Reincarnation Legend

In the turbulent business world, An Junde, Mo Yunzheng, and Chu Lingfeng form a three-legged tripod. Each of them is a leader in their industry, with remarkable achievements and unparalleled influence.

An Junde, like a brave lion, makes decisions decisively and fiercely, his eyes always gleaming with determination. The company he leads is conquering the market with unstoppable force.

Mo Yunzheng, on the other hand, is like a cunning fox, skilled in planning and strategizing, always able to achieve a surprise victory at the critical moment. His meticulous mind and clever tactics make him difficult to predict.

Chu Lingfeng, like a lone eagle, soars high above, overlooking everything. His company stands out thanks to its unique innovation and leading technology.

However, during a competition for a major business project, the conflict between the three people was completely intensified.

At a business negotiation table, the three finally faced off.

An Junde crossed his arms, his cold gaze fixed on Mo Yunzheng and Chu Lingfeng, and he said domineeringly, "I, An Junde, am determined to win this competition. Don't try to stop me!"

Mo Yunzheng smiled slightly, with a cunning look in his eyes: "An Junde, don't be too confident. It's still unknown who will win."

Chu Lingfeng slammed the table, stood up, and said in a loud voice like a bell: "Hmph, come at me if you dare, I, Chu Lingfeng, have nothing to fear!"

This war without gunpowder intensified, and the three of them launched a thrilling contest in the mall.

The atmosphere at the negotiation table was extremely tense, and the air seemed to be frozen.

An Junde snorted coldly, "Mo Yunzheng, don't think you can fool me with those little tricks of yours. And Chu Lingfeng, don't think you have a sure win just because you have some background."

Mo Yunzheng responded calmly, "An Junde, if you have the guts, stop wasting time and let's see who's really in the battlefield."

Chu Lingfeng crossed his arms over his chest and said seriously, "Don't be too arrogant, the two of you. Who will win the project in the end depends on their strength and luck."

In the days that followed, the three men each demonstrated their prowess in the business world. An Junde continuously expanded his business channels, collaborating closely with various partners to capture greater market share. Mo Yunzheng meticulously planned a series of marketing strategies, using unique creativity to attract consumers. Chu Lingfeng increased his investment in research and development, launching a series of innovative products that set the pace in the industry.

At an industry summit, the three met again. An Junde said sarcastically, "Mo Yunzheng, your marketing tactics are just empty talk. They won't last long."

Mo Yunzheng shot back, "An Junde, you only rely on your connections, you don't have any real skills."

Chu Lingfeng watched them quarreling coldly from the side, and then said, "Stop arguing. Instead of wasting time, you'd better think about how to improve the competitiveness of your own company."

This business battle is becoming increasingly fierce, and it remains unknown who will have the final say.

The housekeeper looked at the exhausted young master and couldn't help but complain to others in private.

"Our young master has been under a lot of pressure lately. There are so many things to deal with in the company, and each competitor is more formidable than the last. He leaves home early and comes back late every day, and he doesn't even have time to have a good meal or a good sleep." The butler shook his head and sighed.

"In the past, the young master could relax occasionally, play golf, or get together with friends. But now, all his time and energy are devoted to work. It makes me feel sad to see him like this." The butler frowned, his face full of worry.

"This business battlefield is so cruel and ruthless. Young Master carries the expectations of so many people and dares not relax for a moment. I don't know when these days will end." The butler sighed helplessly, his eyes full of worry for the young master.

The housekeeper said to Xiaolan: "By the way, Xiaolan, the young lady is bored at home, so she can help the young master relieve his stress."

Xiaolan blinked and asked doubtfully, "Butler, what can the young lady do?"

The housekeeper thought for a moment and said slowly, "For example, you can chat with the young master, or take a walk together, so that the young master can temporarily forget about those heavy affairs and relax his tense nerves."

Xiaolan nodded thoughtfully: "So that's how it is. Maybe this can really make the young master feel more relaxed."

The housekeeper sighed softly: "Yes, I hope that the young lady can understand the hard work of the young master and give him some warmth and support."

Xiaolan frowned and said worriedly, "But you know the lady's temper. She may not be willing to do this on her own initiative."

The butler pondered for a moment and said, "Then we have to find a way to make the young lady realize how much pressure the young master is under and the role she can play."

Xiaolan's eyes lit up and she said, "How about we find a suitable opportunity to have a good talk with the young lady?"

The housekeeper shook his head. "I'm afraid telling her directly won't be effective. We need to find a clever way to let the young lady realize it herself."

The two fell into deep thought. After a while, the housekeeper suddenly said, "I got it! We can arrange a family gathering to create a warm atmosphere, so that the young lady and the young master can have more opportunities to spend time together. Maybe the young lady will take the initiative to care about the young master."

Xiaolan clapped her hands and cheered: "This is a good idea, let's get ready quickly."

So, the housekeeper and Xiaolan began to carefully prepare for this family gathering, hoping to relieve the young master's pressure and make the relationship between the young lady and the young master closer.

Xing Yingyou and An Junde sat at the dining table, eating together. An Junde's face was gloomy, and he said nothing, just mechanically putting food into his mouth. The housekeeper stood by, his face full of embarrassment, not knowing how to break the dull atmosphere.

