TVEW c2.1

Lin Qiong sprinted through the corridor, utterly uninterested in his lavish surroundings. He was not in the mood for sightseeing.

The corridors seemed never-ending, and it felt like he was using all his might but with no end in sight.

Lin Qiong was gasping as he muttered to himself.

This corridor was endless!

His heart pounded, as if a swarm of ten thousand groundhogs ran amok within.

There were several rooms along the corridor, and he realized that he had to sprint because any delay might ruin his chance of escape.

Suddenly, he saw a European-style door. The glass window on the door appeared to emit a faint glow.

No, it wasn’t light; it was the Holy Light of Jesus!

Freedom beckoned. He could look forward to a new life the moment he got out.

A victorious smile played upon Lin Qiong’s face. Thank the Lord!

“Alright, Xingyun and I have been brothers for so long. I won’t distance myself from him just because someone plotted his downfall,” Li Hanyang brusquely replied his parents on the other end of the phone.

Before Fu Xingyun’s accident, he’d been running the Fu family. However, half a year ago, when Fu Xingyun had a terrible accident and became paralyzed, his father, along with his half-brother and some shareholders, began exploiting Fu Xingyun’s wealth.

Fu Xingyun had been gravely injured, and the realization that he might never walk again had thrown him into a deep depression. His temperament grew erratic and unpredictable.

Blaming on his elder son’s fragile mental state, Fu Changjing had entrusted Fu Jinghong, his younger son, to take over Fu Xingyun’s responsibilities. With added pressure from Fu Changjing and the cunning shareholders, Fu Xingyun’s power quickly waned.

Although he still had a title within the company, it was little nothing more than a hollow shell. Industry insiders, being shrewd, had already discerned that Fu Xingyun’s power was on the decline.

In fact, even though Fu Xingyun was marrying today, among the guests who received invitations, not many would attend.

With impatience, Li Hanyang finally hung up the phone and ruffled his hair.

He drew a deep breath, trying to focus on the fact that this was his brother’s big day; he should be happy.

As he approached the door and started to open it, a white blur raced by with raucous laughter.

Li Hanyang:…

For a moment, he thought his eyes had deceived him, and then a deafening “bang” echoed. The double doors now danced like butterfly wings due to inertia.

Lin Qiong flung open the door, taking a leap of faith to secure his freedom. The law was the only force that could hold him back now.

But as he took a few steps forward, he encountered a tall white wall, obstructing her path.

Lin Qiong:?

It wasn’t what he’d expected.

Staring at the wall before him, Lin Qiong turned his head. His body trembled slightly, and his eyes widened.

Before him stood a vast church, its majestic and solemn visage exuding a sacred and inviolable aura. Lin Qiong had never seen such a spectacular edifice, leaving him momentarily awestruck.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person in a bustling marketplace. Such things he had only glimpsed from his TV.

Lin Qiong gawked at the church, finding it hard to avert his gaze.

It was…

Amazing! ! !

Raising his head like a country bumpkin, the colossal edifice overwhelmed his vision. He quickly shook his head, snapping out of his daze.

Now was not the time for sightseeing; he needed to find a way out.

Lin Qiong circumvented the tall wall, trying to locate an exit, but his sense of direction was virtually nonexistent. After a long walk, he somehow ended up back in the same spot.

Lin Qiong:…

It was like magic.

Lin Qiong leaned against the wall, feeling a bit fatigued. His brows drooped slightly, his carefully coiffed hair disheveled, and he suddenly remembered something, causing him to tremble.

He’d been gripped by fear when facing the villain earlier, but now that he’d collected himself, he began to recall her circumstances.

Running away would lead to certain death.

The first major demise suffered by the cannon fodder in the book was when he fled the wedding, leaving Fu Xingyun to be ridiculed, and lose face.

In the midst of summer, Lin Qiong stood there, but his heart felt as cold as a frigid September day.

Lin Qiong raised a white middle finger to the sky.

No big deal; he just wanted to f*ck this world.

Feeling lost, Lin Qiong thought about his next move. Lin Qiong stood there helplessly, not knowing where to go. There were many wild flowers of unspecified varieties growing on the grass outside the church.

He reached out and picked one, “Go back…, don’t go back…, go back…”

The petals fall one by one ~

Looking at the last petal on the branch, Lin Qiong took a deep breath and said, “Go back.”

Lin Qiong looked at the naked flower bud that he had defiled, and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

His mind started racing.

Compared to running into a dead end and being unable to escape, he might be able to live a little longer by going back and changing the plot.

Lin Qiong’s eyes lit up.

As long as he didn’t court death like his past self, there might be a chance to survive the clutches of the villain. After all, Fu Xingyun’s targets after he’d recovered were those who had tormented him while he’d been paralyzed.

With renewed resolve, Lin Qiong readjusted his white suit. It was important to make a good impression in front of the villain.

However, his enthusiasm soon waned, just like a sprout emerging from the soil, only to be trampled down.

He’d already made a first impression on the villain when he’d first crossed over, even before he could control his own body.

You can’t say that a man can’t do it!

But he had really said it.