Chapter 754: The Child of Destiny's End, A Call from Zhang Yaqian!
What was happening?
This… this, this… What in the world was he seeing?
How could Shen Anyu and Ling Qingcheng be so intimate? So… familiar?
There was a connection between them, and it was blindingly obvious that it was no ordinary one.
Ren Zhacheng was no fool. Seeing the crimson flush that painted Ling Qingcheng's beautiful face, the flustered panic in her eyes—how could he not guess the nature of their relationship?
But a part of him screamed in denial, refusing to accept the reality unfolding before him.
'It… it can't be, right?'
If the scoundrel who had claimed his goddess was any other man, Ren Zhacheng might have been mentally prepared for the heartbreak. But for it to be Shen Anyu—the very same man who had stolen He Yiyi from him—to now have his hands on Ling Qingcheng as well… Ren Zhacheng felt his world beginning to fracture.
…
"No, I'm not sick…"
At that moment, Ling Qingcheng finally regained her composure. After all, President Ling was no naive, sheltered girl.
She took a deliberate step back, deftly avoiding Shen Anyu's lingering hand. Drawing a deep breath to steady her chaotic mind, she met his gaze with newfound determination, her ruby-red lips parting slightly.
"Shen Anyu, I told you before. We are even. We owe each other nothing."
Her voice was firm, though a subtle tremor betrayed her inner turmoil. "Let's not meet again. I don't want to hurt Zhang Yaqian."
"You… you should be good to her."
As she spoke that last sentence, a deep melancholy clouded her beautiful eyes. She then turned to her secretary, her tone shifting back to that of a commanding executive.
"Xiao He, please see Mr. Shen out."
Without another glance, Ling Qingcheng spun on her heel, intending to retreat into the sanctuary of her office and shut the door on him, and on the feelings he stirred within her.
But in the next instant, a large hand shot out, catching the heavy door and easily holding it open. In the same fluid motion, Shen Anyu stepped inside, cornering her against the wall with his body.
A faint smile played on his lips as he glanced back at the stunned secretary. "It's alright, you can leave first. This is a private matter between President Ling and myself."
"This…" The secretary, Xiao He, was utterly dumbfounded. What exactly was going on?
"Xiao He, quickly! See him out!" Ling Qingcheng urged, her voice laced with anxiety.
But before she could finish, an arm snaked around her slender waist. Shen Anyu pulled her flush against him, strode into the spacious office, and kicked the door shut with a decisive thud.
Xiao He stared at the closed door, her mind blank for a moment. Then, it all clicked into place. Her expression morphed into one of pure, unadulterated excitement, a gossipy fire lighting up her eyes.
She let out a sharp, quiet gasp. "Oh my god… President Ling actually has a boyfriend? And he's from the Shen Corporation? Is this… is this a legendary love entanglement between a domineering female CEO and a domineering male CEO?"
A wistful sigh escaped her. "What a pity. A handsome man like that belongs to President Ling. Guess there's no chance for me."
The secretary felt a pang of regret. She had, for a fleeting moment, considered asking for his number. But now, seeing that he was President Ling's man, she knew it was a hopeless fantasy. Compared to the beautiful, wealthy, and impossibly imposing President Ling, what chance did any other woman have?
Shaking her head with a final, dramatic sigh, the secretary turned and walked away.
Only Ren Zhacheng remained, standing frozen before the closed door like a statue.
'Shen Anyu is involved with some Zhang Yaqian… he's Zhang Yaqian's boyfriend… which means he's the scumbag who… who took President Ling's first time?''How could this be?!'
Pain. It was a searing, all-consuming pain.
Ren Zhacheng simply could not accept it.
His first crush, the goddess Ling Qingcheng, and his second crush, the goddess He Yiyi, were both in the arms of Shen Anyu.
Those two women possessed the Goddess Future Diary. They were supposed to be his.
How had everything gone so wrong? How had they both fallen into Shen Anyu's grasp?
It shouldn't be like this. It was all wrong.
'Then… is my Goddess Future Diary System completely useless?''System! System, come out! Come out right now!' Ren Zhacheng roared in his mind, desperate to confront the source of his supposed power. This Goddess Future Diary System… was it a fraud? Was it utterly ineffective?
