WHEN FATE PULLS THE TRIGGER

Prologue

Bang!

The gunshot shattered the silence.

Yibo's hand remained raised as smoke curled from the barrel. Across the rain-soaked street, a man stumbled beneath the streetlight.

One step.

Two.

Then he fell.

Yibo froze.

His eyes widened when he recognized the face.

Darren.

The young entrepreneur he'd met only hours ago.

The man who had confidently presented his business proposal, making Yibo and Haoxuan impressed enough to agree to a collaboration.

The man Yibo had genuinely liked.

And now he was dead.

"No..."

Yibo lowered the gun, staring at him in disbelief.

Before he could move, Haoxuan noticed a glint from a nearby rooftop.

A rifle.

Pointed directly at Yibo.

Bang!

Haoxuan fired.

The attacker dropped.

"Yibo. We have to go."

Yibo didn't move.

"I didn't know it was him," he whispered.

Haoxuan grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

By morning, the truth had already been buried.

Gang clash.

That was the official story.

Darren's case was closed.

But his death left someone behind.

His fiancé.

Xiao Zhan.

Their wedding was only a month away.

Now Zhan stood alone, holding Darren's photograph while the company he had left behind slowly fell into debt.

Zhan had lost the man he loved.

He refused to lose everything Darren had built too.

So he stepped into the business world, determined to save the company and quietly discover what had really happened.

His path soon led him toward one mysterious name-

Wang Corporation.

A powerful company whose CEO nobody had ever seen.

And somewhere behind that empire was a man feared by the underground.

Wangji.

Zhan didn't know his face.

He didn't know his identity.

And he had no idea that the man responsible for Darren's death was already waiting in his path.

Because sometimes...

fate doesn't bring people together.

It pulls the trigger.