"Come in."
Suppressing his murderous intent, Yang Xu spoke coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Blacky pushed open the door and immediately felt a blast of cold air hit him.
Seeing Yang Xu's gloomy face and Whitey trembling beside him, he immediately became cautious.
He's still young, he doesn't want to become organic fertilizer!
"How's the matter going?"
Yang Xu spoke in a low voice, clearly trying his best to control his emotions.
He desperately needs good news right now, otherwise he's afraid he might not be able to resist the urge to kill someone!
Swallowing hard, Blacky gritted his teeth.
"Young Master, I have conveyed your message to Miss Ye. She asked me to bring back a message."
Whew~
Hearing this, Yang Xu felt much better.
It was all for nothing that he put on such a gentle and refined gentlemanly demeanor in front of Ye Qingying; it seems he has already taken a big step towards success.
Winning over Ye Qingying is just around the corner!
As for that bitch Qin Yan, one day he will teach her a lesson in cruelty.
"What message did Qingying ask you to deliver?"
With a smile on his face, Yang Xu slowly picked up the glass of red wine on the table.
He looked confident and assured of victory.
In his view, Ye Qingying was nothing more than shyly saying a few sweet nothings, but she left a deep impression on him.
Seeing Yang Xu's barely suppressed smile, Blacky's eyelids twitched, and he took a deep breath.
"Miss Ye wants... wants you to wash your face properly and look in the mirror..."
After saying that, Blacky lowered his head, his body trembling.
Actually, this is a translation that he embellished.
Ye Qingying's exact words were just one word: Get out!
Concise and clear, expressing one's thoughts directly.
He naturally dared not say it verbatim, so he could only express it in a slightly more euphemistic way.
Beside him, Whitey gripped his thigh tightly, trying hard not to laugh out loud.
Just as Blacky finished speaking, the wine glass in Yang Xu's hand was crushed with a "bang".
The temperature in the room instantly dropped to freezing point, and a tremendous killing intent swept outwards from Yang Xu as the center.
Whitey and his companion felt a chill run down their spines and found it difficult to breathe.
Oh no, oh no, this is it!
"Okay, very good."
Yang Xu's eyes were bloodshot, and veins were bulging on his forehead.
For his own safety, Whitey steeled himself and spoke tremblingly.
"Young Master, please don't be angry. Our most important task now is to complete the task the old man entrusted to us. We must not lose our composure."
Blacky chimed in, agreeing with him.
This fatso is the first person I've ever found so pleasing to the eye.
As expected, Yang Xu calmed down instantly upon hearing the words "old man".
With both hands firmly on the sandalwood table, he struggled to suppress the surging killing intent and rage within him, and said in a deep voice,
"Go find out where that bitch Qin Yan went!"
"If we can't find it, don't come back..."
Large beads of sweat slid down their cheeks, and Whitey and his companion nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, young master, we'll go right away."
Only after they walked out did the two of them breathe a sigh of relief.
My clothes were already soaked with cold sweat and clung tightly to my back.
Whitey Blacky: Damn it, that scared the hell out of me! I almost lost my life!
Having such a perverted beast as a master is the worst luck imaginable.
Just then, the sound of an antique vase being smashed came from inside the room, which frightened the two so much that they didn't dare to stay and quickly left.
As evening fell, the setting sun, like blood, dyed the entire sky a brilliant orange-red.
Outside the Southwest Airport, rows of luxury cars were neatly lined up.
"Isn't that the Ding family's convoy? They look like they're waiting for someone."
"Even the eldest daughter of the Ding family has come. Just who is so influential?"
Many passersby watched from a distance, chatting amongst themselves.
In the convoy, a woman wearing a leather jacket and with shoulder-length short hair was leaning against the car door.
She exuded a cool and aloof aura, her pretty face devoid of any expression.
At that moment, two figures appeared at the airport entrance; they were Jiang Cheng and Qin Yan.
"Little Yan'er, you've finally arrived."
A smile appeared on the woman's cold face as she stepped forward and hugged Qin Yan tightly.
"Shengnan, that's enough, let go now."
Qin Yan's delicate face was filled with helplessness, and she spoke in a bad mood.
She's a married woman now; it's inappropriate for them to be hugging and cuddling in public.
Even if this person is his best friend, Jiang Cheng is still watching from the sidelines.
"It's been so long, can't I hug you a little longer?"
Ding Shengnan pouted in dissatisfaction, but still let go.
Anyway, there's plenty of time tonight, so she's not in a hurry.
"By the way, Shengnan, let me introduce you."
Qin Yan affectionately linked arms with Jiang Cheng and said with a smile, "This is Jiang Cheng, my man!"
Man?!
Ding Shengnan frowned slightly, squinting her beautiful eyes as she looked Jiang Cheng up and down.
"Jiang Cheng, this is Ding Shengnan, the eldest daughter of the Ding family in Southwest China, and also my good friend."
Qin Yan introduced them enthusiastically.
"Hello, Ms. Ding."
Jiang Cheng nodded politely to Ding Shengnan, feeling a mix of emotions.
Indeed, birds of a feather flock together!
Unlike Qin Yan's mature and elegant temperament, Ding Shengnan in front of her was cool and a bit like a school bully.
Without exception, they are all exceptionally beautiful and rare.
Ding Shengnan gave a muffled "hmm," her attitude appearing somewhat indifferent.
This left Jiang Cheng bewildered; he didn't seem to have offended the young lady of the Ding family in front of him.
Moreover, as a grandmaster Martial Artist, he clearly sensed a hint of hostility in Ding Shengnan's eyes when she looked at him.
Perhaps this is just their personality!
Jiang Cheng didn't think much of it; after all, it was their first meeting, and he couldn't expect others to be overly enthusiastic towards him.
"Shengnan, let's go."
Qin Yan smiled slightly.
"Okay, sure."
Ding Shengnan's gaze lingered on the two people's intertwined arms for a few seconds before she subtly looked away and nodded.
This scene naturally did not escape Jiang Cheng's notice.
His expression immediately turned strange; he could actually detect a hint of doting and jealousy in it.
Considering Ding Shengnan's behavior just now, a somewhat immature guess came to mind...
As darkness fell, the neon lights became mottled.
An eerie atmosphere spread through the car.
"Shengnan, how is Grandpa Ding's health?"
Qin Yan parted her red lips slightly, breaking the silence.
Ding Shengnan nodded. "Grandpa is still in good health. His old injuries sometimes flare up, but it's nothing serious."
As the two talked, they soon arrived at the Ding family.
As a prominent family in Southwest China, Old Master Ding was also the top police officer.
The Ding family's residence is a traditional Chinese courtyard villa.
Artificial hills, flowing water, pavilions, and towers—it has everything, creating a magnificent and grand spectacle!
As soon as the group got out of the car, a man with an upright and righteous face walked over.
"Dad," Ding Shengnan said.
The man hummed in agreement, smiled, and looked at Qin Yan and the other woman, giving Jiang Cheng a particularly long look.
"Qin Yan, you've finally arrived! The old man was just wondering why you hadn't come yet."
"Uncle Ding."
Qin Yan took Jiang Cheng's arm and spoke with a smile.
After a few brief pleasantries, the group entered the room.