Chapter 113: Cherish Life, Stay Away from Scumbags!

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Lin Beifan felt a chill run down his spine.

This woman was ruthless! She had stabbed the doll so hard its stomach was torn open, and its head was barely holding together.

All he did was ignore her for a little while—did she really have to go this far?

Soon, the groundbreaking ceremony came to an end.

Since Lin Beifan had left earlier, Chu Ruoxue, as the host, stayed behind to entertain Leng Qingyue once more.

"Thank you, Miss Chu, for your hospitality," Leng Qingyue said with a warm smile.

She felt that attending this event was well worth it. Not only had she witnessed an important occasion, but she had also met a very interesting man—a man of immense talent, someone who resonated deeply with her emotions.

It felt as if he understood her completely.

Their conversation today had been truly enjoyable.

"You're too kind. If anything, I should be thanking you for bringing so much attention to our event," Chu Ruoxue responded with a smile.

As the world's top female celebrity, Leng Qingyue had an enormous following.

Chu Ruoxue had put in a great deal of effort to invite her, and now it seemed to be paying off—the publicity was overwhelming, and the project was gaining nationwide attention.

"By the way, there's something I need to warn you about," Chu Ruoxue said in a low voice.

"Oh? What is it?"

"The man sitting next to you today, Lin Beifan—he's a notorious playboy and an absolute scumbag. Don't fall for his sweet words!"

Leng Qingyue was taken aback. "He's a playboy?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Chu Ruoxue scoffed. "He's well-known in Devil's Sea. Just ask around, and you'll see! He used to spend his nights in clubs, getting drunk every day. It's only been in the last two months that he's started behaving himself."

"I see... Thank you for the warning, Miss Chu." Leng Qingyue nodded thoughtfully.

She found it hard to believe that such a talented and refined man had once been a shameless playboy.

But Chu Ruoxue seemed absolutely certain, and she had no reason to lie.

So, Leng Qingyue decided to investigate the matter herself.

"You're welcome! Cherish life and stay away from scumbags!" Chu Ruoxue advised her solemnly.

Watching Leng Qingyue leave, Chu Ruoxue smirked to herself.

"Lin Beifan, let's see how you manage to win her over now!"

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On the other hand, as soon as Leng Qingyue returned home, she used her family's resources to conduct a thorough investigation into Lin Beifan.

The results were... surprising.

Just as Chu Ruoxue had said, two months ago, Lin Beifan had indeed been a notorious playboy, indulging in nightlife and drinking excessively. Everyone who knew him had shaken their heads in disappointment.

But then, everything changed.

In the last two months, he had barely stepped foot in a bar. Even when he did, he neither drank nor entertained women.

Instead, he had devoted all his energy to his work.

In just two months, he had transformed Lin Investment Company, expanding its assets multiple times over.

Now, he was even partnering with Belvedere Group on a major land development project.

He had staged the perfect redemption story—the prodigal son returning home.

Beyond his professional success, his personal interactions were equally remarkable.

When an employee suffered a fractured bone, he had visited them regularly in the hospital.

A company bodyguard who showed potential was quickly promoted and generously rewarded.

Even a simple cleaner in his office had been given an opportunity to rise, with Lin Beifan even helping him find love.

As she read through the reports, Leng Qingyue was stunned.

He was talented.

He was empathetic.

He was sentimental.

He was full of contradictions, yet somehow, they all came together to form the same person.

"What kind of man is this?" she murmured, more intrigued than ever.

How could someone change so dramatically in just two months?

Then, she thought back to the deeply emotional words he had written, the way each phrase carried an almost painful beauty.

A thought struck her.

"Could it be... that he was hurt by love?"

"Maybe that's why he gave up on himself, drowning in nightlife."

"But now, he has pulled himself out of the darkness, becoming stronger, better than before."

"Yes! That must be it!"

"Otherwise, how could he write such moving words?"

"Only someone who has suffered heartbreak can understand love so deeply."

The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became. Her heart started to race.

If he had been just another playboy, she wouldn't have given him a second glance.

If he had only been talented, she would have admired him, but nothing more.

But Lin Beifan was different.

He had once indulged in decadence, but it was because he had been wounded.

He had once lost his way, but now he had returned, stronger than ever.

He was the perfect male lead of a novel—one with a tragic past, a poetic soul, and a bright future.

She found herself utterly captivated.

However, she needed to confirm her theory.

Without hesitation, she picked up her phone and sent him a WeChat message.

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Leng Qingyue: I heard you used to be a playboy, partying every night. Is that true?

Lin Beifan's reply came instantly.

Lin Beifan: Yep.

Leng Qingyue was surprised.

She hadn't expected him to admit it so openly.

A true scumbag would have tried to make excuses, downplay his past, or twist the narrative.

But Lin Beifan? He was completely straightforward.

Her impression of him improved.

Leng Qingyue: Then why don't you go out anymore?

Lin Beifan: It got boring. A waste of time. I'd rather do something meaningful.

Leng Qingyue: Like what?

Lin Beifan: Lots of things. Making myself happy, making my family feel at ease, making my friends smile... and making my enemies miserable. Basically, working hard to make life better.

Leng Qingyue nodded to herself.

As expected, a prodigal son who had turned over a new leaf.

Only someone who had truly reflected on life could speak such simple yet profound words.

Leng Qingyue: If you don't mind me asking... Have you ever been hurt by love before?

Lin Beifan's response was brief.

Lin Beifan: It's all in the past. Not worth mentioning.

Leng Qingyue: I'm sorry.

She fell into deep thought.

Even though he claimed it was in the past, it was clear he was still affected by it.

She understood that pain all too well—when emotions ran too deep, some wounds never fully healed.

At this point, her suspicions were confirmed.

He was the perfect combination of charm, talent, mystery, and tragedy.

A man with a story.

A man who fit every fantasy she had ever imagined.

And in that moment, Leng Qingyue's heart stirred.

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