He hurriedly got off the plane, hurriedly hailed a taxi, and hurriedly sat in the taxi to give the driver the address for the Tianhua Residential District.
Zhao Yicheng had been busy lately—extremely busy.
Even though he had already made up his mind to be a hands-off manager and had handed over the vast majority of company affairs to Li Yuan and a recently hired CEO, leaving ninety-nine percent of the work to professionals, he was still overwhelmed. He should have been leisurely enjoying an early retirement, but instead, he was mentally exhausted by a series of trivial matters.
In the taxi, the scenery outside the window blurred past. Zhao Yicheng had no desire to admire it, opting instead to close his eyes and rest.
His return to Tianlin City this time was not because of a problem with the company’s operations. Rather, it was about Liu Jianqian, the real estate mogul who loved playing dirty half a year ago.
Half a year ago, Zhao Yicheng had spent three months in the intensive care unit because of the other man’s failed attempted murder. Xu Yinsheng had also distant herself from him because of that incident, but he wouldn’t dwell on that for now.
During those three months of recuperation in his hospital bed, Zhao Yicheng had not only cleared his head regarding Xu Yinsheng, but had also ordered people to investigate Liu’s background and associates.
For businessmen, mutual adherence to the rules was the best way to stabilize the market.
For example, when dealing with a competitor, you could send people to steal information, you could throw mud online to create scandals, you could secretly bribe their executives, and you could even use a few grey methods to hinder them.
However, hiring a hitman was the one thing you could not do.
As the saying went, the business circle was as deep as the sea, and from then on, safety was a stranger. Personal safety was a tacitly understood rule.
Everyone could accept investment failures, stolen orders, and even losing money, but they could not afford to play a game where people were simply murdered. That was going too far.
If you hired a killer to take me out today, and I hired one to take you out tomorrow, how could anyone do business? It would turn into a total brawl!
One only had to look at the Bai Corporation. They had made countless enemies, yet even after the company collapsed, the Bai family still existed. There might be some retaliation here and there, but at the very least, it never involved their lives.
Zhao Yicheng’s return this time was to act as the plaintiff and see Boss Liu off on his final journey.
The prison had been chosen, the connections had been established, and his cellmate was a homosexual convict who was also an HIV carrier. With a twenty-year sentence, the man would be released when he was 68… well, provided he could actually live until 68.
Zhao Yicheng had certainly used some “means” in the sentencing process after the trial, but who cared?
Those who couldn’t see the methods would cry out for justice, while those who could see them would turn a blind eye. After all, nobody needed a businessman who refused to follow the rules like that.
“Young man, we’re here,” the taxi driver said, kindly reminding the man in the back seat while looking through the rearview mirror.
Zhao Yicheng opened his eyes.
He took several large bills from his wallet, placed them on the front seat, said his thanks, and pushed the door open to exit.
‘I wonder how Little Yin and the future Little Yin have been getting along while I was gone?’
Looking at the familiar residential building, he suddenly stopped and turned toward a nearby supermarket.
Although he had left without saying goodbye because of an emergency, being absent for several days was ultimately bad for his image.
He would buy some gifts to compensate them. This was especially true for the “Assassin Girl Xu Yinsheng.” If she hadn’t acted as a Magpie Bridge over the last two months, let alone closing the distance with Xu Yinsheng, he would have likely been driven out at gunpoint.
With that thought in mind, Zhao Yicheng went on a shopping spree in the supermarket. A short while later, he came out carrying two large bags of snacks and arrived at the iron gate of Xu Yinsheng’s villa.
One bag of snacks was for “Xu Yinsheng,” and the other was for “Assassin Girl Xu Yinsheng.” Since the two women were the same person, their tastes should be similar.
Instead of ringing the doorbell, he took the villa key from his pocket, opened the gate, and walked inside.
The villa was spacious, and the decor was both simple and luxurious, much like Xu Yinsheng’s life here. However, the two women were not on the first floor at the moment.
After placing the snacks on the coffee table in the living room, Zhao Yicheng headed upstairs.
*Thump, thump, thump!*
As soon as he reached the stairs, he heard footsteps coming from the gaming room on the second floor.
“We’ve played eighteen rounds, and every single one was a draw. This is so boring.”
“I was thinking the same thing. Even though we are the same person, our skills shouldn’t be this evenly matched.”
Suddenly, the two Xu Yinshengs saw the figure at the top of the stairs and stopped in their tracks.
“Why are you here?” they both asked at the same time.
Zhao Yicheng was unaware that the “Assassin Girl Xu Yinsheng” had already returned to the future. In his eyes, the white-haired Xu Yinsheng was her current form, and the black-haired Xu Yinsheng was the “Assassin Girl Xu Yinsheng,” though her figure wasn’t as developed as before.
“I went back to Tianlin City to handle some trifles,” he said with an apologetic smile.
He took the initiative to start a conversation, looking at the two identical faces with a smile. “I won’t be leaving again. What would you like for lunch? I’ll make it.”
“Hurry up then, I’m starving!”
“No need. You can leave.”
Two identical voices rang out and fell at the same time. Immediately afterward, the black and white Xu Yinshengs looked at each other. A flash of disbelief crossed both their eyes, as if they couldn’t believe they were having a disagreement over such a thing.
“I’m letting him cook!”
“I’m telling him to get lost!”
The black and white Xu Yinshengs spoke in unison again, and then glared at each other as if they shared some deep-seated hatred.
“Xiao Hei, you actually refuse to use free labor? What’s wrong with your brain? My IQ is 180!”
“Xiao Bai, are your feathers itching again? Do you want to be locked in the Cat Cage and be called ‘Little Yin the cat’ again? This man has ulterior motives toward us. It’s better to kick him out.”
The two Xu Yinshengs’ eyes were practically spitting fire as they argued. Zhao Yicheng’s lip twitched. ‘What exactly happened during the few days I was gone?’
Soon, through the back-and-forth bickering of the two girls, Zhao Yicheng quickly understood the situation.
The “Assassin Girl Xu Yinsheng” had returned to the future a few days ago. The two Little Yins before him now were both Xu Yinsheng in her Twin Black and White Linked Lotus Form. To put it in human terms, they were sisters with One Soul Two Bodies.
White Xu Yinsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly as she raised her tender little fist toward Black Xu Yinsheng.
“Xiao Hei, if you don’t listen to me, do you want to taste the Iron Fist of Light?”
“Hmph! Who’s afraid of who? Light versus darkness, the win rate is fifty-fifty,” Black Xu Yinsheng snorted, looking at the other version of herself with a sidelong glance.
Seeing the two Little Yins on the verge of a real fight, Zhao Yicheng felt he needed to do something.
He walked between the two Xu Yinshengs and grabbed one of each of their hands, forcing them to focus their attention on him. He then looked at each of them in turn and spoke seriously.
“You two, since one of you wants me to get lost and the other wants me to cook, why don’t we find a middle ground?”
A smile played at the corner of his mouth.
“I’ll take you out to eat.”