On the shores of the Mediterranean Sea in Europe, it is located southeast of France. It is home to the Principality of Monaco, the smallest country in the world.
The world's smallest country is called the "country of gambling".
This gambling city attracts gamblers from all over the world who are keen on drunken gold fans. Even any small item can become a bargaining chip used by gamblers in gambling.
The turntable in the casino rotates day and night, continuing this unprecedented gambling era.
At this moment, it is 10 minutes in the middle of the night, and under the rich night sky of Monaco, the sky is shrouded in a dense sky.
A cool red Ferrari, supported by several black cars, stopped in front of the Monte Carlo casino, but the engine did not go out.
A few black-clad bodyguards got out of the car and opened the door of the Ferrari.
A pair of slender legs first stepped out of the car.
Subsequently, the woman's tall and perfect figure also drilled out of the body, and the tight women's suit not only reduced the sexiness of women, but also added a temptation.
And her stunning beauty is a cold look, although the cold air is compelling, but it also makes the rich tourists present at the same time can't help but look back.
Some young sons couldn't help but whistle and be extremely frivolous.
On the other side of the Ferrari, the door was also respectfully opened by the bodyguards.
His hair was like seaweed, and his broad high forehead revealed the demeanor of a king.
The man wore a classic black suit and was nearly 1.9 meters tall, making him look taller and taller. And the playful smile on the corner of the mouth and the remaining haze under the eyes make people feel arrogant.
The domineering aura he exuded seemed to be innate.
At the moment when his eyes were surging, he inadvertently felt a trembling sensation all over.
"Your Highness!" All the bodyguards present bowed and shouted in a deep voice.
The man is the president of the Italian Carden family, and he is also the one who wields the power of the mafia, the legendary king - Situ Huang.
Situ Huang smiled casually, but his eyes looked impartially at the back of the young master who had just whistled.
Under his eyes, a hint of murderous hunger flashed in an instant.
"Wide!" He moved his lower lip, and the male voice was hoarse but magnetic.
The black-clothed bodyguard called "Kuan" quickly approached him and replied, "Yes! Your Highness! "
"Solve! But I don't want his life! Bring him to see me in a while!" Situ Huang retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the brightly lit casino in front of him.
"Yes! Your Highness! Kuan nodded, and then the person ran in the direction where the young master had just left.
Luxury box on the top floor of Monte Carlo Casino.
In the box of several hundred square meters, a gorgeous carpet of rose red is laid.
A bunny girl in a black dance costume, a waiter with her hair in her hair, and a room full of fine wine and champagne."
The gambling table was a few meters long, but there were only two men sitting facing each other. One of the men was about forty years old, but he was equally dashing and handsome, and his index and middle fingers held a premium cigar.
Those extremely restless eyes turned to the woman next to the opposite man.
He took a puff of his cigar and lifted the cards in his hand, two old Kings, while the other side was a pair of Queens.
"In this game, Mr. Wren wins!" After the waiter finished speaking, he pushed all the chips in front of the other party in front of Ren.
Ren squinted his eyes, glanced sharply at the stunning woman opposite, and said with some deep meaning, "Mr. Situ!" I won this game again! But ..."
He deliberately paused, and said heavily, "But gambling on chips seems a bit boring!" "
The man opposite held his chin with one hand and raised his eyebrows. He has heroic sword eyebrows, a pair of shining eagle eyes, a tall and handsome nose bridge, and two thin and sexy lips.
Legend has it that people with thin lips are more cold-blooded and ruthless, but he still gives people a cruel and bloodthirsty taste.
"It's a bit boring! I don't know what Mr. Lei wants to bet on? Situ Huang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said playfully.
Wren's gaze moved boldly, and he looked at the woman who had already caught his attention. Stretched out his finger to the woman and smiled at her.
He looked at Situ Huang again and said jokingly, "It is rumored that Mr. Situ loves his secretary very much!" I don't know if I am lucky enough to bet on the chief secretary? "
The president of the Cardon family in Italy, there are so many women that he is like a king crossing the river, and he is also the king of the shopping mall and the prodigal son of the love field. But he left this woman alone as his secretary for five years!
