From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

The afterglow of victory had not yet faded, and cheers surged like a tide, but they could not soothe the strange feeling in Bi Yao's heart.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, like a cheetah sensing danger, as she scanned her surroundings.

A gentle night breeze blew, and although the air still carried the lingering scent of blood, for some reason, she felt an eerie calm permeated the battlefield, a calm that sent chills down her spine.

The other ability users around them were still excitedly discussing the battle they had just fought, completely unaware of anything amiss. Only Jiang Ruiyuan, his deep gaze meeting Bi Yao's, also had a hint of unease flash in his eyes.

"Something's not right," Bi Yao whispered, her voice low but carrying a hint of chill.

She felt an invisible pressure, as if something was watching her from the shadows, or as if undercurrents were surging beneath the calm surface of the sea, fraught with danger.

The next second, the communicator suddenly rang, the shrill ring instantly shattering the seemingly peaceful atmosphere.

Bi Yao answered the call, and a subordinate's panicked voice came through: "President Bi...it's terrible! The charity project's funding chain...has dried up! All the partners have suddenly withdrawn their investment, and we...we don't have a single penny left!"

"What?!" Bi Yao's face instantly darkened, her delicate eyebrows furrowing tightly as if they were about to burst with anger.

The news struck her like a bolt from the blue, catching her completely off guard.

We had just dealt with the Blood Puppet's attack and hadn't even had a chance to catch our breath when this happened again. It's like "sitting at home and getting caught in the crossfire." It's absolutely outrageous!

The cheers around them stopped abruptly, and everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

The staff looked at each other, their smiles stiffening, replaced by deep fear and unease.

They ran around frantically like headless flies, turning the once orderly ranks into chaos, and the joy of victory vanished.

"Don't panic, everyone, I'm here for you!" Jiang Ruiyuan's voice was deep and powerful, like a stabilizing force, calming the crumbling situation.

While calming the panicked crowd, he gestured to Bi Yao to stay calm.

He knew that they couldn't afford to lose their composure at this moment, or the situation would only get worse.

"This is definitely not a coincidence; someone is up to something," Bi Yao murmured, a sharp glint in her eyes.

She believed that there must be a deeper conspiracy behind this.

She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, her expression solemn and serious, her gaze sharp and determined as she looked into the distance.

“Ruiyuan, we…” Bi Yao was about to say something when she noticed that Jiang Ruiyuan’s face suddenly turned pale. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but it was stuck in his throat.

Bi Yao's face was so gloomy it seemed like ink could drip from it. She spun around like a top, shuttling between various banks and investment institutions, hoping to find a glimmer of hope for funding.

However, reality was like a cold wall, ruthlessly blocking all her hopes.

Those once enthusiastic partners now avoid her like the plague, ignoring her calls and messages—a veritable group of "face-changing masters."

She felt more exhausted than ever before, as if all her strength had been drained from her body, and her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Even her exquisite makeup couldn't hide the weariness and disappointment in her eyes.

Back at her temporary lodging, she collapsed onto the sofa, her fingertips icy cold, her temples throbbing, and her mind a jumbled mess.

She rubbed her throbbing head, feeling as if fate was grinding her into the ground. These days, it's hard to be a good person!

Looking at Bi Yao's appearance, Jiang Ruiyuan felt a pang of heartache, as if he were being pricked by needles.

He knew how strong-willed she was, and he also knew how much effort she had put into charity projects.

However, he could only watch helplessly as she became exhausted, a feeling that was absolutely awful, like a cat scratching at his heart.

He silently walked to Bi Yao's side, gently took her cold hand, and silently conveyed comfort and strength.

"It's okay, everything will be alright." Bi Yao forced a smile, but her voice was tinged with bitterness.

She gripped Jiang Ruiyuan's hand tightly in return, feeling the warmth of his palm, which made her feel a little better.

They were like two wounded cubs, licking each other's wounds and offering each other a faint ray of light in the cold, dark night.

Just when the two were feeling somewhat desperate, Bi Yao's computer suddenly received an anonymous email with a detailed letter of intent attached, the title of which prominently displayed the four characters "Longteng Group".

Bi Yao's eyes lit up instantly, like a bright star suddenly appearing in the darkness, filled with hope and surprise.

She sat up abruptly, quickly scanning the email, a slight smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips.

"Ruiyuan, there's hope!" she said excitedly, her voice filled with barely suppressed joy.

Seeing the long-lost smile on Bi Yao's face, Jiang Ruiyuan also became excited.

"Really? That's wonderful! I know Longteng Group; they're one of the top investment groups in China. If we can get their support, our project will definitely be revived!" He gripped Bi Yao's hand tightly.

Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately began preparing to contact Longteng Group, their hearts filled with anticipation.

“This time, we will definitely be able to…” Bi Yao was about to say something when she noticed that Jiang Ruiyuan was suddenly staring at her back, his eyes becoming deep and wary.

She followed his gaze and saw a blurry figure flash past the window, disappearing into the night like a ghost.

The night was as dark as ink. Several black luxury cars, like lurking beasts, sped over and suddenly stopped outside the hideout where Bi Yao was staying.

The car door opened, and a group of burly men in black suits filed out. Their faces were cold and stern, like well-trained soldiers, and they exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay. They were clearly not good people.

This group of people came in with great force, completely surrounding the stronghold, and a murderous aura filled the air.

"These guys, are they here to cause trouble?" A bystander hiding in the shadows muttered to himself, his palms sweating with worry for Bi Yao.

Faced with this sudden change, Bi Yao did not panic at all; instead, a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

She and Jiang Ruiyuan exchanged a glance, wondering if they wanted to stop her.

Ha, not a chance!

"What do you want to do?" Bi Yao's tone was icy, like a blade chilled by ice, carrying a hint of sharpness.

The burly man leading the group pushed up his sunglasses and spoke arrogantly.

"Let me give you a piece of advice: if you know what's good for you, just give up. Some people are not to be trifled with."

Bi Yao completely ignored his threats. She had read the script, so why would she be afraid of these small fry?

She gave a disdainful smile, her tone laced with mockery, "Oh? Is that so? I'd like to see who has the audacity to block my way."

She made her move as soon as she finished speaking.

He rushed towards the group of men in black in a few strides, his movements fluid and graceful, quickly knocking them to the ground. His speed was dazzling, giving them no chance to react at all.

For a moment, cries of agony rose and fell, the scene was simply too "wonderful".

"Mr. Bi, you're awesome!" came a soft exclamation from a bystander not far away.

Jiang Ruiyuan stood aside, watching Bi Yao handle the situation with ease, his eyes filled with admiration.

His Yao Yao is indeed the best!

After dealing with these minor thugs, Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan arrived smoothly at the Longteng Group's office building.

However, before they could even catch their breath, an anonymous email was sent to Bi Yao's phone. It contained only a short sentence, but it sent chills down their spines: "Stop your steps, or you will face the consequences."

Bi Yao stared at the anonymous warning, her eyes as deep and cold as a still pool, and clenched her fists tightly.