From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

"Yaoyao, why don't we... put some of our energy into charity work?" Jiang Ruiyuan finally said what he wanted to say.

Bi Yao paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "That's a great idea! We've been so busy with work, it's time to give back to society."

Therefore, business legend Bi Yao and her soulmate Jiang Ruiyuan announced that they would reduce their company's business and shift their focus to family and philanthropy.

The news caused an immediate uproar, comparable to the collapse of a top celebrity's career.

Some people say, "Has Bi Yao run out of ideas? Otherwise, why would she suddenly withdraw from the business world?"

Some people say, "It must be due to poor management, accumulating a mountain of debt, forcing them to withdraw to avoid the storm!"

Some even said sarcastically, "What's with the pretense of a saintly heart? Isn't it just to whitewash yourself?"

Rumors spread like wildfire, and some even started fabricating fake news about their company's bankruptcy, making it more dramatic than a prime-time soap opera.

Bi Yao almost spat out a mouthful of blood when she saw the comments online.

"These people are just bored and have nothing better to do! They're meddling in other people's business!" She stomped her feet in anger.

Jiang Ruiyuan comforted her, saying, "Rumors stop with the wise. We just need to do our best."

However, things were not as simple as they imagined.

Some media outlets began to report extensively that their withdrawal from the business was due to poor management. The rumors spread wider and wider, and even former business partners began to distance themselves from them, fearing that they would be implicated.

“President Jiang, President Bi, our previous cooperation…” a long-time business partner said hesitantly, “may need to… reconsider.”

"Reconsider?" Bi Yao raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Uh... well..." the other person stammered, not daring to look Bi Yao in the eye.

"I understand." Bi Yao sneered, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "No need for further explanation."

Jiang Ruiyuan held Bi Yao's hand and gave her a reassuring look.

Bi Yao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

The office was completely silent, the atmosphere so heavy it seemed like water could drip from it.

Bi Yao slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling city with a deep and complex gaze.

"Ruiyuan..." she began softly, her voice low, "It seems the road ahead will not be easy for us..."

Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan are not the kind of lambs to be slaughtered. Faced with overwhelming doubts, they chose to prove them wrong with their actions.

Instead of wasting time explaining, let's just get started!

Their first charitable project targeted education issues in impoverished mountainous areas—building schools!

Without hesitation, the two set off lightly equipped, heading straight into the depths of the mountains.

There were no luxury cars to pick them up, no bodyguards to clear the way; just the two of them, giving off the air of "going deep into the grassroots."

This wasn't just for show; they genuinely climbed mountains and waded through rivers, their feet blistered from the effort.

Looking at the rugged mountain path, Bi Yao couldn't help but complain, "This path is harder than walking a red carpet!" Jiang Ruiyuan laughed and wiped her sweat, "Who told you to wear high heels to climb the mountain?" Bi Yao rolled her eyes back, "Is it my fault? Who knew this mountain path would be so thrilling!"

After a bumpy ride, we finally arrived at a remote mountain village.

The villagers, seeing these two "city people" who seemed to have fallen from the sky, curiously gathered around.

Just then, an older woman squeezed through the crowd and excitedly shouted, "Mr. Bi! It really is you!"

Bi Yao was stunned. The woman looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who she was.

The woman grabbed Bi Yao's hand and said excitedly, "If it weren't for you sponsoring my son's surgery back then, he would have..." It turned out that the woman's son had been a beneficiary of a project by Bi Yao's company.

Bi Yao then realized that the world is sometimes really that small.

The old woman held Bi Yao's hand and told everyone she met, "Don't listen to those lies on the internet! Ms. Bi is a good person! She has helped our family a lot!" Upon hearing this, the villagers nodded in agreement, and their attitude towards Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan immediately changed 180 degrees.

This was a resounding slap in the face for those media outlets that spread rumors, more effective than any public relations statement.

As night falls, the air in the mountains is exceptionally fresh.

The day's journey left Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan exhausted.

They stayed at a villager's house; the simple hut contained only a bed...

Bi Yao glanced at Jiang Ruiyuan, then at the bed, her face slightly flushed: "This... how are we supposed to sleep?" Jiang Ruiyuan grinned mischievously and leaned close to her ear, whispering, "Squeeze in?"

The coolness of the mountain night seeped through the thin blankets, and Bi Yao unconsciously moved closer to the heat source.

Jiang Ruiyuan stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms.

"The conditions in the mountains are harsh, I'm sorry to have troubled you." His deep voice was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Listening to his steady heartbeat, Bi Yao smiled slightly: "Compared to those rumors, what are they? Besides, it's the same wherever I am with you."

The next morning, before the two had even gotten out of bed, they heard a commotion outside.

"President Bi! President Jiang! This is great news!" The village chief rushed into the house excitedly, almost bumping into Jiang Ruiyuan, who had just gotten up.

"Government officials have come! They said they will strongly support us in building a school!"

It turns out that after Bi Yao sponsored the old woman's son's surgery, it attracted widespread attention from local media, and the local government also learned about their true purpose in doing charity in the mountainous area.

Those media outlets that had previously spread rumors were immediately proven wrong and began to praise Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan's good deeds.

What's even more surprising is that many of their former partners have reconnected with them, expressing their willingness to continue working together.

Now, those who were waiting to see the joke were completely dumbfounded.

Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan's charity school project is progressing rapidly. In just a few months, a brand-new school has sprung up.

On the day of the inauguration ceremony, the children wore brand-new school uniforms and their faces were filled with happy smiles.

Bi Yao looked at all of this and felt a great sense of accomplishment.

However, just as they were basking in their joy, some discordant voices began to emerge.

"I heard they built the school to avoid taxes!"

"They're definitely trying to make money under the guise of charity!"

"None of these rich people are good!"

Although these rumors didn't have the same impact as before, they still made Bi Yao and Jiang Ruiyuan feel a little uneasy.

They knew that someone was deliberately sabotaging them.

"It seems someone is envious of our project." Jiang Ruiyuan narrowed his eyes, his tone tinged with coldness.

Bi Yao sneered, "Then let them see that we're not to be trifled with!"

One evening, Bi Yao received an anonymous text message: "If you want to keep playing around, behave yourself." After reading the message, Bi Yao's face instantly darkened. She tossed her phone to Jiang Ruiyuan, "Looks like our 'friend' is about to make his move..."