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"Alright."

Lu Yiyao replied indifferently and put the letter back into his pocket.

After Gu Nianshi walked for five minutes, Lu Yiyao returned to Lin Ange's side. Turning back, his emotions were even more depressing and solemn than before he left. His expression was still as calm as still water. Other than the love in his eyes growing deeper, it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

"Peace …"

Lu Yiyao walked to Lin Ange's side and leaned over. When he saw that her eyes were swollen like a peach, his heart tightened.

"An An, don't cry …"

"…"

Lin Ange didn't say anything. She just blinked her long, thin, and teary eyelashes. Her face grew paler and paler, and she looked so beautiful that it made one's heart ache.

Lu Yiyao reached out his right hand and touched her cheek.

On his palm, it was warm and cool.

His cheeks were ice-cold.

Lin Ange's eyes were a little dazed. Her gaze was weak as she stared fixedly at the ceiling, but it also seemed like she was looking at Lu Yiyao.

Seeing her expression, a phrase inexplicably popped up in Lu Yiyao's head.

His heart was dead.

He wished that he could slap himself in the face.

Why didn't he protect her well? Why did he make her suffer one blow after another?

Didn't he say that he would never let anyone hurt her again?

Why was he so careful and let others hurt her?

Guilt and self-blame, churning in Lu Yiyao's heart, that kind of complex emotion revealed from the bottom of his eyes.

His heart was torn asunder, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Peace …"

He lay down beside her and took her in his arms. He whispered softly.

"I'm sorry …"

"..."

Pear City.

Clear Cloud Pavilion.

The sky was slightly bright.

A few black bulletproof vehicles came out in a line, their speed extremely fast, as if they were black phantoms sliding across the last darkness before dawn.

Sitting in the middle bulletproof car was Lin Ange's father, Bo Yuheng.

Only the belt at his waist was incomparably bright.

He sat alone in the spacious back seat with his eyes slightly closed. It seemed as if he was resting his eyes, or was he thinking about something?

Sitting in the front passenger seat was his top confidential secretary, Fu Qinglun. He was wearing a gray shirt and dark blue pants, and he looked to be in the right. At this moment, he looked around with bright eyes.

From Pear City to Li City, the distance was not close. However, Bo Yuheng didn't choose to take the plane, so he didn't know what was the meaning behind it.

Fu Qinglun's phone vibrated. He couldn't help but turn around and look. Then, he pressed the answer button and lowered his voice.

"Hey …"

"Secretary Fu, something happened to Lin Ange …"

It was difficult to conceal the excitement in the other party's voice.

"What happened to her?"

Fu Qinglun's voice was extremely soft.

"She slipped. "The two children are gone …"

The other party chuckled sinisterly.

Fu Qinglun's heart tightened, but his emotions were extremely complicated. Moreover, he wasn't happy in the slightest like the other party, and wasn't able to smile at all. With a slight loss of heart, Lin Angeli felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

As a mother, losing children in succession was a heartbreaking thing.

"Alright, I understand."

Fu Qinglun replied in a rather serious and courteous manner.

"Secretary Fu, tell the king that I have dealt with all matters regarding Yunjing …"

The tone of the other party was slightly arrogant.

"Yes."

Fu Qinglun replied indifferently with a slightly impatient expression.

"Secretary Fu, have you all set off yet?"

The other party asked again.

"That's not something you should ask."

Fu Qinglun replied coldly.

With this sentence, the positions of both sides stood.

"Alright then. Secretary Fu, let's do it this way first."

The other side was startled for half a second, then laughed sinisterly.

"Gu Anhe?"

As soon as Fu Qinglun hung up the phone, a sharp voice came from behind him.

"Yes, my lord."

"What did he say?"

Bo Yuheng still had his eyes closed. His face seemed to be wearing a mask with a glint of cold light. His entire body was emitting a cold aura.

"He said that Miss Ange is mischievous …"

After Fu Qinglun finished his sentence, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva due to his nervousness.

"Slider?"

Bo Yuheng suddenly opened his eyes, the deep gaze of the falcon was ice-cold.

"Gu Anhe did it?"

"It should be …"

Before Fu Qinglun could finish his sentence, Bo Yuheng's private phone rang.

Only a few people knew of this phone call. Even Yuwen Nansheng didn't know the number.

"Second Young Master …"

He glanced at the screen and the corner of his mouth twitched. He smiled coldly for a moment before answering the call.

"Long time no see …"

The person who called him was unexpectedly the Jun Family, Second Young Master and Jun Moshang.

Actually, to be more accurate, it should have been a long time since they contacted each other.

"Second Young Master, what's the matter?"

Bo Yuheng's voice was like a eagle's cry, sharp and cold.

"It's been a long time since we've contacted each other in the main hall. Do you like the gift I'm giving you?"

Jun Moshang was sitting in the study of Maple Pavilion, playing with the jade thumb ring in his hand.

"A gift?"

Bo Yuheng didn't react immediately.

"Lin Ange …"

Jun Moshang reminded them word by word.

"It's you?!"

Bo Yuheng narrowed his sinister eyes and asked in a neither light nor heavy tone.

"Main Hall, I don't know if my information is wrong? I wonder if this gift is suitable for you? "

"Very good."

Bo Yuheng's expression turned even darker, with a sharp look on his face. Although his sitting posture hadn't changed, a wave of murderous intent had already condensed around his body.

"That's good."

On the other end, Jun Moshang seemed to heave a sigh of relief.

"Second Young Master, you don't have to be polite. What do you want?"

Bo Yuheng said in a cold voice, neither fast nor slow.2

A trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes.

Lin Ange was his daughter, so even if she wanted to make a move, he would have to arrange for her to do so. If others were to make a move, it would be declaring war on him.

Unfortunately, Jun Moshang didn't know all of this.

"Hall, I only want 'N9'"

Jun Moshang didn't beat around the bush with him and directly told him his purpose.

"Second Young Master, I can't help you with that."

What kind of person was Bo Yuheng? Not only was he cold, but he was also extremely shrewd. Not to mention Jun Moshang, even Jun Linchuan was slightly inferior to him.

"Grand Hall, I know you can do it."

Jun Moshang was polite but also slightly complimented.

"Second Young Master, why didn't you find Eldest Young Master?" "He's the eldest brother of your siblings?!"

"In the great hall, it is precisely because he is the elder brother of my mother and brothers that I cannot look for him."

"Second Young Master, you really want me to help you?"

Bo Yuheng's tone was a bit more relaxed, but his expression turned darker and darker.

"Of course."

Jun Moshang couldn't help but sneer when he saw Bo Yuheng's words start to loosen up.

"I knew it, he would definitely agree."

"Second Young Master, why don't you seek further? I'm afraid the 'investment' is a bit big?"

"Main Hall, I know. "Today's' gift 'is just a token of my sincerity …"

"Second Young Master, you must think this through. "If you go back on your word, you will be eternally doomed."

Bo Yuheng said with a faint smile.

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