What is the reason for this?
"Oh? Interesting! Situ Huang's arrogant handsome face did not show any surprise, but said lightly.
But the heroine Yuying on the side was unmoved, and her stunning face just looked forward calmly, but there was no focus.
The crimson lips were a little seductive.
But she didn't know that the more cold and arrogant she was, the more aroused men's desire to conquer.
Ren took another puff of his cigar, his eyes locked on her, "Mr. Situ!" In this case, if I win, then this game will be a bet on the chief secretary next to you for one night! "
"What if you lose?" Situ Huang was still smiling, but there was a hint of imperceptibility in his eyes, and he felt cruel.
Wren was obviously impressed by Yuying's charm, and his mind was full of thoughts that if he could win this game, this woman would be able to enjoy herself, and she would lose her soul overnight!
And he didn't notice the other party's haze at all, but said even more excitedly, "If Mr. Situ wins, I can agree to any conditions!" "
"Huh? Mr. Lei is really generous! Situ Huang's smile deepened.
He turned his head and glanced at the people on the side, "Yu! I don't thank Mr. Lei for looking up to you for this!" "
"Thank you, Mr. Lei!" Yu Ying heard his words, bowed and said.
Situ Huang nodded in satisfaction and met Ren's face, "Now we can start!" "
After getting the approval of the two, the waiter began to deal the cards.
Situ Huang is the banker.
The first card of both sides was not turned over.
The next second card, Mr. Wren gets a "2" and Mr. Situ Huang gets a "K".
Wren covered his hands and held the two cards in his hand, and glanced at the stunning woman on the side reluctantly. Only then did he withdraw his gaze, squint his eyes, and twist the card in his hand.
His fingers tapped lightly on the gambling table.
The waiter quickly handed over the third card, which was a "4".
"Please!" Situ Huang leaned back a little lazily and looked at the opponent in front of him. But behind the light in his eyes, there was a little boredom, and there was a hint of bloodthirstiness.
Wren laughed heartily, but his face was a little solemn, and his fingers tapped the gambling table a few more times.
The fourth card is a "5".
The atmosphere was a little tense, and Wren's Adam's apple slid. It's already the fifth card to add at this moment!
The waiter handed out the last card, and everyone waited and watched.
It's actually a "3"!
Suddenly, a smug smile curled up on the corner of Wren's mouth, looked up at the man in front of him, and said confidently, "Mr. Situ! I think I must win this game! "
"My hole card is an 'A'! Tsk tsk! It just so happens to be a straight! His voice was filled with infinite joy."
Situ Huang suddenly lost his composure, just staring at his trump card.
"Since I've won! So is the chief secretary next to Mr. Situ my person tonight? Wren said, stood up boldly, and walked up to her.
He reached out and took her hand and dropped a faint kiss on the back of her hand, "Beautiful Miss Yukage, it's an honor to spend a good night with you!" "
Thinking that soon he would spend a night with the legendary chief secretary under the jealousy of men all over the world, the surging in his heart was obviously easy to see.
"Thank you, Mr. Wren! But—" Yuying's cold and glamorous face actually raised a smile for the first time.
Wren was annoyed by her smile, and the tickling in his heart became even hotter, "But what? Beautiful Miss Feather Shadow!"
He said, and the hand holding her began to grope restlessly.
It was said that it was too late, but in an instant, Yu Ying pulled out the silenced pistol tied to his thigh under her tight skirt.
The gun muzzle was suddenly pressed against the forehead of a certain man.
"In—ah—" Inside the private room, the bunny girls screamed in fear.
Rain was panicked, quickly putting his hand down and not daring to move a muscle. But he had seen his fair share of big scenes, so he still maintained his composure, though his heart was racing.
"What? Is it said that Mr.Situ Huang, the president of the Italian Carden family, wants to turn hostile if he loses?"
His tone was frivolous, yet he deliberately intended to retaliate against the man beside him, who was unharmed.
