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Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly

Chapter 1214: Cancel the Deal, Name Your Terms!
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Chapter 1214: Chapter 1214: Cancel the Deal, Name Your Terms!

Looking at this woman who was exactly the same as in the photo, Chi He had no idea how to describe what he was feeling.

By calculation, Madam should also be around fifty now.

So this woman in front of him, who looked only in her thirties, was she Madam herself? Or her daughter?

A lot of people said the Seventh Young Master looked like the Old Master, only because they’d never seen what Madam looked like.

And the woman standing in front of him now looked more like the Seventh Young Master’s older sister.

Chi He didn’t know what was going on with the Seventh Young Master, but he himself was completely stunned.

But without Gu Beicheng’s order, the short knife in his hand still pressed against the middle‑aged man’s neck.

"Let him go." The woman swept a glance at Chi He and sat down on the single sofa.

Chi He jolted back to himself and turned his head to look at Gu Beicheng on the other side.

Gu Beicheng flicked his big hand; at some point, the cigar in his hand had already been dealt with.

"The dignified Seventh Young Master, and you’ve let yourself get like this for a little girl?" The woman shot a disdainful look at the man opposite her.

"Cancel the deal. I’ll pay the penalty. You can name any condition you want." Gu Beicheng said lightly.

Chi He let go of the middle‑aged man and stepped back to stand just behind and to the left of Gu Beicheng.

He really had to admire the Seventh Young Master—seeing the mother he’d been searching for for twenty years, he could still stay this calm.

What shocked Chi He even more was that the Seventh Young Master didn’t even ask anything, and instead, his first move was to protect Miss Niannian.

An ordinary person, seeing his own biological mother who’d been missing for twenty years, could handle it the way the Seventh Young Master was now—there really weren’t many like that.

People might think the Seventh Young Master didn’t love his mother enough, but Chi He knew very clearly that was impossible.

"My condition is very simple—I want her dead." The woman’s voice was even lower than Gu Beicheng’s. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"So what you mean is, you don’t even care whether your own son lives or dies?" Gu Beicheng stared fixedly at the woman opposite him.

"That’s exactly why I can’t let her live." The woman’s voice was cold.

When it came to indifference, which one of this mother and son was colder than the other?

All these years, the Seventh Young Master had long been used to coldness. Only after Miss Niannian appeared did he start living a somewhat normal life.

And Madam? Her son she hadn’t seen in twenty years risked his life to find this place, yet she wasn’t surprised? Not moved at all?

This woman was Madam, not some older or younger sister; maybe because she’d been living deep in the mountains, she’d kept herself well‑maintained.

On top of that, her natural beauty made her look much younger than her actual age.

Still, her attitude really surprised Chi He. No—he should say, everything happening right now was completely beyond what he’d expected.

Who could have thought that on this trip to Bing City they would run into Madam? And under these circumstances.

"My business is none of your concern." Gu Beicheng said coldly.

"Wrong. As long as you carry my blood, I get to interfere." The woman shot back immediately.

"My mom’s surname is Shao, not Qiu." Gu Beicheng’s lips curved. "I’ll say it again—cancel the deal, and you can name any condition you want."

"Otherwise..."

"You’ll kill us, is that it?" The woman’s lips curved as she cut Gu Beicheng off.

"If you want to do it, then just do it. I already died once twenty years ago anyway. But you can’t kill Han. Twenty years ago, he saved my life."

"Do it." Gu Beicheng glanced at her and spoke in an icy voice.

As soon as his words fell, Chi He once again locked the middle‑aged man in place, pressing the short knife to his neck.

The man’s face showed no trace of fear; he was even able to set the cup in his hand steadily down on the table.

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