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Synopsis:
After dying in battle during ancient times, Bai Xueqing’s soul awakens in the modern world. She’s no longer a general’s daughter but the heiress of a powerful business empire. Betrayal lurks in the shadows, and enemies from the past find new faces in this life.
But when she’s attacked in a dark alley, a man steps forward—Mo Chen. His cold, possessive gaze promises protection… and something more.
He claims to have known her across lifetimes, and he will stop at nothing to reclaim what was once his.
As Bai Xueqing navigates the modern battlefield of business and betrayal, she must decide: will she trust this man who claims her soul, or will she carve a new path, free from destiny’s chains?

Eternal Threads :The modern rebirth of  BAI XUEQING

Chapter 72 – A Traitor's Redemption

The warehouse echoed with Xu Yanshang's surrender, yet the air remained tense, like a string stretched to the edge of snapping. Mo Chen didn't move, eyes locked on Yanshang's trembling hands.

"Is this real?" Lin Nuo muttered under his breath, fingers twitching over his concealed pistol. "Because this feels like a setup."

"I know," Xueqing said quietly. "But if he wanted to kill us, he would've already."

Mo Chen gave a small nod. "He never misses."

Yanshang looked up at them. "I don't expect forgiveness. I just want to help stop what's coming."

Yanshang turned to her fully, the dim light catching the glint of something deeper in his eyes—grief, resolve... and guilt.

"Oracle isn't just watching from the shadows anymore. They're preparing for a hostile takeover. Not just of Bai Corp or Mo International... but the entire digital security grid of City A."

Mo Chen's brows drew together. "How?"

"They've planted seeds in infrastructure—power, communications, AI networks. Bai Corp's next-gen tech division was key. When you returned and realigned it, you stalled them. But they're close. Too close."

Xueqing stepped closer. "Why tell us now?"

"Because I was the key," Yanshang said, voice tight. "I wrote the code that links the data breach points. I did it... while still half mad."

"Now I've found enough of myself to destroy it."

Xueqing held up a hand. "Then we work fast. You'll show us where the failpoints are, we'll pull the rug out from under them."

Yanshang hesitated. "There's a catch."

"Of course there is," Mo Chen muttered.

"They've relocated the master code node," Yanshang said. "Into the Central Medical Archives—disguised as a patient records AI. If we go in guns blazing, they'll wipe it."

Xueqing's eyes lit with sharp calculation. "So we bait them again. But this time, we bait them with you."

Mo Chen looked at Xueqing. "You sure about this?"

She studied Yanshang, then gave a slow nod. "I never leave threads loose."

Later that night, Xueqing sat alone in her office. The city beyond shimmered like a lie wrapped in neon.

Mo Chen entered quietly, placing a cup of her favorite jasmine tea on the desk.

She smiled faintly. "Isn't it always?"

"I don't," she said. "But I trust the pain I saw in his eyes. That kind of regret... it's not easy to fake."

Mo Chen's voice lowered. "And me?"

She looked up. "You never lied to me. Not once."

He stepped closer. "Even when I should have."

She reached out and brushed his hand. "Don't start now."

Their fingers intertwined, a quiet defiance against the war outside.