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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

A pale moon hung over the city like a silent witness to the escalating war. Bai Xueqing stood on the balcony of Mo Chen's penthouse, the city lights flickering below like dying stars. The name The Fox repeated in her mind, a phantom she could neither see nor catch.

Behind her, Mo Chen joined her with a quiet presence. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I've started tracking The Fox's known associates," he murmured. "But they're slippery, and Xu Yanshang has covered their tracks well."

Xueqing's eyes glinted with resolve. "He thinks he can erode my foundation from the inside. We'll show him how wrong he is."

At dawn, Xueqing gathered her most trusted team. Meng Zhihao hacked into suspect bank accounts, Lin Nuo compiled a list of employees with sudden, unexplained wealth, and Qiao Lan dug into encrypted calls traced back to shell companies.

In the conference room, a map of City A was plastered on a digital board with dots marking recent sightings of suspicious figures. Mo Chen connected the dots to reveal a pattern—one that led straight to an abandoned textile factory on the outskirts.

Xueqing, clad in a sleek black suit, arrived at the factory flanked by Mo Chen and Lin Nuo. Inside, the darkness was thick, broken only by shifting shadows. A figure stepped into the faint light—a tall man wearing a fox-shaped porcelain mask.

"Miss Bai," The Fox drawled, voice distorted by a small voice modulator. "Or should I say, the phoenix who thinks she can rise from her own ashes?"

Xueqing's gaze turned sharp. "And you're the coward hiding behind an animal mask."

The Fox chuckled lowly. "I admire your boldness. But the higher you fly, the harder you fall."

With a snap of his fingers, a group of men emerged from the shadows, encircling them with weapons drawn.

Mo Chen stepped forward, eyes like steel. "You think numbers will save you?"

The Fox's mask tilted. "I think you underestimate how desperate people can be when well paid."

Before he finished, Lin Nuo dropped a flashbang grenade at their feet. Light and sound exploded through the factory. Chaos erupted.

Xueqing moved swiftly, disarming two men in quick strikes. Mo Chen fought like a storm, precise and relentless. Lin Nuo tackled The Fox, but the masked man slipped from his grip, darting through a side door into the night.

When the dust settled, Xueqing stood breathing hard over the subdued mercenaries. But The Fox was gone—escaped into the dark.

She clenched her fists. "He's more dangerous than we thought."

Mo Chen wiped blood from his cheek. "And he knows we're coming."

Chapter 92