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Viper Heiress: Richest Husband with a Sharp Mind

Viper Heiress: Richest Husband with a Sharp Mind

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Introduction
【Strong Female Lead, Downfall, Super Alpha Male, Power Couple, Female Pampering Male, Dual Purity】 It is well-known in the imperial socialite circle that the ancient and wealthy Gu family has a beautiful, yet intellectually challenged daughter named Gu Yanluo. However, upon her return to the empire, she managed to gain fame overnight by single-handedly crushing some contemptible individuals. Undergoing a complete transformation, she became a venomous beauty with a vengeful heart. Recently, rumors have been circulating that Gu Yanluo has kept an incredibly refined and handsome man hidden away in her private residence. This man is said to be exceedingly handsome, his profile stunning enough to shock the gods, and is claimed to be the most beautiful man in the capital city. But what most people don't know is that this pretty boy has another identity as the son of the empire's wealthiest man, a terrifying figure who sends shivers down the spines of the gentry in the capital though his life appears to be hanging by a thread. All the noble people would respectfully address him as "Master Wang" tiptoeing around him, afraid of offending him. Qin Wang has two faces. When he plays the pitiful weakling, it wins the compassion of others, but when he changes his face, he turns into a ruthless tyrant. The distinction lies in whether Gu Yanluo is present or not. In public, anyone who dares touch him sees his demeanor drastically change as he becomes violently angry, raging like a mad dog. "Who do you think you are, daring to touch me?" But in front of Gu Yanluo, he becomes humble. "Yanluo, is it possible to not look at other men?" "If I look at others, will you drop dead?" His eyes are slightly reddened and there is an ache in his heart. "Then... I want a status." 【Purely fictional, promoting correct values. Imitation of dangerous behavior is prohibited】
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Chapter

January 1, 2044.

The chilling winter, the setting sun sinks and floats.

A cross-country snow train bound for the Huaxia Empire is currently streaking through the vast snow-capped mountain range covered in a thousand miles of icy terrain.

Inside the 108 deluxe compartments of the VIP carriage.

A young man sits in a wheelchair, dressed in a black silk shirt, a silver crucifix around his neck, exuding an extraordinary air of nobility, strikingly handsome.

His features are deep and three-dimensional, yet his complexion is sickly pale, his thin lips void of color, troubled and cold.

He holds a cigarette between his fingertips, his eyes are without warmth, puffing away amidst the bustling train movement.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps can be heard from outside the compartment.

Followed by the thunderous gunfire!

The man's ears twitch, his eyes void of warmth, suddenly shift to the rapidly opening carriage door!

A girl, beautiful to the point of breathlessness, covered in coldness and murder, stands there.

She wears a snow-colored mink hat, draped in a luxuriously elegant white fox fur coat, her skin as white as curdled fat, yet stained with fresh blood.

In her wrist, a mysterious silver biochemical code box is locked with handcuffs.

With a "bang," the carriage door closes.

The woman swiftly walks over to the compartment wardrobe.

She took off her mink fur cap, coiled up her long hair, unlocked the handcuffs, removed the fox fur coat and the trench coat, revealing the elegantly toned light purple silk dress underneath.

Then she hid the silver box under the cap, the coat, and the trench coat, all stuffed into the cupboard.

Next, disregarding gender differences, the woman swayed gracefully and sat on the man's lap, her slender legs resting on the armrests of the wheelchair, with one arm hooked around his neck, her red lips close to his cheek, like a fairy.

The next second, a sharp, shiny, delicate dagger was held at the man's throat.

She smirked, took the cigarette from the man’s fingers, stuck it in her mouth, took a rebellious puff, leaned in, and deliberately blew all the smoke into the man's face. How wicked.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The man choked, violently coughing.

His face contorted in pain, as if he were about to cough his lungs out.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly flicked the cigarette away with her fingers, pretending apologetically, her voice mixed with the unique tone of a southern beauty from the Chinese Empire, even helping pat his back.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, so sorry."

"...”

Yet at this moment, no one knew whether it was a slip of the hand or intentional.

The dagger at the man's throat, with a "swoosh," cut a shallow bloody mark at the man's carotid artery.

