5: Chapter 5: A stunningly beautiful, aloof, and haughty older sister! A different side... A phone call from her son...

"I know you've been planning to short Zhou Group recently. I know you have a fund of 700 million USD in an overseas account. Transfer this money to my Zhou Group under the guise of a loan, and I will let you go," Zhou Liangan said with a smile.

"In your dreams!" Su Binglan roared without a second thought, her hot, curvaceous body trembling violently with anger. "Zhou Liangan, I would rather die than agree to such a demand from you!"

"Is that so?" Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over Su Binglan without any restraint.

From her stunning, beautiful face to her figure, made even more exquisite and curvaceous by the hemp rope, to those bound, slender, beautiful legs, every part of her looked like a meticulously carved work of art.

Especially now, as Su Binglan was both angry and anxious, her flushed cheeks exuded a unique charm that was simply irresistible.

Zhou Liangan finally locked his gaze firmly on Su Binglan's face, not missing a single detail.

Looking at her now, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, her chest heaving violently with rage, her fingertips clenched until they turned white, and even her jawline was tensed into a cold, hard arc—she looked exactly like someone ready to fight to the death.

But for Zhou Liangan, Su Binglan's little smokescreen was not enough to fool him.

He had seen through it long ago; the anger in Su Binglan's eyes looked intense, but in reality, there was no trace of resolute intent to die. It was more like a bluff from being pushed into a corner.

Her clenched fists were shaking violently; that wasn't gathering strength, but an instinctive reaction from a lack of confidence.

Even when she gritted her teeth to make threats, her throat moved unconsciously; that was nervousness, a subconscious retreat.

In fact, while this woman was shouting about life and death, she didn't actually have the guts to go down with him.

For Zhou Liangan, who was proficient in psychology, these micro-expressions and micro-movements were the most straightforward answers. He could judge the truth and falsehood at a single glance.

Zhou Liangan chuckled, his tone firm. "I think you will definitely agree to me."

Su Binglan wanted to retort angrily, but when her gaze fell upon Zhou Liangan's phone, a deep sense of helplessness flashed through her eyes.

Zichen.

She couldn't let Zichen be ruined.

In the face of Zichen's future, dignity seemed to become worthless.

Time ticked away second by second, and the only sounds left in the room were Su Binglan's heavy breathing and the sight of Zhou Liangan's amused gaze.

Finally, as if all her strength had been drained away, Su Binglan slowly lowered her proud eyes, her long eyelashes casting a shallow shadow under her eyelids, her voice hoarse.

"I agree."

These four words seemed to have exhausted all of Su Binglan's strength.

The smile on Zhou Liangan's face bloomed instantly, like a blossoming poppy—gorgeous and dangerous.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you were this obedient earlier?" Zhou Liangan leaned over and untied the hemp rope binding her.

The moment the hemp rope fell away, Su Binglan's body swayed, nearly collapsing to the ground, but Zhou Liangan was quick to support her waist.

Beneath his hand was delicate, warm skin; the tactile sensation was astonishing.

Su Binglan violently pushed Zhou Liangan away, staggered back a few steps, and looked at him warily, as if looking at a ferocious beast.

"I have one condition," Su Binglan raised her head, tears still lingering in her eyes, but her gaze was exceptionally firm. "Give me the original surveillance video of Liang Zichen breaking in; I want to delete it myself."

"No problem." Zhou Liangan agreed decisively, without a hint of hesitation.

After all, Zhou Liangan was still planning to kill this Child of Destiny and plunder the destiny points from him.

Of course, for something like killing someone with his own hands, it was best to wait until Spiritual Qi began to recover—that is, when the world was on the verge of apocalypse and falling into chaos, when everything was being reshuffled—before taking action.

However, Zhou Liangan naturally wouldn't let Su Binglan get the video so easily.

Zhou Liangan smiled and toyed with the phone in his hand. "It's not impossible to get the phone, but at the very least, President Su needs to show the proper sincerity."

Su Binglan closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling as if she were making a difficult decision.

When she opened her eyes again, the struggle in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by a deathly calm.

Su Binglan took the contract handed to her by Zhou Liangan and slowly signed her name on it.

Seeing this scene before him, Zhou Liangan let out a long sigh of relief.

