As his body plummeted uncontrollably, Qin Xiu was consumed by hatred for Tian Suimei.
She was his murderer—and had chosen the cruelest method imaginable:
not a swift death, but a slow, inescapable descent into despair, leaving him alive just long enough to realize he was doomed.
The helicopter shrank in his vision until it vanished beyond sight. Gazing up at the drifting clouds, Qin Xiu—knowing death was inevitable—couldn't help but entertain a foolish, desperate plea:
Heaven, please… if you've seen how pitifully I've lived my first half-life as nothing but a lovesick fool, spare me just this once.
Whether fate heard his prayer or his luck was simply otherworldly, he landed in a lush oasis—dense with towering trees.
As he fell, his clothes snagged on the first thick branch, tearing instantly under the force—but then caught on a second branch. After snapping through several limbs, his momentum was greatly reduced, and he finally landed on a soft bed of grass.
Against all odds, Qin Xiu survived.
But survival came at a brutal cost: multiple fractures, unable to stand for days, crawling to the oasis lake each day just to drink and stay alive.
Having "died" once, his mindset transformed completely. He vowed to return to S City, reclaim everything that was his—and make that venomous woman pay.
Thus began Qin Xiu's meteoric, almost game-like reversal of fortune.
He trekked alone across the barren desert—a near-impossible feat. Just as he neared death from exhaustion, a desert expedition team spotted him and rescued him in time.
When he tried to fly back home, however, he discovered Tian Suimei had somehow erased his passport and legal identity, rendering him an undocumented illegal immigrant. Instead of repatriating him, authorities deported him to a wild savanna teeming with predators.
There, the iron-willed Qin Xiu fought for survival. He stared down a lion, stole raw meat from hyenas, and once barely escaped being trampled during a wildebeest migration.
After finally smuggling himself out of the desert continent, he reached the Middle East—only to be dragged into a local war. To survive, he became a mercenary.
Fortunately, he met dozens of fellow Chinese mercenaries—some there for money, others forced like him. Quietly, Qin Xiu rallied them to his side.
He revealed his true identity: "I'm the Chairman of Qin Group. Follow me, and you'll all get rich."
Convinced, they pledged loyalty. Together, they staged a mutiny, seized weapons and vehicles, broke through enemy lines, and drove all the way back to their homeland.
Upon returning, Qin Xiu expected to reclaim his empire and reward his comrades—but instead learned he'd been legally declared dead. Worse, among the checks he'd signed half-asleep during his marriage were documents containing posthumous inheritance clauses. As a result, Qin Group had been transferred entirely to Tian Suimei—and by extension, Tianye Group.
Outwardly, Qin Xiu still wore his polite, gentle smile.
Inwardly, his thirst for vengeance grew fiercer by the day.
Among his comrades was a sharp-witted mercenary named Situ Chen, who often served as his strategist. In their darkest hour, Situ gave him crucial advice:
"Even if Qin Group is no longer yours, the old executives who built it alongside your father might still honor that bond. They could help you."
Qin Xiu agreed. He secretly contacted these elders, exposed Tian Suimei's treachery, and played the victim—successfully winning their sympathy and support.
But the real power in Qin Group now lay with executives Tianye had planted as insiders.
So Qin Xiu went underground, leading his battle-hardened brothers to confront each one—sometimes with heartfelt appeals, sometimes with the cold press of a gun. Through a mix of mercy and menace, he turned them all to his side.
Next, he hired lawyers and petitioned the state: he wasn't dead, and his assets must be restored.
Thanks to meticulous preparation, Qin Xiu effortlessly reclaimed Qin Group. Not stopping there, he anonymously leaked Tianye Group's scandals to the press, triggering a catastrophic stock crash. He bought shares aggressively—and was now on the verge of becoming Tianye's largest shareholder.
If his story were told to the media, it would be hailed as a miraculous, world-shaking comeback.
Now, dressed in a tailored suit and seated calmly in Tianye Group's conference room, Qin Xiu had risen from the ashes—but his revenge was not yet complete.
More precisely, it was incomplete.
Because Tian Suimei—the woman who had shattered his life—had fled overseas in fear before he could strike back.
When he publicly declared he was alive, Qin Xiu deliberately omitted the truth: that Tian Suimei had tried to murder him. He knew Tianye Group's influence was so vast that even if she were arrested, she'd likely walk free within two years—or evade justice entirely.
So he wouldn't rely on the law.
He would settle this himself.
This entire saga replayed in his mind as he lifted his head, fingers interlaced, and smiled at Tian Yushu.
"If Uncle Tian is truly troubled… just tell me where Tian Suimei is hiding. I'll go get her myself."
"Qin Xiu, I really don't know where Qing'er went," Tian Yushu replied carefully. "She's always been willful since childhood—never consults me about anything. Tell you what: I'll help you look for her too. The moment I hear anything, I'll let you know immediately."
His words carried a hidden message: This was all her doing—not mine.
Qin Xiu's star-like eyes lowered as he considered this. After a pause, he nodded.
"Very well. I appreciate your sincerity, Uncle Tian. Now, I'd like to review Tianye Group's second-half business plan for this year—so I can assess whether your company is truly worth my investment."
His ultimate revenge? To take control of Tianye Group, turning Tian Yushu and Tian Suimei into his puppets—trapped forever in his grasp.
But even in vengeance, profit came first. If Tianye proved unprofitable, he'd abandon rescue and choose another path:
bankruptcy.
Let father and daughter drown in lifelong debt.
It wouldn't be as satisfying—but if Tianye refused to cooperate, it would have to do.
Just as he resolved to prioritize business…
the elevator doors opened.
And his expression froze.
The very woman who had nearly killed him—Tian Suimei—
was standing right before him.
Since his "death," Qin Xiu had never smiled as genuinely as he did in this moment.
Was this… Heaven's justice?
Had the heavens truly opened their eyes?