Although it didn't penetrate the artery, the bead of blood that bubbled up was still striking.

"Hiss..." The man winced in pain.

Before he could speak.

The woman's Bluetooth earpiece, set inside her ear, transmitted a furious roar -

"Gu Yanluo! Damn it, where the hell did you go?"

It turns out this young girl's name is Gu Yanluo.

The once delicately smiling face of the woman turned cold in an instant, her eyes sharp.

She glanced at the number of the train cabin.

"VIP carriage, compartment 108."

"Good, wait there! I've got two groups of people here, seems like one group isn't directed at us. They're heading your way now, six people, armed with guns. Be careful."

"Alright." Gu Yanluo responded indifferently.

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The international train thundered through the tunnels, the signal disappearing instantly.

The compartment was lit with dim yellow light, the outside suddenly shrouded in eerie silence.

Suddenly, the young man in the wheelchair broke the quiet.

"Hurts."

His voice was weak and hoarse, his lashes were lowered, intentionally concealing his deep eyes.

"Where does it hurt?"

Gu Yanluo's seductive fox-like eyes brimmed with a teasing smirk.

She leaned her head on the man's shoulder, hiding a dagger in her palm. The blade slowly descended, pointed at his heart, as if ready to pierce it at any moment.

Yet, her other arm nonchalantly hooked around his neck, feigning affection.

The man kept silent, tilting his neck.

It hurts here.

Gu Yanluo twisted the man's bleeding neck slightly, paused, chuckled, and casually said, "It's not fatal."

The man frowned in displeasure, his voice was filled with a subtle grumble, "You did this."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it.

It seemed like he was extremely annoyed at himself for saying such words.

Suddenly, the train exited the tunnel.

The setting sun spilled its remaining light into the window across the snow-covered plain, illuminating the man's fascinatingly melancholic pupils. It cast a sheen on his perfect profile, as if dusted with dazzling gold dust, exuding an unspeakable handsome nobility.

Gu Yanluo heard the sound of many unfamiliar footsteps outside the carriage door, getting closer and closer.

Her beautiful eyes tensed up.

Under the man's gaze, she suddenly lowered her eyes and turned her head down.

Her rouge lips were pressed onto the man's bleeding wound on his neck, gently drawing in the blood.

A breathtaking scene, indeed.

Of course, this was not real, merely a ruse to fool others.

But that sensation, like a thrilling mellow electrifying his body, followed by the prickling pain akin to a needle sting. This made the man stiff instantly.

He abstained from women, the pleasure they brought; he maintained chastity.

Yet, he had not anticipated that this woman would stimulate his primitive, deeply buried male desire.

Just then, the door to the man's VIP room was violently pulled open from the outside!

Gu Yanluo, with her lips pressing on the man's neck, stretched her hand, tugged at the silver hairpin, let her raven hair cascade down, covering her sensual back.

Without looking back, for fear of being recognized, she coldly chastised:

"Where did this country bumpkin come from, blind to not see a husband and wife trying to strengthen their relationship!"

Strangely, the thug at the door didn't pay any heed to Gu Yanluo.

He suddenly yelled out, "He's here!"

He spoke in Chinese.

Gu Yanluo was taken aback, she turned her head to look.

Just in time to see the thug at the door. He violently whipped out a submachine gun he had hidden at his back!

He was just about to pull the trigger at Gu Yanluo and the man in the wheelchair!

Gu Yanluo reacted extremely sharply, swiftly throwing a dagger at the assailant.

A direct strike to the heart, too fast for the eyes to follow.

He fell to the ground, faced up, dead on the spot.

Gu Yanluo's face showed a hint of surprise, her eyes focused on the dead attacker.

She was certain that these were not the men who were after her.

First, their outfits were incorrect, and their skills subpar.

Secondly, it was his skin color; he was a Han Chinese from the Huaxia Empire.

Those who wanted the "C4 Enhancement Potion" in her hands were from the GaoSuo Tribe, each one tall and powerful, immensely difficult to deal with.

Gu Yanluo cast suspicious glances at the man she was holding.

Tilting her head, deep in thought for a moment, then realization dawned on her, and her face showed incredulity.

"No way, sir, he was trying to kill you?"

The man's face turned extremely pale.

