From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

The air between Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan froze; the sweet atmosphere was completely shattered by the sudden crisis.

Their hands, clasped tightly together, seemed to be supporting each other at that moment.

The counterattack from the new enemy is like the Sword of Damocles, hanging overhead, its fall uncertain.

“They detected your probe,” Jiang Ruiyuan’s voice was deep and calm, like a rock standing firm in a storm. “It seems we underestimated their strength.”

Bi Yao nodded, her delicate brows furrowed, her mind racing.

“I have grasped their weaknesses, but the key is how to exploit them. Moreover, now that they have noticed them, they will definitely be on guard.”

The atmosphere in the room was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.

Outside the window, the once bright sunlight seemed to be shrouded in a gray hue, and the howling wind sounded like the whispers of an enemy, lingering endlessly in my ears.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it." A sharp glint flashed in Jiang Ruiyuan's eyes. "What's there to be afraid of? At worst, we'll just face them head-on!" His inherent passion and indomitable spirit were on full display at this moment.

Infected by his aura, Bi Yao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"That's right, what's there to be afraid of! I'm a woman who's been through countless battles, fighting my way up from cannon fodder villain to the throne! This little storm can't possibly capsize my ship!"

However, the harsh reality soon dealt them a heavy blow.

The new enemy did not choose to confront them head-on, but instead set a clever financial trap.

Bi Yao's charity project funding chain is facing a crisis of breaking down, as if it were being strangled by an invisible hand.

As she watched the numbers on the computer screen steadily decline, Bi Yao felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly.

This is not just a financial loss, but also the shattering of countless people's hopes.

"Damn it!" Jiang Ruiyuan slammed his fist on the table, making a dull thud.

Although he was mentally prepared, he did not expect the enemy to be so despicable as to choose to attack a charity project.

Bi Yao took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Now is not the time to panic. The more critical the moment, the more we must remain clear-headed.

“We must find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise…” She paused, looking at Jiang Ruiyuan, “otherwise, everything will be over.”

Jiang Ruiyuan suddenly stood up, walked to the window, looked into the distance, and said firmly, "Yaoyao, believe me, we will definitely get through this!"

Suddenly, Bi Yao's phone rang, and the screen displayed an unfamiliar number...

"Hello?" Bi Yao answered the phone, her tone tinged with doubt.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Want to save your charity project? Then..."

The steel bars of the unfinished building point forlornly to the sky, much like the outstretched hands of children yearning for help.

The once bustling construction site is now eerily silent, even the sound of the wind is desolate.

Bi Yao stood at the entrance of the construction site, feeling as if her heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe.

The broken funding chain meant that the children's Hope Primary School was a pipe dream, and it also meant that the first crack appeared in her carefully built charitable empire.

It was late at night, and Jiang Ruiyuan was still pacing in his study, his brows furrowed.

He looked through the ledgers but couldn't find any solution to the problem.

The enemy's methods were too ruthless; they precisely seized their lifeline.

He rubbed his temples, feeling a wave of weakness.

Outside the window, the city lights flickered, but they couldn't illuminate the gloom in his heart.

Bi Yao sat quietly on the balcony, gazing at the night sky.

The moon is very round tonight, but it seems exceptionally cold.

She recalled the expectant eyes of the children and the gratitude of those who had received help, and a strong sense of responsibility welled up in her heart.

She clenched her fists and secretly vowed: I must not let their hopes be dashed!

"Yaoyao, don't worry too much, let's think of a solution together." Jiang Ruiyuan walked to her side and gently put his arm around her shoulder.

Bi Yao looked up at his tired face and was filled with emotion.

"Ruiyuan, thank you for always being by my side."

Jiang Ruiyuan smiled, his eyes filled with determination.

"Fool, what nonsense are you talking about? We rely on each other, don't we?"

Suddenly, Bi Yao felt a strange energy surging out of her body, and the surrounding air seemed to become more active.

She instinctively closed her eyes, feeling the flow of this power.

When she opened her eyes again, a barely perceptible glint flashed in them.

The next day, the new enemy was astonished to discover that Bi Yao's charity project's funding had miraculously recovered!

They were completely baffled. They had already cut off all possible sources of funding, so how could this have happened?

"Yaoyao, you're amazing! How did you do that?" Jiang Ruiyuan looked at the numbers on the computer screen that kept rising, his eyes filled with surprise and disbelief.

Bi Yao smiled mysteriously, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

“Fine, if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine.” Jiang Ruiyuan shrugged. “However, next we…” He paused suddenly, a sly glint in his eyes, “we’re not going to play by the rules.”

When Jiang Ruiyuan shared his ideas, the meeting room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Using future revenue rights as collateral?

This move is so outrageous it's breathtaking!

Everyone here is a seasoned veteran in the business world, but this kind of approach is something they've never even heard of before.

Someone couldn't help but facepalm: "Ruiyuan, are you sure you're not joking? This...this is way too risky!"

After the news spread, those who were waiting to see the joke fall flat on their faces.

I thought Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan were doomed this time, but they pulled off a stunning comeback. This move was absolutely brilliant!

"Holy crap, what kind of amazing move is this? I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me!" someone commented online, immediately attracting a large number of onlookers.

Bi Yao looked at Jiang Ruiyuan with eyes full of trust.

"I believe in you." These four simple words are worth more than a thousand words.

Jiang Ruiyuan returned a firm look, "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

With the injection of funds, the charitable project was revitalized, like a withered tree coming back to life.

The once deserted construction site became lively again, and the laughter of children echoed once more.

Everything was moving in a positive direction, and Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan finally showed smiles they hadn't seen in a long time.

The new enemy, witnessing all this, was so enraged he nearly vomited blood.

Their carefully planned trap was so easily thwarted by Jiang Ruiyuan?

This is simply a shame!

"Damn it! How could they possibly..." The leader of the new enemy roared angrily, smashing things to pieces in the office.

"It seems the real show has only just begun." Bi Yao looked at the news report, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Jiang Ruiyuan laughed too, "Yes, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious!"

Enraged by their new enemy, they decide to use their ultimate weapon—to completely destroy the reputations of Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan!

They hired a large number of online trolls to spread rumors and attack Bi Yao's charity projects, and even fabricated evidence to falsely accuse Jiang Ruiyuan of embezzling public funds.

The internet erupted in uproar, and Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan found themselves in an unprecedented crisis.

Late at night, an anonymous email appeared in Bi Yao's inbox.

The email contained only one sentence: "The game is over."