Xing Yingyou looked at An Junde and said, "Brother, you've been busy lately and have neglected me."

An Junde still didn't respond and continued eating.

Xing Yingyou added, "Brother, I know you work hard, but you can't ignore me."

Hearing this, An Junde finally stopped eating, raised his head, and looked at Xing Yingyou with complicated eyes, but still did not speak.

Xing Yingyou continued, "Brother, no matter what difficulties you encounter, I will always be with you."

An Junde was slightly moved, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

Xing Yingyou still left.

An Junde watched her retreating figure, his eyes filled with disappointment and helplessness. He still held the unfinished bowl and chopsticks in his hands, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

The housekeeper whispered, "Master, the young lady..."

An Junde interrupted the housekeeper, his voice low and hoarse: "Forget it, let her go."

The wind blew gently, ruffling An Junde's hair and his heart. He slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and stared for a long time in the direction where Xing Yingyou left. Her lonely figure looked particularly lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The maid looked at Xing Yingyou, who had a worried look on her face, and asked cautiously, "Miss, are you sad?"

Xing Yingyou sighed softly and said, "Do you think my brother has changed recently?"

The maid quickly replied: "No, maybe the young master doesn't know many people, and his cold personality is cold to everyone."

Xing Yingyou frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly her eyes lit up and she thought of a good idea. She said excitedly, "Why not find a sister-in-law for my brother!"

The maid opened her mouth in surprise: "Miss, is this possible?"

Xing Yingyou smiled confidently: "Why not? Having someone accompany my brother might make him feel better and become more cheerful."

The maid was still a little worried: "But it's not easy to find the right person."

Xing Yingyou patted his chest and said, "It's not that difficult. We can look for it in the circle we are familiar with first."

So, Xing Yingyou began to keep an eye out for suitable women around her and often asked her friends about them. However, the process was not smooth. Either the other party was already interested in someone, or they felt that An Junde was too cold and difficult to get along with.

One day, after Xing Yingyou hit a wall again, she said to herself in frustration, "Why is it so difficult to find a sister-in-law for my brother?"

At this moment, An Junde walked up behind her and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Xing Yingyou was startled, turned around and looked at An Junde, stammering, "Brother...Brother, I, I'm doing this for your own good."

An Junde frowned and said, "Don't worry about my affairs." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Xing Yingyou hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Brother, I know you're under a lot of pressure, but wouldn't it be better if someone could accompany you and share some of the burden?"

An Junde stopped and was silent for a while, then said slowly: "You don't understand."

Xing Yingyou said stubbornly: "I don't understand, but I just want to make you happy."

An Junde looked at his sister's determined eyes, and his heart softened. He sighed softly: "Forget it, whatever you want."

With her brother's tacit consent, Xing Yingyou rekindled her hope and continued to busy herself with her brother's lifelong affairs.

Xing Yingyou turned and ran away, but An Junde quickly grabbed her clothes and said, "Don't be so reckless."

Xing Yingyou stopped, struggled to free herself from his hand, and said angrily, "I have my own ideas. You don't have to bother with me."

An Junde frowned and raised his voice a few degrees: "I'm doing this for your own good, don't be ungrateful."

Xing Yingyou's eyes were red, and she shouted loudly: "You are always like this, thinking you know everything, but never considering my feelings."

An Junde was speechless for a moment. After a moment of silence, his tone softened: "I just don't want you to get hurt."

Xing Yingyou turned her head away, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said stubbornly: "That can't stop me from doing what I think is right."

An Junde sighed helplessly and softened his tone: "Then tell me first, what are you rushing to do?"

Xing Yingyou sniffed and said, "I'm going to find someone who can be your sister-in-law. This is my decision and I won't change it."

An Junde looked at her determined expression, feeling mixed emotions. Finally, he said softly, "It's up to you, but don't push yourself too hard."

Xing Yingyou looked up at him, turned around and ran out again, leaving An Junde standing there, thoughtful.

The butler came over and said, "Master, that young lady's gift..."

An Junde said nothing, his hands in his pockets. In fact, he had already prepared the gift.

Seeing that An Junde didn't say anything, the butler asked cautiously, "Master, when are you going to give the gift to the young lady?"

An Junde remained silent, but his eyes became softer.

After a while, he slowly said, "Wait a little longer."

The housekeeper looked puzzled: "Master, I don't quite understand why you are still waiting?"

An Junde sighed softly: "I want to find a suitable time."

At this time, Xing Yingyou's cheerful laughter came from a distance, and An Junde's mouth corners unconsciously rose.

The housekeeper looked at An Junde's expression and understood what he meant. He said no more and quietly stepped aside.

As night fell and the lights came on, An Junde stood by the window, looking at the night view outside, holding the gift he was going to give to Xing Yingyou, and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a soft knock on the door broke the silence.

"Come in." An Junde said.

The door opened and Xing Yingyou walked in with a smile still on her face.

An Junde took a deep breath, finally took out the gift, and handed it to Xing Yingyou: "This is for you."