Shi Tu Huang casually picked up a wine glass, taking a sip of brandy. His gaze swept over the terrified women beside him, revealing a deadly smile.
"I can't bear to see beautiful women make such expressions. Now, please, ladies, leave safely! Don't worry! Everyone will receive a million in compensation!"
As he spoke, the curve of his lips became even more pronounced.
"Thank you, Mr. Situ!" The bunny girls, even while fleeing for their lives, did not forget to express their gratitude.
The door was opened, and after the women cleared the area, the atmosphere inside the private room became even more eerie. Meanwhile, the male waiter, having not received permission, could only stand nervously in front of the gambling table, awaiting the command of the master.
Rain had already lost his composure in his heart. He tried to put on a brave face and said, "Mr. Situ! Now, it is Rain who has won this round. Could it be that Mr. Situ is such a person who does not keep his word?"
In the world of business, a merchant's credibility cannot be measured by money or any other tangible value.
"Ah!" Master Sito finally answered directly, but it was just a bored grunt.
"Mr. Rein! I am very sorry! I kept forgetting to mention it! Actually, my trump card is also an 'A'! But my other card is the King of Kings!"
As he was speaking, the waiter turned over his trump card, and indeed it was an 'A'!
Master Sito picked up the trump card in front of him with his index and middle fingers, saying playfully, "Left cheek!"
The playing card transformed into a sharp weapon and flew towards Rein's face, striking him precisely on his left cheek, leaving a narrow wound with traces of blood.
Rein immediately braced himself as if facing a formidable opponent, realizing with regret how foolish and mistaken his earlier challenge had been. His heart pounded with shock, but it was too late for regret.
The man he was facing was the President of the globally renowned 司徒 family!
To save face, he stubbornly declared, "Since this round is won by Mr.司徒, feel free to make your demands!"
"Ah? What? Mr. Rein is truly a philanthropist! Donating eighty percent of his property to poor students in various countries around the world? Great! Let's do it!"
Situ Huang gestured backwards with his hand, and someone already holding the contract had walked up to Mr. Rein.
"You, the young waiter, now you'll be the witness! But you can rest assured, if anyone dares to touch you after today, I won't let them get away with it!"
"Thank you... Thank you, Mr. Situ!" The young waiter, who had been holding his breath, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Raine widened his eyes, reversing his previous calmness, furious, "What? Eighty percent? Situ Huang! You've gone too far!"
Taking away eighty percent of his funds, the company can no longer operate normally. What's the difference between that and declaring him bankrupt?
"Is that so? Mr. Raine doesn't want to sign! So, do you want life, or do you want money?" Situ Huang's hand gently tapped the table, showing some impatience.
At the same time he was speaking, Yu Ying's gun in his hand very tacitly pushed his temple.
"I…"
"I'll sign!" Finally, he reluctantly gave in.
Main Text: King of the Underworld: Getting a Black Eye
Situo Huang noticed him stop writing and merely idly swirled his wine cup in his hand. His deep male voice, which sounded so gentle, was actually eerie and chilling.
"Mr. Raine! I thank you on behalf of all the children in the world! Thank you for being able to leave!"
"The little waiter there, take Mr. Raine out! As a thank you for being a witness this time, all the chips on the table are yours!" He turned his head again and said gravely.
"Thank you, Mr. Situ! Thank you, Mr. Situ! Thank you, Mr. Raine!"
The waiter, suddenly having gained such a large sum of wealth, was overjoyed and smiled broadly, excitedly expressing his gratitude.
Yuyi finally put down the gun in her hand, lifted the hem of her short skirt, and didn't pay attention to the greedy look on the man in front of her, but quietly returned the gun to her thigh.
"Sitong Huang! I'll remember you!" Rein snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over Yuyi, then over the man sitting on the sofa who had never turned around.
Sitong Huang saw Kuan enter the private room and smiled elegantly, "To be remembered by Mr. Rein, the most prominent figure in the financial industry, is truly an honor!"
