Just got divorced and immediately got seduced by the stunning senior sister
Chapter 661: Begin to Layout

Chapter 661: Chapter 661: Begin to Layout

"Ah!" Then, a scream, hands unconsciously threw the box away.

Stepping back, she accidentally hit a chair.

Accompanied by a loud crash, she fell heavily onto the floor, butt-first.

Bang!

The back of her head even smashed against the desk.

"Hiss!" Clutching her head, Kim Chan Yeol’s features twisted together in an ugly grimace.

Then she felt something touch her foot.

Looking down, her eyes widened in shock.

How could Kim Chan Yeol not recognize Choi Seung-ji?

"Why! Why is there only a head? Where, where’s the body?" Though Kim Chan Yeol was ruthless in her methods, this scene was beyond anything she had seen or heard of.

She was not slightly frightened, her breathing quickened, chest heaving up and down.

When she spoke, her voice quivered and even broke, sounding incredibly shrill.

"Young Master, I, I don’t know," the butler said, equally startled.

Probably going to have a hard time sleeping tonight.

"Who sent this thing! Who sent it!" Kim Chan Yeol bellowed.

She wanted to kill that bastard, daring to insult her in such a way.

"Young Master, I don’t know," the butler repeated, adding, "All I know is that the person claimed to be your friend."

"Friend?" Hearing the butler say this, Kim Chan Yeol became enraged, raising her hand and pointing at Choi Seung-ji, she demanded, "Would you send your friend something like this?"

"..." the butler.

"Or rather, would your friend send you something like this?" Kim Chan Yeol was relentless.

"..." the butler dared not say more.

"Go! Have someone find that guy and bring him back to me! I’ll tear him limb from limb, let him know what happens when he messes with Kim Chan Yeol!" Kim Chan Yeol ordered.

"Yes!" The butler turned to leave to start the investigation.

If he didn’t come up with results, he feared that Kim Chan Yeol would turn her anger on him.

"Stop!" Kim Chan Yeol roared.

The butler retracted his hand, which hadn’t had the chance to grab the doorknob yet, turned around, and asked with a forced smile, "Young Master, do you have any other orders for me?"

"Get that out of here and throw it away! Do you want it to stay with me forever?" Kim Chan Yeol said, exasperated.

"Ah! Yes, I will do it right away!" The butler, suppressing nausea and fear, packed Choi Seung-ji back into the box.

Then he turned to leave.

Kim Chan Yeol, trembling, steadied herself using the desk and rose from the ground.

Sitting in the chair, even now, as she recalled the scenes that just unfolded, her body still couldn’t stop shaking.

"Chen Wei, it must have been that guy! It must have been him! That bastard dared to do this to me!"

"I won’t let you get away with this, I absolutely won’t let you get away with this. I’ll cut you into pieces, grind you into mincemeat, and feed you to the dogs!"

Kim Chan Yeol gritted her teeth and seethed.

"Giggle giggle giggle..." This sound could be clearly heard from meters away.

Almost biting her teeth to pieces.

"You want to kill me that badly, huh?" A voice suddenly entered her ears.

"Who!" Kim Chan Yeol stood up abruptly, looking towards the source of the sound.

"Chen Wei! You, how come you’re in my room?!" Kim Chan Yeol looked all around and saw that only the balcony window was open.

This guy...

This is the third floor!

How did he get up here?

Kim Chan Yeol realized that the situation was grim. He was just about to shout for help, to have someone come and protect him.

But he found that he couldn’t move; even with all his strength, he couldn’t make much noise.

Moreover, given the excellent soundproofing of the room, there was no way anyone outside could hear what was happening inside.

Chen Wei walked over to the sofa in the sitting area and sat down with a thump.

He lifted his hands, rested them on the back of the sofa, and then crossed his legs comfortably.

To those in the know, this was Kim Chan Yeol’s private room, but to those who were not, they might well think that Chen Wei was the master of the house.

He was certainly making himself quite at home.

"How does it feel to see the assassin you sent out now dead in front of you?" Chen Wei asked with a smile.

He was inquiring about Kim Chan Yeol’s thoughts after witnessing the event.

"It was you, you bastard!" Kim Chan Yeol managed to say.

"That’s right, it was me. But what can you do to me?" Chen Wei responded.

"You were just saying you’d chop me into a thousand pieces, grind me up, and feed me to the fishes? I’m right here, why don’t you give it a try?" Chen Wei mercilessly mocked Kim Chan Yeol’s powerlessness.

"You bastard!" Kim Chan Yeol roared, no louder than an ordinary person speaking.

He seemed ferocious, his face turning crimson, veins bulging.

Yet it was nothing more than impotent fury.

"Tell me, what would happen if I struck you down right now?"

At these words from Chen Wei, Kim Chan Yeol’s aggressive demeanor immediately softened.

"You can’t do this. I warn you, if you dare mess around, the Kim Family will never let you off!" To say he wasn’t scared would be an outright lie.

Kim Chan Yeol was certain that Chen Wei had the guts to do it.

After all, from the moment Chen Wei dared send back Choi Seung-ji’s head, Kim Chan Yeol had recognized his ruthless nature.

"And how would they know it was me who did it?" Chen Wei retorted.

"..." Kim Chan Yeol had a retort on the tip of his tongue but then fell silent.

Indeed, how would they know that Chen Wei had sneaked in and killed him?

If it was discoverable, it would have been discovered by now.

"What do you want? Worst case, we stay out of each other’s way in the future. I won’t interfere with your affair with Kim Min Hee. How about that?" Kim Chan Yeol proposed a peace agreement.

Chen Wei wasn’t satisfied with this proposal and didn’t respond.

"Let’s cooperate. Together we can deal with Kim Jun-yi. When the old master kicks the bucket, and I become the Family Master of the Kim Family, I’ll split half of it with you. How about that?" Kim Chan Yeol offered again.

"Old Master Kim is tough and not weak; who knows how long that would take? I don’t have that much patience," Chen Wei said.

"We don’t need to wait that long. Just give me a little more time. In less than a year, I can control all of the Kim Family’s business partners. Then, I’ll find a way to get the old man to step down voluntarily. How does that sound?" Kim Chan Yeol revealed his true intentions.

This was also what Chen Wei had been waiting to hear.

His eyes shifted to the window where he could vaguely make out a figure.

It was Leng Qianqian, camera in hand, recording everything.

Making sure that Chen Wei wasn’t captured, only Kim Chan Yeol’s image.

"Fine, no problem. I agree to this proposal." Chen Wei stood up, walked over to Kim Chan Yeol, and gave a slight smile, "Then, here’s to a fruitful collaboration."

"To a fruitful collaboration! To a fruitful collaboration." Kim Chan Yeol forced a smile.

As he watched Chen Wei walk past him and disappear into a blind spot out of his field of view,

"Hey! You haven’t given me..." Kim Chan Yeol began, but midway through his sentence, he realized that his ability to move had returned.

He could speak normally again.

Turning around, he saw that Chen Wei was nowhere to be seen.

Humiliation, intense humiliation, engulfed Kim Chan Yeol completely!