*CRASH—!*
The Zhou family’s fortified mahogany entrance door exploded open! Recoiled thunderously against the vestibule wall!
Zhou Yating stood pallid, meticulously coiffed curls plastered to her sweat-slicked temples. An opulent sable robe hung askew, its sash untied. Slippers slapped the marble as she careened into the living room, voice shredded by hysteria:
“Father! Catastrophe! Utter ruin! Wang Pengfei—that venomous serpent! His… his ‘Beloved Citizen Residences’ renovation project… imploded!!!”
Within the living room.
Zhou Dahai reclined, sipping from a Yixing clay teapot, silk robe draped elegantly, legs crossed as he absorbed morning financial reports. His manicured countenance radiate habitual composure. His daughter’s shriek jolted him; scalding tea splashed the pric
