Holding the big boss doll, the soft beauty is going crazy

Chapter 110

In the closed room, Ye Yue pushed the previously injured man against the corner with one hand, staring at him with cold eyes, as if a poisonous snake was crawling on his body.

"Why did you want to offend the second master of the Xie family?" She spoke word by word in a low voice.

The men exerted their strength, completely ignoring his injuries, as if they didn't care whether the man lived or died.

The man knew that the commander was angry.

The fear inside him kept growing and drowning his heart.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he hurriedly defended himself: "Commander Ye, how dare I provoke him!"

The second young master of a warlord family and a bully in the capital, how could he not recognize him?

But the underground martial arts training grounds are crowded with people, and you may meet an unexpected big shot at the next corner.

Ye Yue narrowed her eyes and stared at him, as if she wanted to tear his body apart to see what was hidden deep in his heart.

The conclusion is that there was only fear and panic in the man's eyes.

She untied his shackles and took two steps back.

His tone was slightly restrained, but the words he said were still cold to the bone.

"what happened?"

The force acting on his body disappeared, the man was in a trance, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

It’s like being drowning before and suddenly emerging from the water, finally being able to breathe a breath of fresh air.

My nerves are so tense that I dare not relax at all.

He glanced at Yeyue carefully, took a few deep breaths, and explained the situation to her.

Shadow Pavilion is a secret guard organization and also an assassination organization.

Everyone in the cabinet will take on assassination missions to solve the organization's funding and ensure its survival.

The man went to the underground martial arts training ground today because he received an assassination mission - to eliminate the best of the younger generation of the Loffield family.

When he met Xie Cixing on the way, he wanted to avoid him, but in his panic he accidentally bumped into a woman.

There are many people in the underground fighting arena, and physical collisions are inevitable.

The woman yelled at him, pointed at the snacks that fell on the ground, and asked him to pay for it.

Anyone who can enter that place has a bad temper.

The woman must have felt that she was provoked and was so angry that she wanted to have a fight.

He originally wanted to resolve the situation as soon as possible and leave, but the opponent's moves were so smooth that he had no time to respond.

In desperation, he had to draw the dagger from his waist, but it only wounded her half an inch, and instead made her angry.

The man didn't know how to describe the situation at that time. Thinking about the scene carefully, shock and fear flowed from the bottom of his heart, gradually engulfing his consciousness, and he was completely controlled by emotions.

"At that moment, everything around me stopped, as if time had stood still. I only felt a stream of air hitting me, and my whole body was in great pain. Then, I lost consciousness..."

His eyes were panicked and empty, and he had no idea what he was saying.

Ye Yue thought that he was just talking nonsense because he was so scared and couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated so quickly due to the huge difference in strength between them. She didn't take it seriously and just asked, "What does that woman look like?"

The man took several deep breaths before he finally calmed himself down and tried to restrain himself from recalling more details.

"About 1.65 meters tall, thin, round face, cute appearance..."

Yeyue lowered her eyes and a faint light passed by.

When she heard that the other person was a woman, she was sure of her identity.

None of the people around Xie Cixing are simple.

There are many talented people in the Shadow Pavilion, and even an ordinary person has skills that are unmatched by ordinary people.

And from what the man said, the woman won with an overwhelming advantage in just a few moves.

For such a person, Xie Cixing would inevitably be somewhat indulgent towards him.

She raised her eyes and asked one more question: "Do you know who assigned that task?"

The man shook his head. "The client has kept it confidential. I don't have the authority to know."

Yeyue lowered her eyes, and her thick black eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.

……

Ning Ruochu, who was playing games in the office during her spare time, suddenly received a message from Yeyue.

[I have to go back to Yingge for something urgent. I have already told your driver to complete the task of protecting you on my behalf.]

Ning Ruchu took a quick glance and sneered.

She was handed over to a hired man who was not affiliated with the Luo family. He did not speak the language and was not familiar with the capital city.

Yeyue was really relieved.

