Death

Return to the Eighties: A Life of Investment Author: The Bunny Who Sells Buns [Complete]

Introduction:

[No female lead + 1v1 + dual male leads + a male protagonist who grows throughout the story] [Straight men, enter at your own risk]

Xue Chen had never imagined that the family of his second uncle, whom he had treated with all his heart, would conspire with the woman he loved most to kill him. They had even planned to swallow up his property. Before his death, he learned that they had also personally caused his parents' deaths...

Given another life, he would repay every grudge and avenge every wrong. He would return every scheme against him without mercy. In this life, he would rise once more to the very top...

Death

[Boys' love—no female lead, a male protagonist who grows throughout the story. The other male lead will appear a little later. I plotted this story with my face, so don't argue with me about the plot. I'm an idiot.]

[Well, if you spot any typos, please point them out—sob. The plot cannot stand up to scrutiny, so please don't compare it with reality. Thank you!]

[Reading notice: The author is severely brain-dead. Please care for the intellectually disabled. Thank you!]

Xue Chen felt the blood in his body continuously pouring from his mouth and nose. Looking at the smug man and woman not far away, he no longer felt hatred. All he felt was a deep sense of defeat at his own incompetence.

His mind had gone blank. He could only keep replaying what had just happened. Everything felt like a dream, and then it seemed laughable. He had gratefully treated the people who killed his parents as family. He had even ignored his friends' advice and married that woman, leading to this outcome. How tragic. Tragically pathetic, and utterly hateful.

Thinking of this, he could not help bursting into wild laughter. Look at him—the man called the Fox had actually been played like a fiddle by them. No one needed to pity him for bringing this upon himself.

A wave of stabbing pain twisted through his stomach. The blood at his lips had turned dark brown, yet the smug looks on their faces made him snicker. "Heh heh."

Seeing Xue Chen like this, Liu Qianqian let out a disdainful snort. Contempt flashed in her eyes, along with a surge of delight. "Xue Chen, how can you still laugh when you've already been reduced to this state?"

"Qianqian, why bother with him? In another half hour, he'll vanish from this world. Everything he has will be inherited by you, and you'll become the true person in charge of Dawn International. Then we'll go to his grave and properly show off." Seeing that Xue Chen was clearly on his last breath, Xue Hao smugly wrapped an arm around Liu Qianqian's slim waist, a cruel smile on his lips.

"Heh heh, I'm laughing at how naive you are. Don't forget what they call me in the business world. The Fox isn't someone any random stray cat or dog can scheme against." Xue Chen's tone carried a hint of mockery.

"Hahaha, Xue Chen, Xue Chen, you're about to lose your life, yet you still dare to talk big? You're courting death!" Liu Qianqian burst out laughing at his words. "Don't worry. I'll definitely inherit all your property and won't leave you with any regrets."

Xue Chen no longer had the strength to argue with Liu Qianqian. He was already in an extremely weakened state, but his face still held none of the helplessness or despair Liu Qianqian had expected. "Is that so?"

When Liu Qianqian saw that Xue Chen was still looking at her with that mocking smile, the fire in her heart burned even hotter. This man had always looked so certain of victory before her. Even now, knowing that she had betrayed him, he still appeared calm and unruffled. Her rage reached its peak.

She wanted to crush this man's faith, so she smiled. "You don't know this, do you? Niu Niu isn't your child at all. She's the daughter I had with your younger brother—a bastard. I never wanted to give birth to her, but you insisted that I keep her. Tell me, after you die, how do you think I'll deal with her?"

"Liu Qianqian, Niu Niu is your biological daughter—!" Xue Chen's gaze suddenly fixed on Liu Qianqian's face. A flicker of fury appeared in his previously still eyes.

"Don't worry, Cousin. Niu Niu is my daughter too. I'll definitely take good care of her. Still, I should thank you for raising her for sixteen years. I'll gladly accept that kindness." As Xue Hao spoke, he reached for Liu Qianqian and brushed the hair from her forehead. He brought it to his lips and inhaled softly, wearing an intoxicated expression.

Then he looked at Xue Chen with an exceptionally venomous gaze, his voice turning cold. "Xue Chen, tell me, why couldn't you just rot in the mud? Since childhood, you've lived a life far better than ordinary people. Even in school, you took first place year after year.

What about me? No matter how hard I tried, I was always beneath you. Every time, those people at school, those teachers, would compare me to you. There were always people laughing behind my back, calling me a toad while you were a swan high above. Why? Why did I have to be mocked like that?

Whenever my parents borrowed money from yours, your father—my dear eldest uncle—would always lecture him first. He was already so rich, so why couldn't he help us? What gave him the right to refuse us money whenever he wanted?

Whenever that happened, you would always stand high above us on the second floor, watching my family in our miserable state.

The day my father tampered with the car, I knew my chance had come. I looked forward to watching you fall from your pedestal. Maybe you would end up even more miserable than me.

But why did they always help you? Why?" As Xue Hao spoke, his hands clenched into fists, and intense hatred filled his eyes.

"Heh heh, people who are... weak and useless... never look for the reasons within themselves. They only blame everything on... those who work harder than them." Xue Chen felt that all his father's painstaking efforts had been wasted on dogs.

"You—!" Xue Hao was so enraged by his words that he could not speak. He could only clench his fists and point at him, but quickly withdrew his hand again. A cold smile appeared on his face. "Trying to provoke me into laying a hand on you, leaving evidence behind, then having the police arrest me? Don't waste your effort. I've turned off every surveillance camera here. Even if they find out you were poisoned, they'll only think you ate something wrong. And right now, I'm still vacationing in Sanya."