"..." Rein was so angry he couldn't breathe and could only leave the private room angrily. Suddenly, a fierce light appeared in his eyes.
Situ Huang! He won't just let this go! Want him to go bankrupt? He will definitely get the agreement in hand! His men are world-class black bodyguards, and over a hundred are still waiting outside!
The waiter reached out and pushed open the private room door, "Mr. Ryan, please!"
"Hmm? I forgot to mention! Mr. Ryan! Just now I saw your men seemed a bit bored, so I had my men keep them company for some fun!"
"Kuan! Have Mr. Ryan's men had a good time?"Situ Huang narrowed his eyes slightly, but lowered his head and casually fiddled with a green chip.
Kuan immediately bowed respectfully and said in a low voice, "Back to Your Highness! Mr. Ryan's men are unharmed! And they had a great time!"
Several words in his speech were clearly emphasized in tone.
Ryan's face instantly turned deathly pale, his heart filled with worry, and he quickly left the private room.
When he arrived at the grand arch outside the Monte Carlo Casino, he saw all the over a hundred bodyguards he personally hired lying in the dark, narrow alley.
And their faces twisted into a knot, painfully contorted.
"Damn it! Die! Speak! With so many of you, how many did they send to confront you?" Ryan kicked one of the fallen bodyguards with his foot, furious. The bodyguard groaned but spoke with some embarrassment, "Mr. Ryan... the other side... there were only five people..."
"Five people?" Ryan froze, murmuring in disbelief.
How is that possible? They only used five people? How could that be!
Another bodyguard, clutching his chest, got up from the ground and presented a card to him, stammering, "Mr. Lei! Those people only left this, saying that Mr. Lei will understand once he sees it!"
"What is this!" Reon snatched the card away.
He lowered his head to see the majestic Pattern of a lion on the card and the accompanying words, and was shaken once again.
— "Mr. Reon, everyone must pay the price for their actions! Please take care!"
Signature: KING.
"How could that be! No no no! It's impossible!" Rein shook his head frantically, his steps staggering as he took a few large steps backward.
Within three years, could he have found out about his business of selling girls and smuggling drugs?
Who exactly is he? Is he just the president of the Italian Cardone family?
The midnight wind gently blew, and Leon suddenly closed his eyes in frustration, his heart terrified and panicked to the extreme, "KING!... Your Highness... Italy... the Mafia..."
So,Situ Huang, he was the legendary king of the underworld.
Inside the luxurious suite on the top floor of the Monte Carlo casino,Kuan pushed the suite door open again. This time, a young man dressed in a fancy suit was following behind him.
This man was none other than the frivolous young noble who had just whistled at the chief secretary, Yu Ying.
"Fei! It's up to you!" Shi Chu Huang held the rim of the cup, lowered his head with a listless expression and said.
Wing Shadow turned around at a forty-five-degree angle and bowed towards him. Then she straightened up and slowly walked towards that young master. Her cold, ice-like beauty still remained expressionless at this moment.
Seeing her approaching, the man suddenly felt afraid and couldn't help but beg for mercy, "Please spare me! I know I was wrong! Mr. Situ! Please spare my life!"
Seeing that his appeal to the Grand Tutor Emperor was useless, he shifted his target and anxiously wailed, "Beautiful lady, I apologize to you! Forgive my childish behavior just now!"
"If I kill you and then apologize to you, is that okay?" The voice of Yuying was cold, swirling in the private room.
And in her hand, at some point, she had grasped the silent pistol she never left behind. At the moment of approaching him, while speaking, she aimed the gun at the center of his forehead.
The man cried out in fear, "Please, I beg you! Let me go!"
"My pistol only has one bullet, but I don't know which one! If I shoot, you're so lucky to escape! Then I'll let you go!"
The deep red lips said coldly.
Yuying's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his brows not even furrowing as he pulled the trigger.
"..." The man, however, was so shocked that he wet his pants and even lost consciousness.