I guess I thought she would go back to the Pearl Island Villa obediently.

She is not.

After the game was over, Ning Ruochu raised her eyelids and called out to Ran Yunqing: "Luo Zhouheng has a fixed private room in the An family's mansion."

Ran Yunqing was grinning foolishly at the joke playing on his phone, lying back on the sofa, laughing hysterically.

Hearing her words, he immediately sat up, his pupils suddenly dilated, and exclaimed: "He is so rich?!"

The An's Mansion was founded by officials of the feudal dynasty and has a history of three hundred years. It is famous throughout China for its profound historical heritage and state-banquet-level delicacies, and occupies a pivotal position in the entire catering industry.

Moreover, some of the dishes on the menu are almost lost and are unique to the An family’s government.

In a place where a dish costs a fortune to Ran Yunqing, Luo Zhouheng actually has a fixed seat!
Ning Ruochu nodded calmly: "Luo funded that restaurant in the early days."

Ran Yunqing took a deep breath.

Even more awesome!
Ning Ruochu couldn't bear to see his ignorant appearance, so she asked directly: "Do you want to go to dinner with me?"

Ran Yunqing blurted out: "Go!"

……

They both came to the underground parking lot.

This was the first time Ran Yunqing met Ning Ruchu's new driver.

Sitting in the car, she frantically pulled Ning Ruochu's arm and whispered in her ear, "Is this the happiness of rich people?"

Even the driver is so handsome!
Still foreign.

Ling Chuan knew this was the case, so he stepped forward and asked, "Why did you do this?"

He narrowed his eyes and warned, "Don't forget, it was the master who gave you a second chance."

Yeyue's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of danger in those bewitching phoenix eyes.

She quickly calmed down and sneered, "As the successor of the master, I have to adapt to a life full of assassinations and murders."

Before, Ning Ruchu was just Luo Zhouheng’s wife. She was known as a vase and was looked down upon by others, but she also had Luo Zhouheng’s protection.

Now, all of Luo Zhouheng's functions and powers fall on her, and the dangers he faces will also be applied to Ning Ruchu.

Ling Chuan choked, pursed his thin lips, unable to refute.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down: "Be careful and don't forget the master's instructions."

Ye Yue placed her elbow on the back of her other hand, bent her five fingers, rubbed her fingertips with her thumb, and said nonchalantly, "Isn't she okay?"

Lingchuan: "..."

The bullets hit the room! He had no intention of getting entangled with Ye Yue, and quickly went upstairs to check on Ning Ruochu's condition.

Yeyue knew her limits, the bullet did not hurt Ning Ruchu, it just grazed past her.

But it still caused great trauma to her "weak" heart.

Ling Chuan walked straight to Ning Ruochu and admitted his mistake sincerely: "This incident is my disqualification. I will strengthen the defense of the villa to prevent this from happening again."

If all power is handed over to a weak and incompetent vase, all organizational forces will definitely be dissatisfied.

Yeyue is the only female leader of Shadow Pavilion and also the most loyal subordinate to the master.

He thought that if he asked her to protect Ning Ruchu, she would do her best, but he ignored Yeyue's pain over the sudden death of her master, and her reluctance to acknowledge a leader who had no real talent or ability.

As early as the moment Yeyue was late, he should have gone over to ask and understand her thoughts and attitude.

Instead of ignoring it, he blindly believed that Yeyue would follow the master's instructions and ignored the loopholes.

"This matter was my negligence." Ling Chuan clenched his fists, "Ye Yue can no longer serve as your personal bodyguard. You can ask other leaders of the Shadow Pavilion to come and protect you."

He is just a secretary and has no right to interfere in the affairs of Shadow Pavilion.

Only Ning Ruchu has this right.

An exquisite and nutritious breakfast was placed on the small dining table in the room. Ning Ruchu put down her knife and fork, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth gently and elegantly.

She raised her almond-shaped eyes and folded her hands on her legs, looking like a lady from a wealthy family.

