Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Jiang Ciyou's husband stood in a small office in a dark corner of the city. The lights in the room flickered dimly, reflecting his face that was distorted by anger and jealousy.

The business map hanging on the wall, where he once circled his ambitious expansion plans in red pen, now seems to be a ruthless mockery of his failed life.

Outside the window, the hustle and bustle of traffic formed a sharp contrast with the silence in his heart. Every car whizzing past seemed to be mocking his current misery.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force. The jealousy and hatred in his heart were like a surging tide, hitting his only remaining line of defense of rationality wave after wave.

Once, he thought that with his own means and calculations, he would be invincible in the business battlefield, and he could not only gain wealth, but also keep Jiang Ciyou, the beautiful and intelligent woman, firmly under his control, making her the perfect embellishment of his successful life.

But the reality gave him a resounding slap in the face. His successive mistakes in the business world made him lose the trust of his partners. The crisis of broken capital chain was always around the corner. Those who once flattered him now avoided him as if he were the plague.

And what about Jiang Ciyou?

After leaving him, she did not fall into despair. Instead, she became more radiant with Lu Jingchen's company.

She made her mark in the business world and her investments were successful many times. Those business opportunities that originally belonged to him seemed to have been easily taken away by Jiang Ciyou.

Whenever he saw the photos of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen attending various high-end events in the tabloids, and saw the deep affection revealed in their eyes, his heart felt like it was being stabbed by thousands of needles and was in unbearable pain.

He knew very well that he had completely lost Jiang Ciyou's heart, but that unwillingness was like a poisonous snake lurking in his heart, biting him all the time and making his soul restless.

"I will never give up just like that!"

He slammed his fist on the table, and the documents and office supplies on the table were scattered all over the floor, just like his messy mood at the moment.

There was a crazy light flashing in his eyes, and he seemed to have fallen into the abyss of darkness. He wanted to drag Jiang Ciyou to be buried with him at all costs. Only in this way could he slightly relieve the bone-gnawing pain in his heart.

In order to carry out revenge, Jiang Ciyou's husband did not hesitate to use his shady connections in the underworld.

In the underground world of this bustling city, there is a group of people who make a living through violence and covert actions. They move through the darkness like ghosts, and for the right price they can help people solve problems or create disasters.

Through the help of an intermediary, he contacted a notorious killer organization.

This killer organization usually hides in the most secret corners of the city. Their members are agile, ruthless, and each of them is like a Shura crawling out of hell.

They have undergone rigorous training and are proficient in various killing techniques. No matter whether in a bustling downtown or a quiet alley, once they have locked on their target, they will never miss.

They are good at using the environment to create accidents that are hard to guard against.

There was once a business rival who was killed in a disguised traffic accident in public, and the mastermind behind it was this killer organization.

When Jiang Ciyou's husband met the leader of the killer organization, the location was chosen to be an abandoned factory.

The factory was filled with a pungent smell of rust and decay, and the dim lights on the roof of the dilapidated factory building were swaying, as if they would go out at any time.

The surrounding area was filled with rusty machine parts, adding a gloomy atmosphere to this evil transaction.

"I want you to help me get rid of someone. Money is not a problem." Jiang Ciyou's husband said in a low voice, his eyes revealing determination and madness.

The leader of the killer organization was a tall, fleshy man with eyes as cold as a dead man.

He looked Jiang Ciyou's husband up and down, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer of disdain: "Humph, in this line of work, empty words won't work. Bring me the deposit first."

Jiang Ciyou's husband took out an envelope full of cash from his briefcase without hesitation and slammed it heavily on the table next to him: "This is the deposit. After the deal is done, the balance will be doubled."

The leader picked up the envelope and roughly counted the money inside. A gleam of greed flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded: "Deal. Give me the target's information."

Jiang Ciyou's husband handed over a document that had been prepared long ago, which detailed Jiang Ciyou's daily schedule, preferences, places of presence, and even the shift change times of her bodyguards.

"Her name is Jiang Ciyou. I want you to do it cleanly and not leave any evidence behind."

The assassin leader took the information, flipped through a few pages, and secretly admired the detailed intelligence.

"Don't worry, we'll do the job, you can trust us. However, once you accept the mission, you can't regret it midway, otherwise..."

He didn't finish his words, but the threat was clear.

"I won't regret it as long as you can complete the task." Jiang Ciyou's husband said gritting his teeth.

