One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

A vast wilderness was not far from where the cars had stopped.

Right then, the sky was dark with generous splashes of black ink and not a star in sight as it turned to night.

Two teams of men had agreed to meet in this wilderness to make a deal.

The van parked at the roadside was filled with military weapons, altogether priced at two hundred million yuan of hard cash.

Amid the crowd of crisp suits was Gu Jinglian, with heavily armed bodyguards around him. He was wearing a white shirt with a draped long trench coat and black slim pants. It was dark in color, which made him almost blend into the night.

His straight, raven-black hair was sleek and hugged his scalp. There were a few fine, loose strands of fringe, which he had not gotten to trimming for some time, covering his pair of deep-set eyes.

His eyebrows gave off an austere and evil veneer. There was a tear mole at the corner of one of his untamed and slightly slanting upward eyes, which added a dash of diabolism to his aura.

His angular features cut a profound shadow in the night. A stud on his ear was extremely eye-catching, and complemented well his evil, impetuous temperament.

He was extremely good-looking, and such a handsome face was somewhat out of place with his identity.

When he first took control of the mafia group, he was just a young teenager. The day he came into power, he was wearing such an outfit, too. He looked like a dashing, young general with his beautiful face. No one in the Gu family, from the elders down to the hall masters, took him to heart.

However, contrary to his appearance, he was extremely vicious.

From the moment he held the head of the household position, it had taken him merely half a year to get rid of the opposition within the family and convinced everyone that he was fit for the job.

Underneath the beautiful appearance was an extremely frigid heart, with mean streaks that could make anyone shudder.

It was said that one of the elders wanted to seize power and sideline him from his position.

The man was not bothered by their blood ties, or the fact that the person in question was his uncle, and severed the older man’s tendons and palms before expelling him from the clan, without batting an eyelid.

This very well displayed his evilness.

In the night, the cold wind raged.

He silently lit a cigarette. As a dense wisp of smoke escaped his lips, a bodyguard suddenly came over and whispered into his ear.

“Sir, the other team has arrived.”

“Oh?”

He gave his subordinate a slightly oblique glance, and the voice which escaped his lips was incomparably clear and extremely magnetic.

“How many are there?”

“Twenty people and five cars.”

He licked his lips. “There’s no vehicle?”

“The other side said to trade with the van and tow it away directly.”

“Okay.”

He flicked his cigarette ash and commented casually, “Let all of them come over.”

“Roger.”

The man retreated, and not long after that, all the men from the other party were brought over.

The people who came over were also in black. The leader, tall and thin, was a little older with a beard and deep wrinkles. It was obvious that the man was only thirty years old, but his vicissitudes made him seem more like a fifty-year-old fellow, similar to a rotten, aged tree.

“Master Gu, sorry to have kept you waiting; we actually arrived early, but we got the wrong direction as we’re unfamiliar with the place.”

The man opened his mouth and the trademark hoarse smoker’s voice could be heard.

Gu Jinglian turned sideways and faced him, scrutinizing the speaker with his penetrating gaze.

The man knew the customs. He quickly walked forward and extended his hand politely to exchange courtesies.