Sunlight fell through the leaves, forming patches of light on his face such that he looked lazy and satisfied.
“Young Master.” At this moment, a voice sounded. “It has ended. Qi Junze’s dead.”
Upon hearing this, the man rolled over and said with child-like stubbornness, “That’s not fun.”
“Qi Junze is indeed like trash. The organization lent him so many men, but he actually lost so badly. If it wasn’t for Lin Wanxin who helped him as his confidant, he wouldn’t even have been qualified to fight Lu Zhanbei.”
The man laughed lightly. “Of course, a person who’s like a lousy piece of mud can’t climb up the wall.”
After pausing, he said with interest, “On the other hand, Lu Zhanbei’s woman is pretty interesting.”
“If she didn’t have anything to her, how would Lu Zhanbei fall in love with her?”
The man didn’t say anything.
After a long while, he sat up. “Let’s go. It’s a wasted trip.”
The assistant saw that he looked excited and suggested, “If Young Master finds it boring, why don’t I plan a game? Country M and Country Y have recently been having conflicts. If they fight, it should be interesting.”
“Let’s see how it’ll play out.”
The man jumped down lightly and seemed to recall something suddenly.
“What’s the progress for what I’ve gotten you to check for me?”
“I can’t find anything out. Perhaps no one knows why Mo Jiushang chose to mingle with Lu Zhanbei.”
The man didn’t blame him but, instead, laughed. “That’s true as well. If you can find out things about Mo Jiushang, you would have long been the boss of the organization.”
The assistant coughed and seemed to be embarrassed. “Sir, I personally feel that Mo Jiushang’s more dangerous than Lu Zhanbei. Young Master will formally become Lu Zhanbei’s enemy sooner or later. If Mo Jiushang chooses to help him, it won’t be ideal for your plans.”
“He won’t.”
The man wandered through the dense forest leisurely and hummed an unknown tune. The melody was pleasant, but there was a lingering sadness.
“He’s too lazy to help.”
…
As Lin Wanwan and Lu Zhanbei were both injured, they went to Gao Yang for treatment once they returned to the Imperial Capital.
Lin Wanwan herself couldn’t remember how long she had not rested. Once her head hit the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Zhanbei brushed apart the messy strands of hair on her forehead and gave her a light kiss.
When she woke up, it was already the next day.
The three days of leave Lin Wanwan had applied for had passed. Although she felt that she hadn’t rested enough, she was desperately urged by Yue Xiang to return and she had no choice but to rush back to the production studio.
After she’d had a day of recuperation, the bruises on Lin Wanwan’s face had pretty much subsided, leaving only a faint trace.
When the makeup artist put on makeup for her and saw these bruises, she exclaimed in shock, “Wanwan, who hit you?”
This cry attracted quite a number of people to lean over.
Lin Qingxi sized up her face. “Oh my, Wanwan. You wouldn’t be a victim of domestic abuse, right? Your boyfriend’s too vicious. How could he do this to you?”
“…” Lin Wanwan also wanted to faint.
Lin Qingxi’s words made everyone discuss about domestic violence. Some people looked at Lin Wanwan with pity and compassion. Some were gloating.
“Stop.”
Lin Wanwan raised her hand and interrupted their discussions.
“I just ran into a small car accident when I was traveling overseas during the past few days. Furthermore, based on my identity, who’d dare to subject me to domestic violence?”
Everyone thought of what a man-eating night-blooming cereus she was and couldn’t help but smile. However, they disapproved in their hearts.
Even if she had some martial art skills, if her financier made a move on her, would she dare to retaliate?