He seemed frightened by the recent events, his thin and haggard appearance almost unbearable to look at.

Upon hearing her words, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he leaned weakly against Gu Yanluo's fragrant shoulder, managing to whisper just one word:

"Scared."

Gu Yanluo: "......"

"Otherwise, you can leave. I'll be okay."

The man's tone has an inexplicable sense of grievance, as if he knew he was about to be left behind, not making any attempts to retain her, strangely content with dying here.

However, Gu Yanluo's slender finger lifted the man's chin, her beautiful eyes glistening.

"Saving you isn't impossible. But, what's in it for me?"

The man’s bewitchingly shimmering eyes glinted with a hint of light, and he began to ponder seriously...

But behind them, their enemy was closing in, a murderous intent looming.

"Think carefully!"

Gu Yanluo playfully slapped the man's ridiculously handsome face.

As her words fell, her nimble figure flashed—a kick, her leg sliding off the man’s lap.

With queenly beauty, she lifted the hem of her skirt and revealed a pair of beautifully long, straight legs.

Drawing two silver modified Glock 48 pistols from both sides, she instantly obliterated two violent criminals appearing at the door.

At that moment, a smoking homemade grenade was thrown in from outside the door.

It rolled unerringly to land at Gu Yanluo's feet.

"Bang!"

The door was immediately shut!

On an instinctive reaction, Gu Yanluo didn't hesitate and swiftly shattered the train window with her gun, then with a twist of her body, she kicked out the grenade.

"Go rogue!"

The grenade, suspended in mid-air outside the train, detonated in an instant.

The explosion was deafening!

The shockwave was immensely powerful!

So, the question arose.

Who had the wheelchair-bound man offended?

The people who dared to act so ruthlessly towards him seemed intent on taking his life.

Gu Yanluo had extremely sharp hearing.

She heard the sound of weapons being cocked outside the door.

She shouted a warning!

In a flash, she pushed the man's wheelchair to a spot that was out of the line of fire.

As for herself, she leaped into the air, grabbing onto the vintage crystal chandelier on the cabin's ceiling.

The next second!

In the hail of gunfire, the luxurious private room was riddled with bullet holes.

The sliding door was shattered into pieces and slammed down onto the ground.

Five men burst in from outside!

Gu Yanluo, who was hanging from the crystal chandelier, suddenly dropped down in a sleek combat move, landing on the shoulders of the most muscular thug.

Sitting on his shoulders, Gu Yanluo fired her guns, taking out heads with every shot.

However.

So engrossed was she in her struggle that she failed to notice.

In a corner, a man perched in a wheelchair, stuck in a blind spot away from gunfire, was simply sitting there like a mountain, smoking a cigarette.

His eyes half-closed, his gaze was apathetic and indifferent. His demeanor was as calm as a breezy day, as he lit up his cigarette.

Then, he took a relaxed puff, clearly enjoying himself.

In the midst of exhaling smoke, he watched the show with immense satisfaction.

Seeing the exciting part, he even broke into a light smile and made a pretend clapping gesture.

But beneath his eyes, lay an overwhelming amount of malicious intent.

As if he never regarded those who sought his life as threats.

I also picked up a "top-tier beauty as my accomplice".

Reaping the benefits without making an effort.

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Reading Tips: 1. Clean and safe for your peace of mind, no abuse, cool and powerful heroines, dominant characters pulling each other's cover, there's too much for a simple introduction. 3. Main theme revolves around pampering and favoritism, with a side of cool sweetness. The male character is ruthless, the female one poisonous, neither of them are simpletons.

Character Design: Cunning, morose, and hot-tempered anti-hero male paired against a business savvy, sharp-tongued, and sinister woman.

Reading Notice:1. Rest assured, the context is clean and safe for enjoyment. Strong and assertive individuals reveal each other’s true characters, too much to be summed up in a brief intro. 3. The main theme features doting love, and the subplot is filled with refreshing sweetness. Neither male or female protagonists are benevolent characters, proceed with caution. Character Setup: A cunning, gloomy, sickly, hot-tempered, crazy-dog-like male lead vs a shrewd, sharp-tongued, black-hearted, mother-like, dominatrix female lead.