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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 91 – The Whisper Network

The morning air was crisp, the storm swept clean from the city streets. But within Bai Corp's walls, whispers brewed like a new storm ready to break.

Bai Xueqing moved briskly through the main corridor, flanked by Meng Zhihao and Lin Nuo. Over the past two weeks, subtle rumors had begun to snake through their ranks: doubts about Xueqing's leadership, hints of financial troubles, and even speculations about her relationship with Mo Chen.

They traced it all back to a series of anonymous phone calls and carefully placed gossip in the finance department. But each lead vanished like smoke when pursued.

"Who's behind this?" Lin Nuo asked, his voice edged with frustration as they entered the conference room.

Meng dropped a stack of documents on the table. "It's organized. This isn't idle talk—it's targeted sabotage. And it's spreading faster than we can contain."

Xueqing clenched her jaw. "If we don't root it out soon, it'll fracture the company."

A soft knock sounded at the door. Qiao Lan slipped in with fresh reports. She looked tired but determined. "Miss Bai, we have a name."

She placed a file before Xueqing: Chen Xiulan, a low-level accountant with a spotless record—until recently.

"She's been receiving payments from an offshore account tied to… Xu Yanshang," Qiao said quietly.

The room fell silent. Xu Yanshang's name felt like a ghost come to life.

That afternoon, Xueqing invited Chen Xiulan for tea in her office. She poured the first cup herself, hands steady.

"I've always believed in giving people a chance to explain themselves," Xueqing began, voice calm but icy. "Would you like to tell me why you've been spreading lies in exchange for blood money?"

Chen Xiulan trembled. "I… I needed the money. My father's medical bills… and then someone approached me. I never meant for it to go this far."

"Who approached you?" Mo Chen asked as he stepped out from the shadows of the office. His presence was like a blade—silent but deadly.

"I don't know his name," Chen Xiulan whispered. "He called himself 'The Fox.'"

Later, Xueqing and Mo Chen stood alone. The revelation of The Fox—a code name for one of Xu Yanshang's most dangerous agents—changed everything.

"Yanshang's not just moving pieces on a board anymore," Mo Chen said. "He's poisoning minds."

Xueqing's eyes burned with fury. "Then we'll flush him out—every last one of his spies."