Finally, Situ Huang rose from the sofa chair, took a step, and walked elegantly to Yuying's side. He glanced at the gun in her hand, his gaze lingering on her beautiful face, feeling somewhat amusing.
"What would happen if people found out there are no bullets in your gun?"
Yuying lowered her head and said stiffly, "Your Highness! It's getting late, and at 12:10 Italian time, I have a lunch date with Miss Via!"
"..."Situ Huang felt like he had been told off, looking at her with a deep gaze.
Finally, he averted his gaze, then deliberately smiled and said, "Huh? I haven't seen Via for a few hours, and I guess I'm starting to miss her!"
Yiying remained silent and kept his head down.
Subsequently, a group of people walked out of the private room.
Italy, Rome.
A small helicopter roared through the clear blue sky, while below it lay dense forests, clear freshwater lakes, and the fragrant grape plantation not far away.
The helicopter flew low over the plantation, heading toward the top floor of the orange-yellow villa. A spacious area of several hundred acres was initially built just for the helicopter to land.
Finally, the helicopter landed safely shortly after.
At the same moment, the orange-yellow villa's top floor, the main entrance to the villa, was opened.
A group of bodyguards in black uniforms respectfully walked out from inside, and they tacitly lined up in two rows. The one at the forefront was a man in a white trench coat, with a solemn expression. As the helicopter's large blades stopped rotating along with the engine shutdown.
The wind gradually reduced its power.
The trench coat man walked straight toward the helicopter, reached out to open the cockpit door, took a step back, lowered his head and said, "Welcome back, Your Highness!"
"Welcome back, Your Highness!" The other bodyguards all shouted in unison.
The man in the helicopter, with a hint of a smile on his face, stepped out with his long, straight legs, then the whole person slid out of the helicopter.
The wind tousled his hair, but his arrogant eyes remained impossible to ignore.
His gaze, unintentionally sweeping over the crowd, seemed to smile but wasn't quite smiling.
Yu Ying also walked down from the helicopter. She stood behind him and whispered, "Your Highness! It's eleven o'clock now! There's still an hour and ten minutes left!"
"..."Situ Huang did not turn back, merely sighing slightly in his heart.
The ninth floor of the villa.
This floor was Situ Huang's private domain, forbidden to anyone else. The entire floor, however, miraculously only had one room. Inside the room, it was more like a luxurious suite of the highest level.
But even though it was a private domain.
But there are also absolute exceptions, for example, for a certain woman.
She has always been the most unique and unconventional existence, and her private domain in front of her is just a mere pretense. Throughout the entire organization, only Yu Ying, the Chief of Yu Tang, can enter the ninth floor.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps "scrape, scrape—" echoed from the staircase. At the corner of the staircase on the eighth floor of the villa, two black-clad bodyguards saw the person approaching and moved aside to let a path.
"Chief Yu Tang!" they shouted in unison.
Yuyi showed them a smile, nodded slightly, and gently murmured "Mm."
She continued to walk upstairs at her own pace, looking down as she counted the steps. Suddenly, the temperature in her eyes surged sharply, becoming scorching hot.
Unknowingly, it had been five years since she joined the organization.
She still couldn't find the evidence from back then. Sighing, she thought, "This game has become so tiresome! She reached out and touched her cheek, realizing that her deliberately feigned indifference was even boring to herself!
Really boring, really boring!
Finally reached the corridor of the ninth floor, Yu Ying turned around while raising her head, looking towards the room door at the end of the corridor. The corridor was flanked by half-orcs with fangs, and she seemed to transform into a hellish ferryman.
"Ding-dong-dong," gently 敲响了房间的大门.
Inside the room, a deep and hoarse male voice of Situ Huang echoed, "The door is not locked! Come in by yourself!"
Yuyi raised her eyebrows, reached out and turned the doorknob, pushing the door open. Just as the door swung open, a large hand grabbed her and pulled her inside.
"..." She showed no surprise at all, without hesitation, she kicked him with a spinning kick.
When Situ Huang saw her stance, he swiftly turned to the side. Although his hand had released her wrist, it had already come to rest on her waist, pulling back his Corners of the mouth, he exclaimed repeatedly in admiration.