But as he screamed internally, the familiar interface of the system failed to appear. A cold dread began to seep into Ren Zhacheng's heart, extinguishing the fire of his rage.
'System… Brother System… Dad, please, come out! Hurry up and come out!'
Nothing. Where was his Goddess Future Diary System?
Was it gone? Had it malfunctioned?
Just then, a demonic, chilling voice echoed not in his ears, but directly within the confines of his mind.
"I've taken your Goddess Future Diary System."
What?!
As the meaning of those words registered, Ren Zhacheng's entire psyche imploded.
Someone knew he had the system? And they could just… take it away?
Wait. That voice… why did it sound so much like Shen Anyu's?
Ren Zhacheng's head snapped up in astonishment. He stared at the tightly shut office door, but it was as if his eyes had suddenly gained an impossible power. The wood and steel became transparent, and he saw the scene within: Shen Anyu, casually seated on the large office chair, with a struggling Ling Qingcheng held firmly in his lap.
As if sensing his spectral gaze, Shen Anyu's lips curved into a light, mocking smile directed right at him.
It really was Shen Anyu.
Ren Zhacheng felt as though he had been struck by lightning.
Shen Anyu knew about his system. Shen Anyu had taken his system. How could such a terrifying man exist in this world?
And he had wanted to snatch women from a man like that?
The last vestiges of his hope crumbled into absolute despair.
[Ding! The Child of Destiny, Ren Zhacheng, has suffered a severe mental shock. Plundering +29,999 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! The Child of Destiny, Ren Zhacheng's, worldview has collapsed. Plundering +66,666 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! The Child of Destiny, Ren Zhacheng, has suffered a devastating blow. His state of mind has completely shattered. Plundering +526,870 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Ren Zhacheng's Destiny Value has been cleared. The halo of the Child of Destiny has shattered. He has lost his identity as a Child of Destiny!]
…
'He collapsed just like that? So he's completely useless without his System…'
Shen Anyu inwardly shook his head. If their roles were reversed, he knew that even without his own system, he would have continued to fight against his fate.
When he had first awakened his memories of his past life, the Destiny Plunder System hadn't loaded yet. Even so, he had traveled from the Imperial Capital to the Demon Capital, already preparing his schemes against the Netherworld Palace and the master-disciple duo of Tian Yunzi and Ye Yan.
Even without the Destiny Plunder System, Shen Anyu would never have given up. As long as he was still breathing, he would have fought with everything he had.
While the system was an immense help, Shen Anyu was confident he could have dealt with Ye Yan even without it. He just wouldn't have had to constantly scheme against an endless parade of Children of Destiny. In fact, without the system, he would no longer be the Great Villain of Destiny, fated to be their enemy. His path would have simply been a straightforward revenge plot, reborn to settle old scores.
This made his disdain for Ren Zhacheng—a so-called Child of Destiny whose mind shattered the moment his cheat was gone—all the more deep.
Originally, Shen Anyu had prepared a special surprise for him.
Ren Zhacheng was as insignificant as an ant, wasn't he? Then why not let him go live in an anthill and have a whole colony of little ants? As for trivial matters like reproductive isolation, Shen Anyu, in his handsome and kind-hearted benevolence, would have helped him figure it out.
Unfortunately, before that amusing plan could even be set in motion, Ren Zhacheng's halo had shattered, rendering it unnecessary.
Shen Anyu's gaze passed through the door one last time, observing the despairing, broken shell of a man on the other side. He shook his head again.
A wisp of his Divine Sense silently pressed down.
In an instant, Ren Zhacheng's body dissolved into fine dust, which then vanished into thin air, leaving no trace that he had ever existed.
And so, Ren Zhacheng, the Child of Destiny who once possessed the Goddess Future Diary System, met his complete and utter end.
"Shen Anyu, you… don't you go too far…" Inside the office, Ling Qingcheng finally mustered her courage, her voice a sharp reprimand. This was her territory. She shouldn't be afraid. Right. Not afraid.
Shen Anyu's smile widened. He was about to let his actions do the talking.
Ring, ring, ring…
Suddenly, the sharp, insistent ringing of a phone cut through the tension. The caller ID glowed on the screen, displaying a name that was intensely familiar to both Shen Anyu and Ling Qingcheng.
Zhang Yaqian
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