From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

“Next, we’re going to march on City C.” Bi Yao pointed heavily at the map, her eyes gleaming with a sense of conquest.

However, this lucrative market of City C had long been coveted by Qian Duoduo, a local business tycoon.

Qian Duoduo was overweight and had an oily face, looking like a walking gold ingot.

When he heard that Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan were coming to City C to develop charitable work, he snorted and said, "These little shrimps who overestimate themselves dare to run wild on my turf?" A contemptuous smile curled his thick lips.

As soon as Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan arrived in City C, they felt an oppressive atmosphere as if a storm was brewing.

The citizens of City C eagerly awaited their arrival, and the scene of welcoming them was comparable to that of a superstar concert.

This made Qian Duoduo even more unhappy. He narrowed his eyes, a hint of malice flashing in them: "Want to fight me? You're still too green!"

Despite Qian Duoduo's provocation, Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan remained fearless.

"We'll meet force with force and water with earth. We do charity with a clear conscience," Bi Yao said firmly, her eyes filled with confidence.

Jiang Ruiyuan nodded in agreement: "Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he wouldn't be able to stop us!"

However, things were far more complicated than they had imagined.

The next day, Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan discovered that all the supplies they had ordered had been seized and their supply chain had been completely cut off.

"What's going on? Where are our supplies?" Bi Yao asked incredulously, as if struck by lightning.

"Could it be..." Jiang Ruiyuan's expression also turned serious.

At this moment, Qian Duoduo was sitting in his luxurious office, holding a glass of red wine, swirling the liquid in his glass with a smug look on his face.

"Hmph, you want to fight me? Let's get past the supplies hurdle first!" He tilted his head back, downed the glass of red wine in one gulp, and let out a hearty laugh.

Bi Yao paced anxiously in the room. Due to the shortage of supplies, the charity work could not be carried out, and the citizens of City C were waiting for them.

"No, I have to think of something." She frowned, feeling an immense weight on her shoulders...

“Yuan, we…” Bi Yao suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Bi Yao took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress her inner anxiety.

"Yuan, we need to find another way!"

The news spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys of City C. The people who had been full of expectations for Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan were now like ants in a pot, their emotions running high.

"Liars! They're liars!" An old woman with a wrinkled face waved her cane, spitting as she spoke. "They said they were here to do charity, but what did they do? They couldn't even get any supplies. They're clearly just putting on a show!" The people around her echoed her sentiments, and flames of anger spread through the crowd. Their distorted faces seemed to want to devour Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan.

Bi Yao stood in the center of the crowd, like a small boat in a storm, swaying helplessly.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to hold back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes, her heart filled with grievance and resentment.

空气仿佛凝固了一般，压抑得令人喘不过气。

Jiang Ruiyuan felt heartbroken seeing Bi Yao's aggrieved appearance.

He clenched his fist silently, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Yaoyao, believe me, I will definitely solve this problem." He turned and disappeared into the crowd, leaving behind a resolute figure.

Jiang Ruiyuan is not someone to be trifled with; he understands the essence of information warfare.

He locked himself in his room, his fingers flying across the keyboard like a seasoned hacker searching for clues in the vast ocean of the internet.

His eyes were sharp as he stared at the computer screen, lines of code flashing before his eyes.

Finally, he found it!

The flaws in Qian Duoduo's business empire are enough evidence to ruin his reputation!

Jiang Ruiyuan smirked and anonymously sent the evidence to various media outlets.

The next day, the front page headlines in City C were in an uproar!

"Business tycoon Qian Duoduo is suspected of tax evasion, bribery and accepting bribes..." The news caused an uproar.

When Qian Duoduo saw the news, the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground with a "crack" and shattered, the bright red wine spreading like blood.

His face was deathly pale, his whole body trembled, and his obese body seemed to deflate instantly.

“How is this possible… how could they have this evidence…” he muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

Bi Yao looked at the news, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She then turned to Jiang Ruiyuan, her gaze filled with admiration and affection.

"Yuan, you are amazing!"

"Yaoyao, this is just the beginning..." Jiang Ruiyuan smiled mysteriously and reached out to hold Bi Yao's hand.

Exhausted, Bi Yao leaned gently on Jiang Ruiyuan's broad shoulders, like a weary bird finding a safe harbor.

Jiang Ruiyuan gently stroked her hair, his fingertips tracing through her soft strands, as if soothing her inner anxiety.

"Don't worry, Yao Yao, everything will be alright." His deep voice, like a warm current, slowly flowed into Bi Yao's heart.

The two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with trust and love, as if no hardship in the world could separate them.

However, the calm before the storm is always short-lived.

Although Qian Duoduo was disgraced, his henchmen still roamed throughout City C.

That evening, a group of fierce-looking thugs, armed with sticks, surrounded Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan's residence.

The leader, a scarred man, had a face full of scars and eyes as fierce as a hungry wolf.

"Are you Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan?" he asked gruffly, his tone full of threat.

The surrounding people were so frightened that they scattered in all directions, hiding in the distance to watch secretly, their faces filled with worry.

Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan remained calm and composed in the face of danger, holding hands and standing quietly in the center of the crowd, like two upright pine trees, unshaken by wind and rain.

“That’s right, it’s us.” Bi Yao’s voice was clear and firm, without a trace of fear.

"Bring it on, whatever you want!" Jiang Ruiyuan retorted without backing down, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

A fierce fight unfolded on the narrow street.

Although Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan were outnumbered, they cooperated well and were agile, moving through the crowd like two bolts of lightning.

They used both fists and feet, each move deadly, and quickly knocked several thugs to the ground.

Seeing that things were not going well, Scarface's face became even more gloomy. He swung the stick in his hand and viciously smashed it at Bi Yao.

At the critical moment, Jiang Ruiyuan pulled Bi Yao behind him and used his own body to block the attack.

“Yuan!” Bi Yao exclaimed, her eyes filled with worry.

In the end, the thugs fled in disarray and disappeared into the night.

But an uneasy atmosphere permeated the air.

Jiang Ruiyuan looked at Bi Yao, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. "Yao Yao, it seems we underestimated Qian Duoduo's madness..." He paused, then pulled a crumpled note from his pocket. "Someone secretly slipped this to me..." Bi Yao took the note, and saw a line of crooked handwriting on it: "Be careful...they...will...smear..."