Xinghuang Media. Her Adam's apple bobbed slightly under her silk scarf, and her voice was clear and neutral: "Outsourced staff, doesn't come often."

"Oh..." Gu Yixuan drawled, then suddenly turned to cut off his assistant's words, "She's still not answering the phone?"

The assistant's fingers, gripping the document, turned white: "President Su is very dissatisfied with your unauthorized contact with the brand..."

"Just because you've got some gilded credentials overseas, you think you're something special?" Gu Yixuan snorted with a laugh, his fingernails scraping against the elevator handrail with a harsh sound. "When I was in this industry, she was still playing with dolls."

The assistant's words of advice were cut short by a piercing glare. Gu Yixuan's smile froze instantly, and his sinister profile was reflected in the elevator mirror: "Don't forget who gave you the bonus."

"Yes…"

"Those who are less capable than me have all started their own studios. Haven't I earned enough for the company?"

His voice turned cold, and the scent of his perfume, mixed with a sense of oppression, enveloped his assistant, who almost crushed the folder in his hand and even shrank his neck.

Ding!

The moment the elevator doors slid open, Gu Yixuan had already put on a business-like smile and nodded to Ah Hu: "Goodbye, beautiful lady."

Ah Hu adjusted his sunglasses, perfectly concealing the tapping of his knuckles on the microphone. Only after that arrogant figure disappeared behind the revolving door did he slowly step out of the elevator.

After leaving the building, he turned left into the alley, and when he came out, he had changed his clothes.

Erleng was sitting on a chair outside the coffee shop when he heard footsteps. He turned his head and saw a man he didn't recognize.

The man sat down in front of him, and seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, he took out a storage bag containing a voice recorder.

"You forgot again, brother?"

“I made it!”

Erleng touched his bald head. Ah Hu's disguise skills were truly damn good. He even subtly changed his scent. He really couldn't tell the difference!

He took the storage bag and pointed to another cup of coffee in front of him: "This is for you. Enjoy your coffee. I'm leaving now."

Ling Yun replayed the conversation between Gu Yixuan and his assistant in the elevator several times and roughly guessed who the "she" they were talking about was.

"It seems there's a slight disagreement between the company's star player and the newly returned president."

Tao Yuting stood behind him, helping him relax his shoulders and neck with both hands: "Su Jin complained to me that Gu Yixuan is not obedient at all and doesn't take her seriously."

"It's normal. Such a big shot is still working for the Su family. It's impossible for him not to feel resentful."

Is Gu Yixuan unwilling to open his own studio?

That's fucking impossible!

Before Gu Yixuan rose to prominence, the company was heavily promoting another talented actor. Unfortunately, that actor disagreed with the company's executives, eventually terminated his contract, and left to start his own studio.

Less than three months later, he was shot and killed by an extreme environmentalist while on vacation at the beach in the United States.

Whether the Su family was involved or not, Gu Yixuan dared not gamble, but it was precisely because of that person's death that he achieved his current status.

“Without the Su family, Gu Yixuan is nothing.” Tao Yuting still spoke up for her friend. “With his acting skills of just staring blankly, if Xinghuang Media hadn’t hired online trolls for him, he would have been torn to shreds long ago.”

Ling Yun smiled, not wanting to delve deeper into the topic, and changed the subject: "By the way, how did you and Su Jin meet?"

“I’ve known her since we were kids. She went abroad and we kept in touch. She just came back recently, and she’s been so busy that I haven’t had a chance to meet her yet.”

Tao Yuting's small, massaging hands gradually reached his muscular chest, and her full, red lips whispered in his ear: "Are you interested in President Su?"