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Lu Yiyao's dark and narrow eyes shrank as a cold ray of light flashed past them.

"Gu Anhe, you are you, he is him."

He already knew that the person who called him was Gu Anhe.

"Director Lu, if I say. Now that I'm inviting you on his behalf, will you still refuse? "

"On behalf of him? Gu Anhe, you really overestimate yourself. "

Lu Yiyao said sarcastically.

"Director Lu, without his' instruction ', would I dare to send those photos to your wife?"

Gu Anhe smiled evilly.

Lu Yiyao's heart sank. The cold light in his eyes was like a sharp arrow. Sure enough, this' snitch 'was the person he suspected.

"How is it? "Director Lu?"

Gu Anhe charmingly said once again.

"Gu Anhe, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and go back to the Li City."

Lu Yiyao's deep eyes tightened inch by inch, and a sharp arc appeared on his lower jaw.

"I'm sorry, but I've never learned how to 'scram' in my life. How about you teach me personally, Director Lu? "

Gu Anhe sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. There was a cigarette between his fingers, and it was filled with smoke. His devilishly cold face was somewhat unclear. The scarlet smoke and fire was like the red tongue of a venomous snake, extremely terrifying.

"…"

Lu Yiyao was infuriated. He didn't want to say another word to him, so he hung up the phone immediately.

Du du du.

As he hung up the call, Gu Anhe's pupils contracted. The left corner of his mouth twitched. An arrogant demonic smile appeared on his face.

"Young master …"

A woman wearing a black suit walked over. Her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail. There was no bangs on her hair, and her forehead was exposed. Her facial features were Eurasian, yet there was a trace of heroic spirit in them.

"A Fu, what's the matter?"

"Young Master, something happened to 'Yunjing No.1'?"

A Fu stood in front of him with her hands clasped together, nodding slightly. Her voice was cold.

"What happened?"

Gu Anhe's deep blue eyes narrowed. He took a drag from his cigarette, raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"The construction site dug out the 'thing'?"

A Fu replied without panicking.

"What 'thing'?"

Gu Anhe's legs were still crossed lazily and he lowered his gaze. The finger holding the cigarette shook and flicked the ash into the ashtray.

"Wreckage."

"Dead?"

A Fu's words were elegant, while Gu Anhe's words were vulgar, but his meaning was the same.

"Yes, young master, and more than one."

"What?!"

The light in Gu Anhe's eyes suddenly tightened. His folded long legs abruptly loosened. The lonely burning fireworks burned his fingers. With a flinch of his fingers, he threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray.

The smoke was still curling up.

He quickly stood up, put his hands on his waist, and the veins on his forehead started popping out.

Of course he knew how serious it was.

A shutdown was inevitable.

"Who did it?!"

He gritted his teeth as his entire face became ferocious.

"Young master, this is not artificial."

Even though he looked extremely frightening, A Fu didn't have the slightest bit of fear towards him. She slightly raised her head and replied calmly.

"What do you mean? Not artificial, could it be that we managed to dig out an ancient tomb? "

Gu Anhe's anger overflowed into the heavens as his eyes changed. The black and blue colors were like rolling black clouds.

"It's possible."

A Fu said faintly.

"What?!"

Gu Anhe was shocked and a sinister look appeared in the bottom of his eyes. Those half-squinting eyes were like the eyes of a venomous snake, causing fear to arise in one's heart.

"Young Master, I'm afraid there's no way to cover this up. What should we do next?"

"You said you can't hide it? What else do we have to do? "

Gu Anhe rebuked angrily.

"…"

A Fu slowly lowered her head again. A glimmer of light flashed across the depths of her eyes.

"Shit!"

Gu Anhe's face was terrifyingly gloomy and his entire face started to twitch.

What should he do?

What should he do?

He walked back and forth in front of the sofa with his hands on his hips.

'Yunjing No.1 ', this project involved too much of his effort. This project was a very important 'chess piece' he had made his way into the Yunjing Market. Moreover, he had already invested a lot.

If the construction site really had an ancient tomb, then this project would definitely have gone down the drain. Those investments were bound to yield nothing.

After much tossing and turning, it was all for naught in the end.

He could not accept this.

A Fu stood quietly, waiting for his instructions.

In the huge living room, the air pressure suddenly dropped, and the sound of falling needles could be heard.

Gu Anhe paced back and forth in front of the sofa, but he still didn't have a clue.

Buzz buzz.

His phone vibrated.

How could he have the mood to answer?

A Fu lowered her head and glanced at the phone he had thrown on the coffee table.

"Young Master, it's Pear City."

"…"

Gu Anhe stopped walking and turned to the side, coldly glancing at her.

"It's a call from Pear City."

A Fu spoke up once again.

Gu Anhe glanced at her, then turned around and bent down to pick up the phone.

"Master …"

"Gu Anhe, how dare you!"

The moment the other party opened his mouth, he immediately scolded him harshly.

"I …"

Gu Anhe, who was always arrogant and charming, was speechless.

"Gu Anhe, if you dare to act on your own again, let's see how I'll take care of you!"

The tone of the other party was stern, and a powerful pressure was transmitted through the radio waves. The short lecture carried a sense of majesty that was high up in the sky.

"Master, please listen to my explanation …"

Gu Anhe tried to explain, but the other side interrupted him with a cold voice.

"There's no need to explain."

"…"

"Gu Anhe, you better behave yourself. If you cause any trouble, be responsible."

After he finished speaking harshly, he hung up the phone.

Gu Anhe's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his eyes that were mixed with black and blue were like venom spat out by a venomous snake.1

Bang.

A Fu threw her phone forward and dodged to the side.

Crack.

The cellphone hit the television and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"…"

A Fu stood there without a word.

"Let's go!"

Gu Anhe cursed a few times before he took a step forward and shouted at A Fu.

"Yes, young master."

A Fu followed him.

Soon after, the two bodyguards also went out.

"..."

Yunjing.

Yunxi Courtyard.

"Young Master, it's just as you expected. The construction site of Yunjing No.1 has indeed dug out an 'item'."

A Zuo, who was wearing a half-mask, walked in with a bowl of freshly brewed soup.

Ye Xiaochen was lying on his back with an old copy of "Fox Star" in his hand.

"What's Gu Anhe's reaction?"

Ye Xiaochen closed the book, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and the lines on his lips became more and more clear. Her lips were slightly pale.

"He's already on his way."

A Zuo passed the medicine bowl to him.

Ye Xiaochen took it and stirred it with the white porcelain spoon. A faint medicinal fragrance slowly suffused into the air.

"This time, no matter how formidable his methods are, he won't be able to turn the tables."

A Zuo said again.

"Heh …"

Ye Xiaochen sneered and slowly drank his medicine.

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