"My chief secretary! The legendary Yuyi , isn't it not good to fight with your superior like this?" Those deep eyes gazed into her very soul.
"Let go! Sima Huang!" He no longer addressed him as "Your Highness," but called out his name directly.
Yuying shifted her body, only to find that the hand holding her waist tightened even more. Through her skin, his scorching palm warmth was so intense that for a moment, she felt restless.
"What's wrong? My dear secretary! You don't know that you make men lose their resistance so easily?" he said, with his other hand wrapping around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him.
And yet, his tone even carried a hint of jealousy.
Yiying, however, felt nothing at all and just snorted coldly, "Your Highness! You still have forty-five minutes left on your appointment with Miss Via!"
"Then cancel it! What day is it today!" Sima Huang glanced sideways, asking cheerfully.
"Six days and four hours!" Yiying thought for only a second before accurately stating the time he had known Miss Via.
What was he trying to do?
Isn't it not yet seven days? Is it going to be another woman again?
Situ Huang somewhat defeatedly let go of his hand, turned around and started taking off his clothes by himself, "Not yet seven days! Then today's lunch, let's treat it as the final breakup banquet!"
"..." Yuying saw him take off his shirt and instinctively frowned.
She turned her head, walked to the nearby rest area, and sat on the sofa. Glancing at the magazines placed on the coffee table, she noticed the cover of one featured a cool and handsome man.
Yuyi watched him, his delicate brows furrowed even tighter as he read the text in the magazine, "Xi Yaosi took over the Xi Jing Financial Group from his father's hands, is now the president of the Xi Jing Financial Group, and today with the daughter of the Sang Financial Group..."
Before the report was finished, a small knife suddenly flew over, with just the right amount of force, splitting the magazine in his hand in half.
The voice of Situ Huang came from the other end, "Is this man very handsome and to your taste? I didn't remind you deliberately! But you're rumored to be my woman in the outside world!"
"The date with Miss Wei is still forty minutes away!" Yuyi let go of his hand, the two halves of the magazine falling to the carpet.
Women like mountains, but men like piles, with a shelf life of only one week. Damn! How could she have agreed to her uncle's request back then, to get close to this international playboy!
Main Text: The Identity of the Underworld King: Yu Ying
After his bath,Situ Huang came out of the bathroom wearing a loose robe. The half-open robe revealed a strong and broad chest, and his bronze skin made him look particularly masculine and sexy.
His thick hair was still slightly damp, with water droplets occasionally falling, rough yet captivating.
He held a dry towel and casually wiped himself, lazily walking toward her.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks, leaning back against the sofa's armrest, glancing sideways at the woman sitting upright on the sofa.
Seeing her delicate features, his gaze shifted to her respectful posture, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Situ Huang shook his head slightly, water droplets continued to fall, and his deep, hoarse voice rang out, "Yu! You're already a 23-year-old old virgin! Don't you want to find a man to relieve yourself?"
"Does Your Highness now meddle in the private affairs of subordinates as well?" Yuying did not turn back, nor did she glance sideways, merely gazing ahead calmly.
Her voice, soft and gentle, echoed.
Yet as it lingered in the air, it unexpectedly carried a hint of coldness.
Situ Huang helplessly shrugged and gave up on the matter. He straightened up, looking toward his dressing room, "Yuying! Go pick out shirts and suits for me! Hmm? Time's about right!"
"Yes! Your Highness!" Yuying stood up from the sofa and walked towards the fitting room.
A row of black wardrobe doors, she skillfully opened the third one. Her slender fingers swept past various styles of shirts, finally picking up the black one.
Then she opened the fifth wardrobe, lowered her head to think for a moment, and took out a suit of the same color scheme.
Yuying held the clothes in her hands, turned around, and walked out of the fitting room.
In the lobby of the rest area, Situ Huang had already crossed his legs and was sitting on the sofa with a relaxed expression. His gaze had been following her, until she entered the fitting room, whereupon it shifted.
