Nirvana Heiress: Reborn and Returning to Stir Up a Storm

Chapter 211 All-Desert

Luo Yurou sat quietly in the luxurious private room. On the table were exquisite red wines and expensive cigars. The dim light fell on her fair profile, making her features appear even more cold and beautiful.

Mr. Zhao across from her narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze scrutinizing her: "Miss Luo, you haven't been having a good time lately, have you?"

Luo Yurou gently curved her lips, picked up her wine glass, swirled the deep red liquid inside, and said in her gentle tone, "In business, there are always ups and downs."

Mr. Zhao chuckled, leaned back in his chair, tapped the table with his long fingers, and said casually, "I heard that your financing plan has failed."

Luo Yurou paused slightly, then smiled gently: "President Zhao, you seem to have excellent information."

"In this circle, who isn't well-informed?" President Zhao said calmly, looking at her meaningfully. "Recently, quite a few people have been waiting to see how you'll handle this situation."

Luo Yurou raised her eyes without changing her expression, a cold glint flashing in them: "So, President Zhao is here to see the joke too?"

Mr. Zhao chuckled softly, staring at her with interest: "It's not that I'm laughing at you, after all, you haven't lost completely yet."

Luo Yurou put down her wine glass, placed her hands on the table, looked directly at President Zhao, her eyes calm and resolute: "President Zhao, since you are willing to keep this appointment, it means that you don't want to see me completely collapse."

Mr. Zhao's expression changed slightly, then he chuckled and shook his head: "Miss Luo is indeed clever."

Luo Yurou smiled and slowly said, "President Zhao, as you know, if I fail this time, those who covet our Luo family will never let this opportunity pass."

Mr. Zhao didn't speak, but just looked at her quietly, as if waiting for her to continue.

Luo Yurou continued, "But if you are willing to help me, then once I get through this difficult time, we can have a deeper level of cooperation."

She leaned forward slowly, her voice low and soft, yet with a hint of seduction: "Mr. Zhao, what you want, I can give you."

Mr. Zhao narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, as if weighing the pros and cons.

After a long silence, he smiled gently: "Miss Luo, your terms are indeed very tempting."

Luo Yurou's lips curled up slightly, thinking she had already succeeded halfway.

But the next second, Mr. Zhao's words made her smile falter slightly—

"Unfortunately, I don't intend to take that risk again."

Luo Yurou's pupils contracted slightly, and the smile on her face finally disappeared completely.

"Why?" she asked in a deep voice.

Mr. Zhao looked at her meaningfully and chuckled softly: "Lin Chuyue has already made her move. Her actions are faster than you imagined."

Luo Yurou's heart sank: "What did she do?"

Instead of answering directly, Mr. Zhao slowly stood up, straightened his suit, then leaned closer to her and said in a calm tone, "Ms. Luo, you have already lost this game."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving behind only silence on the table and Luo Yurou with a gloomy face.

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At the same time, the Lin Group

Lin Chuyue stood in her office, looking out at the bustling streets through the floor-to-ceiling windows, her fingertips lightly tapping the windowsill.

Li Zhanchuan sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, twirling a black pen in his hand, and said in a calm tone: "President Zhao has rejected Luo Yurou's invitation to cooperate."

Lin Chuyue smiled slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes: "It's faster than I expected."

Li Zhanchuan turned his head to look at her and said meaningfully, "You deliberately let President Zhao know that you have already started making plans?"

Lin Chuyue nodded gently, her tone calm: "President Zhao is a smart man; he wouldn't make a bet rashly without being certain of his chances."

She paused, a slight smile playing on her lips: "I just need to make him understand one fact—standing on Luo Yurou's side will only cause him to lose more."

Li Zhanchuan chuckled softly, his deep voice tinged with admiration: "Lin Chuyue, you're becoming more and more like a qualified hunter."

Lin Chuyue glanced back at him and smiled gently: "Unfortunately, my prey... is not completely caught yet."

Li Zhanchuan raised an eyebrow: "You mean—"

Lin Chuyue turned and walked back to her desk. She lightly moved her finger across the mouse, and a new document popped up on the screen. She looked up at Li Zhanchuan, her eyes filled with a deep meaning: "Luo Yurou's only hope now is her mother."

Li Zhanchuan was slightly taken aback, then chuckled: "You mean... Shen Fang?"

Lin Chuyue nodded, her tone calm: "Although Shen Fang has gone abroad, she will never sit idly by and watch Luo Yurou fail."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze sharp: "I want to see how Shen Fang will make her move."

(To be continued)