From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

Deep inside the warehouse, it was dark, damp, and smelled musty.

Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan cautiously walked in and found that it was filled with all kinds of supplies, but most of them were rotten and rotten, emitting a nauseating smell.

"What...what's going on?" Bi Yao covered her nose, looking at everything in front of her in disbelief.

"It seems someone is deliberately causing trouble." Jiang Ruiyuan's face was gloomy and his tone was icy.

Their charity supplies were switched!

The warehouse, which should have been filled with food, medicine and clothing, has now become a garbage dump.

Just then, several men in black uniforms and sunglasses walked in. The one in the lead was burly with a fierce face, clearly not a good guy.

"Oh, isn't this the famous philanthropic legend, Ms. Bi Yao?" the man said sarcastically. "What, here to see your masterpiece?"

Suppressing her anger, Bi Yao asked coldly, "Who are you people? Why are you doing this?"

“Who we are is not important,” the man laughed arrogantly. “What is important is that your charity work ends here.”

The men behind the man began to wantonly destroy the remaining supplies, throwing and trampling anything still usable on the ground.

“You…” Bi Yao was trembling with anger, but she knew that confronting them head-on would only lead to her suffering.

Jiang Ruiyuan shielded her behind him, staring sharply at the man: "You two had better stop now."

"Oh ho, you're quite protective of your little lover, huh?" the man scoffed. "Too bad, we're the ones in charge here."

The man waved his hand, signaling his men to continue the destruction.

The planned charity event had to be canceled due to the malicious damage to the venue. The recipients who had gathered in the square left disappointed, their expressions changing from anticipation to despair, and finally to numbness.

Bi Yao watched their departing figures, feeling utterly powerless.

A member of a special faction sneered from the sidelines, "Oh, Miss Bi, it seems your charity work isn't going too well."

Bi Yao took a deep breath and tried her best to control her emotions.

She knew that now was not the time to act impulsively.

“Let’s go.” Bi Yao took Jiang Ruiyuan’s hand and turned to leave.

"Giving up already?" the man shouted. "I thought you were so great."

Bi Yao ignored him and walked straight out of the warehouse.

But she knew in her heart that this matter would not be left like this.

Back at her lodgings, Bi Yao locked herself in her room, feeling depressed.

She never expected that doing charity work would encounter such great resistance.

Jiang Ruiyuan gently knocked on the door: "Yaoyao, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Bi Yao said, forcing herself to sound cheerful. "I'm just... a little tired."

Jiang Ruiyuan pushed open the door, walked to her side, and gently embraced her: "Don't worry, we'll handle it."

“But…” Bi Yao raised her head, her eyes slightly red, “They are too arrogant, we can’t fight them at all.”

"Don't be afraid," Jiang Ruiyuan gently stroked her hair, "I will protect you."

“Ruiyuan…” Bi Yao hugged him tightly, feeling the warmth emanating from him, and her heart calmed down a little.

Jiang Ruiyuan gently patted her back, but his eyes gradually became deep.

"I'm going out for a bit." Jiang Ruiyuan said this and turned to leave the room, leaving Bi Yao alone inside.

He walked to the window, looking at the brightly lit city outside, a cold glint flashing in his eyes...

"It seems we'll have to resort to some drastic measures..." he muttered to himself.

After Jiang Ruiyuan left, he did not remain idle.

He used his connections to thoroughly investigate the background of that special force.

Within half a day, he had obtained crucial evidence—transaction records of the gang leader using charities to launder money!

The next day, at the venue of the charity event, Jiang Ruiyuan threw the evidence in the face of all the beneficiaries, the media, and the arrogant leader.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think it's very important for everyone to know the source of this 'philanthropist's' donations." He curled a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, his tone as icy as a poisoned knife.

"Money laundering? Tax evasion? Tsk tsk, what a 'philanthropist'!"

The leader's expression changed drastically; his previous arrogance vanished instantly, and he wilted like a frostbitten eggplant.

His henchmen were terrified, their faces ashen, their eyes darting around, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

"Ruiyuan, you're amazing!" Bi Yao looked at Jiang Ruiyuan with eyes full of admiration, as if she were looking at a shining superhero.

With the venue issue resolved, Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan began to rearrange the space.

The two worked together to move supplies and set up tents, and in the midst of their busy work, they grew closer and closer.

Suddenly, Bi Yao slipped and cried out in surprise, about to fall.

At the critical moment, Jiang Ruiyuan caught her with lightning speed.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still.

Bi Yao's cheeks instantly turned bright red, and her heart pounded wildly, as if it were about to burst out of her chest.

Jiang Ruiyuan's gaze was gentle as water, and a smile played at the corners of his lips.

Just then, a commotion arose in the distance, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

"You...you just wait!" A resentful voice echoed from afar...

The special forces, having suffered a setback, were naturally unwilling to swallow their anger.

The next day, a few sneaky henchmen crept over again, preparing to do something "shady".

They thought they were getting away with it, but little did they know that Jiang Ruiyuan had already laid a trap.

Before they could even get close to the supplies, Jiang Ruiyuan appeared like a ghost, moving with lightning speed. In no time, he had taken down the henchmen, making them look like a few squashed cockroaches.

"Is that all? You think you can cause trouble? Go home and train for a few years before you come back!" Jiang Ruiyuan's tone was disdainful and full of sarcasm.

The henchmen clutched their stomachs, wailing and screaming, and scrambled away, their backs looking as pathetic as a pack of stray dogs.

Bi Yao watched from the side, her eyes practically sparkling with admiration for Jiang Ruiyuan: "Ruiyuan, you're so handsome!"

As night fell, the charity site gradually quieted down.

Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan sat in a corner, looking at the starry sky and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

Jiang Ruiyuan gently put his arm around Bi Yao's shoulder, and Bi Yao leaned against him, feeling his warmth and sense of security.

Everything around them was quiet and beautiful, with only the sound of their heartbeats clearly audible.

"Yaoyao, thank you for your hard work." Jiang Ruiyuan's voice was deep and gentle.

“With you here, I don’t feel tired.” Bi Yao’s voice was soft and sweet.

Although they had resolved the immediate problem, Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan both knew that this was just the beginning.

Even greater challenges lie ahead; what they will face may be more complex and dangerous than they imagine.

“Ruiyuan, look…” Bi Yao pointed to a dark figure in the distance, her tone tinged with unease.

Jiang Ruiyuan followed her gaze, his brows furrowing slightly...

"Let's go take a look."