He reached out and took the grape wine from the ice bucket, pouring himself a glass.
Taking a sip of the rich wine, he heard footsteps gradually approaching.
Holding the wine glass in front of him, he looked at her figure through the vibrant red liquid. As the image became hazy, sharp light flashed in his eyes, deep and bottomless.
Yuyi adjusted his clothes and walked up to him, expressionless, saying, "Your Highness! A black suit with a black shirt, I wonder if this combination is acceptable!"
"It's fine! How could it not be? My secretary has favored black for quite some time now!"
Tu Si Huang idly took another sip of wine and reached out to place the cup back on the coffee table.
"..." Yuyi remained silent, waiting for him to stand up and get dressed.
Just at that moment, Prince Sima lifted his head to look at the person before him. His originally arrogant and handsome appearance suddenly had a mischievous smile, and unusually, he reached out to grab her into his arms.
Yuying seemed to have expected him to make such a move from the start, cleverly taking a large step back.
And at this distance, he couldn't catch her.
"Your Highness! There's not much time left!" she said coldly, placing the clothes in her hand aside on the sofa. "Your Highness! There's not much time left!" she said coldly, placing the clothes in her hand on the sofa beside it. Sima the Prince had no choice but to give up, his attempt at flirting backfired, and he was left cold by her.
He tactfully stood up, picked up the clothes on the sofa, and as he turned toward the fitting room, he added in a low voice, "Yu! It's a bit boring for just the two of us to have lunch! Why don't you join us too!"
"I'm very sorry! Your Highness! Yu has already eaten lunch!" Yu Ying lowered her head, subtly concealing the disgust in her eyes.
Situ Huang paused but did not turn around, "Already eaten? Then let's go get some drinks!"
"The capable secretary, won't your stomach even be unable to handle a little bit of drink!" He continued walking forward, his voice laced with mockery.
Yi shadow looked up and met her gaze, the disgust in her eyes deepening, "I'm still very sorry! Your Highness! Yi is not feeling well today!"
"Hmm? What's not feeling well?" This time, Sima Huang turned around directly, adjusting her clothes, but with both hands clasped across her chest, she looked down at her with great interest.
A secretary powerhouse who never gets sick for 365 days a year, could also be feeling unwell?
That's truly a tall tale!
Yuheng frowned this time, no longer expressionless, with a hint of depression in his voice. After a moment's thought, he turned and walked toward the door.
And her voice drifted lightly, "My period came! Stomachache!"
"..." Hearing her words,Situ Huang was momentarily stunned.
When the room door was closed, he couldn't help but let out a low, heavy laugh, "Haha—" Huh? Yuh! You always surprise me!
Stu Huang's mood became exceptionally good, laughing thoroughly. Then he turned around, ready to go back to his room to change clothes.
Then there was still a woman to deal with, women! They are always the most adorable when they haven't fallen in love with you! But once they do, they are so detestable! Sigh!
The sixth floor of the villa.
Yuying smiled faintly in front of the crowd, but as she turned towards the corridor and had her back to everyone, she quickly dropped that smile. And her expression, far from the coldness before, was completely different.
Anger, frustration, disdain... and contempt...
She walked to her room door and reached out to open it.
The moment she entered, she drew the gun from her leg and fired several shots at the large doll placed in the room. The suppressor on the gun made it produce minimal noise.
"Squeak—"
She walked to the desk and threw the gun onto the table.
The computer in the room never turns off, but it requires a fingerprint confirmation to enter.
She placed her finger on the recognition area, quickly entered the program after confirmation, moved the mouse, clicked on the email to contact the person, and typed a series of text with both hands on the keyboard.
"Uncle! Five years! I couldn't find the thing Uncle mentioned! So I'll go back to Taipei as soon as possible! In these coming days!"
Signature: Lu Xiaoyu. Only after seeing the email sent successfully did she relax her nerves, leaning back against the chair.
Su Tonghuang...
The king of the underworld...
Hmph...Turns out it's the man I dislike..