He could finally continue to be a rich second-generation heir with peace of mind.

Because according to the plot of the original work, Su Binglan had colluded with overseas capital to maliciously short Zhou Group in order to gain a say in certain fields of Zhou Group.

These 700 million USD were considered money lent to Su Binglan in advance by overseas capital to put her at ease.

But now it seemed that those overseas capitalists were afraid of coming up empty-handed this time.

He might even be able to take this opportunity to make a profit.

The moment Su Binglan signed the contract, her beautiful eyes were filled with bitterness and helplessness.

She never expected to be schemed against by such a playboy!

Of course, this money couldn't be transferred over just yet.

Otherwise, it would alert the enemy.

So this contract could only be considered a beginning.

However, seeing this aloof ice beauty looking so dejected,

Zhou Liangan couldn't help but curl his lips upward. He just loved watching this kind of aloof ice-queen Royal Sister having to lower her proud head for the sake of certain things.

In the original plot, that brainless villain who held resources but insisted on pursuing pure love, only to be tortured to death by the protagonist, was simply hopelessly stupid.

As long as the goal could be achieved, what did the process matter?

After some effort, Su Binglan finally got her wish and deleted all the footage of Liang Zichen breaking into Zhou Liangan's house.

Su Binglan let out a long sigh of relief.

Not far away, Zhou Liangan was flipping through his System panel.

Five hours ago, Zhou Liangan had taken Su Binglan away from the Hilton, returned to his home, and after completing at least two thousand push-ups, the Destiny Villain System had awakened.

And it also randomly included a novice gift pack.

[Indestructible Body (Passive Skill)] [Loyalty (Divine-Grade Passive): For the Child of Destiny's heroine who the protagonist has begun to plunder, she will consciously resist and feel disgust toward any man other than the protagonist, both physically and psychologically] [Elementary Physical Fitness Enhancement]

The System's interface was very simple, divided into five major sections: [Blackmail Mall], [destiny points Exchange Mall], [Cultivation Technique Modification], [Physical Fitness], and [Skills].

Zhou Liangan took a look at the destiny points he currently possessed. destiny points: 1000 points.

As for the skill interface, a System space option had appeared. The System came with a one-thousand-cubic-meter personal space.

With the personal space, he could carry enough supplies at any time when the apocalypse arrived. Moreover, this one-thousand-cubic-meter personal space was just the original space; he could subsequently expand the personal space by consuming destiny points.

After reading through the System interface, Zhou Liangan got up and walked behind Su Binglan. The System showed that this woman still had five thousand destiny points on her.

A gleam of sharp light appeared in Zhou Liangan's eyes. In order to gain enough of an advantage in the apocalypse in the future, it seemed he had to further squeeze this woman!

Zhou Liangan placed his hands on Su Binglan's shoulders. Su Binglan's delicate body stiffened slightly, a thin rosy glow flashed across her fair, delicate cheeks, and she turned her head to look at Zhou Liangan warily with her beautiful eyes. "You... what do you want to do?"

Zhou Liangan curled his lips upward. "Choose an outfit from the walk-in closet at the end of the second floor."

Su Binglan's heart trembled slightly. "What do you take me for..."

A wicked smile appeared on Zhou Liangan's face. "President Su, do you need me to call your son, Liang Zichen, to report that you're safe now?"

After giving Zhou Liangan a cold glare, Su Binglan turned and walked upstairs.

A moment later, Su Binglan appeared in Zhou Liangan's line of sight again. She was wearing a blue and white JK skirt suit. Her two long, snow-white, beautiful legs were wrapped in a pair of white lace-trimmed over-the-knee socks. Her stunning, beautiful face, paired with this outfit, looked like a red rose blooming in the snow; purity and charm intertwined, making it impossible for people to look away.

Zhou Liangan's gaze gradually became scorching... And just at this moment, ring, ring, ring... The urgent sound of a phone ringing echoed. Su Binglan looked at the phone placed on the table. The caller ID showed it was Liang Zichen calling.

Zhou Liangan curled his lips upward, leaned close to Su Binglan's ear, and said, "Hurry up and answer the phone."

Su Binglan hadn't intended to answer this call, but Zhou Liangan took it upon himself to press the answer button...