Chapter 166: A Fake History

“A fake history?” Zhou Duan Yun asked, puzzled. “What do you mean? How can history be fake?”

“History is just a record of events that have already happened,” replied Ji Lin. “But when Pride talks about making history, he’s really planning future events.”

Zhou Duan Yun nodded, understanding now. Pride, the powerful old man, always talked about history as if it wasn’t tied to the past. Zhou Duan Yun suspected Pride was following someone else’s orders, but he never dared to ask. He knew Pride was capable of destroying anyone who crossed him.

Pride’s actions were always mysterious to Zhou Duan Yun. It seemed like he was either killing people or planning to kill more. Yet, Zhou Duan Yun wasn’t overly concerned. Working with Pride had given him opportunities he had always dreamed of. He felt he deserved these opportunities and saw working for Pride as a means to gain more.

“I get it,” Zhou Duan Yun said finally. “You want to create an event from nothing and make sure it happens. Then, in the future, it will be remembered as history.”

“Exactly. It has to happen to become real history,” Ji Lin agreed.

“But how can you be sure Lin Xian will get involved?” Zhou Duan Yun asked. “He’s very cautious now. He might just ignore your fabricated events to stay safe.”

“He won’t,” Ji Lin assured, looking at the fake chat logs on the table. Both were crafted messages from Tang Xin, sent at 00:42, suggesting a secret affair.

“If Lin Xian finds out that someone will die on the streets at the same time as Xu Yun and Tang Xin, he can’t ignore it. That’s just who he is.”

Zhou Duan Yun chuckled. “What if he isn’t that compassionate?”

“It’s not about compassion,” Ji Lin corrected him, shaking his head. “It’s about the challenge. If we give him a chance to catch us, he won’t let it slide.”

Meanwhile, at MX Company, Lin Xian was in his office on the 20th floor, looking into the research institute where Tang Xin worked. He was trying to find information about its director but was coming up empty.

Thinking it over, he decided to change his approach. Tang Xin had once mentioned that the person who invited her to Donghai was Xu Yun’s former mentor. So, Lin Xian started searching online for “Xu Yun’s teacher.”

“President Chu?” Lin Xian shook his head. “No, why? Is there something he needs?”

“Well,” Chu An Qing hesitated, not wanting to bring up her aunt’s matchmaking schemes. “My parents might want to introduce you to someone.”

“Oh,” Lin Xian laughed. “I’ve never been set up before.”

“You’ve never been on a blind date?” Chu An Qing asked, intrigued.

“No, I only graduated last year. Plus, I don’t have any family here.”

“So, what kind of girls do you like?” Chu An Qing leaned in, thinking of her bold aunt. “Do you like cool girls?”

“Cool girls?” Lin Xian thought of CC, then looked at Chu An Qing, who reminded him of her. “Yeah, cool girls are interesting.”

Chu An Qing cleared her throat. “I mean, girls who like racing, are quick-tempered, argue a lot, and are confrontational.”

Thinking of CC’s feisty nature, Lin Xian found it annoying but somehow endearing when looking at Chu An Qing’s sweet expression. “It’s fine, as long as they’re good people.”

Chu An Qing’s heart fluttered. Could Lin Xian really be interested in someone like her aunt?

“Found it,” Lin Xian announced, flipping to a graduation photo from Xu Yun’s PhD ceremony. The faded picture showed a younger Xu Yun laughing, standing next to an older man with white hair who looked at him with pride.

“This must be Xu Yun’s mentor,” Lin Xian mused, noting the name under the photo: Ji Xin Shui.

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