pertwk Chapter 300, End of Volume 3: New Life, New Journey
Chapter 300, End of Volume 3: New Life, New Journey
The evening breeze from the Western Hills carried a refreshing scent of pine, and the sweltering heat that had raged all day was now completely subsided into a deep, serene blue.
Lin Zhou stood straight on the terrace, his hands casually resting on the white marble railing.
His back was broad and strong, like a steel spine that could withstand even the collapse of the sky. His eyes, once soaked in bloodshed and scheming, were now unusually reflecting the entire gentle galaxy.
At that very moment, a soft, rhythmic footstep sound came from behind.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of soft, jade-like hands naturally wrapped around his waist and abdomen. Su Qingge's familiar, cool yet gentle aura instantly enveloped him completely.
She leaned gently against his back, her cheek pressed against the thick fabric of his shirt.
Feeling the steady, rhythmic heartbeat in his chest, Su Qingge felt that the seven years of ups and downs had been completely soothed in that one second.
The visuals are beautiful, like a timeless moment frozen in an old movie.
"What are you thinking about? You were so lost in thought that you didn't even notice me coming over."
Su Qingge murmured softly, her voice carrying a languid and sticky sweetness born of pregnancy.
Lin Zhou covered her soft, boneless hand with his other hand, his fingertips gently caressing the black diamond ring that symbolized sole power, a deep smile playing on his lips.
"I'm thinking, looking back on this journey, it really feels like a joke."
Lin Zhou turned around and pulled Su Qingge into his arms, resting his chin affectionately on the crown of her head.
"Seven years ago, I was the Su family's abandoned son, whom everyone avoided, a good-for-nothing who couldn't even protect the woman he loved."
"At that time, I had nothing but the self-righteous pride in my pocket."
Su Qingge looked up, her peach blossom eyes sparkling.
"But that good-for-nothing left me with the most precious spark of hope in my life during the darkest of times."
Lin Zhou laughed heartily, a sharp and mad glint flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, so this spark spread throughout Southeast Asia, spread throughout Wall Street, and finally spread back to Beijing, turning me into an unreasonable godfather."
From an exiled nobody to the Lin family patriarch who controls the fate of the world, from the humiliating birthday banquet at the Su family to the Xishan Fortress that is now the focus of everyone's attention.
Lin Zhou not only reclaimed everything that belonged to the Lin family, but also carved out an absolute haven for his wife and daughters in this cruel jungle law.
He finally protected everything he wanted to protect, and those scoundrels who had stabbed him in the back have long since turned into dust in history.
And that regret that once kept him up all night and almost drove him crazy is now real and vividly nestled in his arms.
They even brought a delightful little surprise.
"Qingge, make a wish."
Lin Zhou pressed his ear against her earlobe, his voice as deep as an ancient zither soaked in a cold pool, carrying an absolute, terrifying tenderness.
Su Qingge closed her eyes and carefully protected her still flat stomach with both hands.
"I hope... next winter we can take our two children to the Maldives to see the sea."
"I hope you won't risk your life for those so-called 'source code' anymore."
"I hope Lin Zhou will always be Su Qingge's Lin Zhou, and not that monster that makes the world tremble."
As Lin Zhou listened to these simple yet extravagant wishes, the icy coldness that once belonged to the god of death in his eyes completely melted away.
"Okay, I promise you everything."
Lin Zhou made a decisive promise, his tone domineering and arrogant.
"No matter how those people fight outside, the lights of Xishan will never go out."
"Whether it's me or the little one who's coming soon, we'll be the strongest defense for you in this lifetime."
at this time.
Inside the manor's restaurant, Nuonuo was struggling to hold up a small fork, trying to spear the top-quality fruit that Lao Chen had just cut.
"Grandpa Chen, why are Daddy and Mommy out in the cold wind? Is it because the baby wants to hear your whispers again?"
The child asked in a soft, childlike voice, her earnest little face making Old Chen burst into laughter through his tears again.
"Yes, young master, the adults are telling Erbao a long and great story."
Looking at the two overlapping figures outside the window, Old Chen was filled with profound emotions.
The journey of Volume Three concludes here with a perfect yet awe-inspiring ending.
This is no longer the revenge path of a discarded pawn, but the guardian legend of a godfather.
The camera slowly and steadily pulls back.
Beyond those luxurious and sturdy white walls, beyond those sophisticated and cold-blooded defense systems.
The entire Xishan Fortress was bathed in the thick darkness of night, radiating a brilliant and dazzling light.
From the air, it doesn't look like a private property in this concrete jungle.
It is more like a great beacon standing atop the Far East, capable of illuminating world peace and order.
Beneath this lighthouse, all the conspiracies and killings were instantly dispersed by the powerful optical disc player, leaving only an absolute and ultimate peace.
however.
On the distant, mist-shrouded high seas.
A submarine without any markings is slowly surfacing.
Inside the submarine, a holographic screen was displaying detailed data monitoring charts about Su Qingge's pregnancy.
"Lin Zhou, do you really believe that life represents hope?"
A cold, metallic voice echoed in the sealed cabin.
"No, life is the most vulnerable point in the world."
"Let's get that 'hunter' on his way. We'll give him a 'surprise' gift at the beginning of Volume 4."
The light on the screen illuminated a face distorted by burns—the Black Bishop's last trump card.
The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.
But on the terrace of Xishan, Lin Zhou seemed to sense something, and he coldly turned around and glanced at the void.
A disdainful smile played on his lips.
"Honey, let's come inside, it's getting windy."
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Lin Zhou, with Su Qingge in his arms, calmly walked into the warm, lit space.
With the heavy mahogany door closing once again, the third volume, "The Rise of the Godfather," came to a complete end.
And that brand new chapter, full of unknowns and even more insane games—Volume 4, "World Map"—is opening with a powerful bang, accompanied by the faint heartbeat of an infant.
"Lin Zhou, what were you laughing at just now?"
"I'm laughing. Some people probably really don't know how many ways there are to write the word 'death'."
The sounds of conversation were completely drowned out by this prosperous and bustling scene.
Everything has just begun.