After the deal was done, the killers started to act. They were divided into several groups and took turns to secretly follow Jiang Ciyou.

Every morning, when Jiang Ciyou walked out of her home and went to work, there was an inconspicuous figure following her from a distance.

The killer disguised himself as an ordinary office worker, wearing a neat suit, carrying a briefcase, blending into the crowd. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't notice anything unusual.

After Jiang Ciyou entered the office building, he would find a cafe nearby and sit down, keeping an eye on the entrance and exit of the office building through the window, waiting for her to get off work.

When Jiang Ciyou went out for a business event, another group of killers took over.

They disguised themselves as event staff, security guards, or waiters, and quietly blended into the environment.

One of the killers disguised himself as a photographer, carrying a camera and moving around the venue, but the camera was occasionally aimed at Jiang Ciyou, recording her every move and looking for the best time for subsequent actions.

Jiang Ciyou was completely unaware of this and was still busy with his career every day. Relying on his own wisdom and hard work, he dealt with his opponents at the business negotiation table and signed important contracts one after another.

Occasionally, she would take time out to meet with Lu Jingchen. The two of them would go to see a romantic movie together, or take a walk on the beach, enjoying the rare warm time.

Her face was filled with a confident and happy smile, but she didn't know that danger was like a dark cloud, quietly gathering above her head, approaching her step by step.

That day, Jiang Ciyou finished a tense business meeting and walked out of the meeting room in the evening. She rubbed her tired temples, but her heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Today's meeting went very smoothly, and several important projects had made breakthrough progress. She seemed to see a brighter future for the company.

Her assistant followed her and whispered, "Boss Jiang, you've worked hard today. Do you want me to take you home?"

Jiang Ciyou smiled and shook his head: "No need, I can drive back by myself, you should get off work early too."

The assistant nodded: "Okay, Mr. Jiang, please be careful on the road."

Jiang Ciyou walked towards the parking lot alone, her high heels making a crisp sound in the empty parking lot.

At this time, there were only a few vehicles left in the parking lot, the lights were dim, and there were flickering lights in several corners, as if hiding some unspeakable secret.

There were few pedestrians around, and occasionally one or two cleaning staff would pass by pushing a cleaning cart, making a rustling sound.

Little did they know that in a black car not far away, several killers were watching Jiang Ciyou's every move through the car window.

Their eyes were cold and focused, like hunters waiting for their prey, weapons tightly gripped in their hands, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

"The target appears, prepare for action." The leading killer whispered, his voice as cold as ice.

The other killers nodded silently. They gently pushed open the car door, their movements so light that no sound was made. Then they crouched down and quickly approached Jiang Ciyou.

Jiang Ciyou was completely unaware of the approaching danger. She was still immersed in the joy of work, thinking about sharing today's results with Lu Jingchen after returning home, and walked briskly towards her car.

However, just as she was about to reach the car, a chill suddenly hit her from behind, and she subconsciously stopped and frowned slightly.

Years of business experience have made her intuition very sharp. She felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere around her, as if a pair of eyes hidden in the dark were staring at her, sending a chill down her spine.

She looked around vigilantly. The parking lot was empty and except for the cleaning staff, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

But the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger, so she quickened her pace, wanting to get in the car and leave this place as soon as possible.

Just as she reached out to open the car door, she heard footsteps behind her. She wanted to turn around, but it was too late...

The killers quickly surrounded her and blocked her beside the car.

Jiang Ciyou widened his eyes in horror as he looked at the strangers in front of him with fierce faces. His heart began beating violently as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

Her hands were shaking uncontrollably and she almost dropped the car keys in her hands.

"You... who are you?" Jiang Ciyou asked with forced calmness, but his voice was trembling slightly.

The killers did not answer, but approached her step by step. The daggers in their hands flashed coldly in the dim light, which was frightening.

Jiang Ciyou stepped back in panic, her high heels accidentally twisted, and she almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, a wave of despair surged in her heart. She realized that she was in an extremely dangerous situation, and the culprit of all this was most likely her husband, whom she once loved deeply but who had now become extremely crazy.

Just as the killers were about to take action, suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard, breaking the deathly silence.

A glimmer of hope arose in Jiang Ciyou's heart. Could it be that someone came to save her?

She desperately looked in the direction where the sound came from, her eyes full of anticipation...