She said slowly, "I know the situation Ah Heng is facing outside. I feel guilty for not being able to help him and share his worries when I stay in this villa every day."

As he spoke, he suddenly sobbed.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she immediately lowered her head and wiped her eyes, fearing that she might do something inappropriate.

"I will bear all the dangers he has experienced. This will also comfort me for my regret for not being able to provide him with convenience before."

From Ling Chuan's perspective, he couldn't see her expression clearly, he could only hear her deep and abrupt breathing.

Two seconds later, Ning Ruchu raised her head, her eyes were misty and shimmering with beautiful light.

"Aheng believes in me, so I also have to believe in everything he left behind." Ning Ruochu's voice was still crying, her nasal tone was a little heavy and had a bit of softness, but her tone was so firm that it touched people's hearts.

"So, I will support you and trust you unconditionally. As for what you just said about changing the guards, Secretary Ling..."

She paused, turned her eyes slightly, and glanced at the half-open door intentionally or unintentionally.

"This incident happened too suddenly, and no one had time to react. Commander Yeyue caught the killer in a very short time. She is very capable at work. I feel at ease with her by my side."

Ling Chuan frowned, secretly sighing at Ning Ruchu's naivety.

Things like killers sneaking in never happened when the gentleman was here.

This time, the other party almost succeeded, and it was obvious that the security personnel deliberately let it go.

However, all the organizations under Luo Zhouheng's name have separate powers and functions, and they are not allowed to interfere with each other.

Ling Chuan is only responsible for the company, so even if he is no longer confident that Ye Yue will protect Ning Ruchu, he has to accept it.

He could only bow slightly: "It's all as Madam wishes. I won't disturb you while you eat."

After saying that, he turned and left, his eyes thoughtful.

With Luo Zhouheng's order, Ning Ruchu's life would indeed not be in danger.

The sparkling white fingertips were blurred, as if covered by a layer of dark mist, and the original color could no longer be seen.

The special coating above was developed last year by the World's Highest Science and Technology Research Institute. It can shield all electromagnetic pulses and signal interference.

"This is a tool that the master left for you to communicate with the head of the Lingxin Hall." Yeyue said, "There is a scanner on the top. It can only be turned on with your fingerprint. The only number is the head of the Lingxin Hall, Qiao Weisong."

She was by Luo Zhouheng's side when he made his will.

There were only two people in the room, so he entrusted Ning Ruchu to Yeyue and set her fingerprint in the secret compartment.

Thinking of the past, Yeyue felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

Luo Zhouheng was the most visionary leader she had ever met, and she knew this moment would come sooner or later.

Now that it had finally come, she found it a little too much to bear.

Yeyue adjusted his mood, the frustration and loss in his eyes were covered up by coldness, and he looked at Ning Ruchu who turned on his cell phone.

"Lingxin Hall has a special function, and there are instructions in the secretary Lingchuan gave you. The master considers your poor health and allows you to bring a Lingxin Hall doctor with you, but the identity of the founder must not be revealed."

Even they only knew about Luo Zhouheng's identity when they saw the documents attached to the will.

This is a secret known only to him and the head of Lingxin Hall.

"I see."

Ning Ruchu's voice was weak and her fingertips felt a little weak when pressing the keys. Five seconds passed before she finally got through.

The moment the call was connected, an old voice was heard, greeting me in a joyful and familiar tone: "Little disciple, you finally called me!"

Qiao Weisong was very excited.

When he heard the news of Luo Zhouheng's death, he looked forward to receiving a call from his little apprentice whom he hadn't seen for several years.

When he heard that she was getting married, Qiao Weisong was happy.

But Ning Ruchu was unwilling to reveal her identity, which meant that she could never come back. Qiao Weisong was heartbroken and cursed Luo Zhouheng eight hundred times overnight.

Now that Luo Zhouheng is dead, he can contact his little disciple openly.

The corners of Qiao Weisong's mouth rose unconsciously.

Ran Yunqing happened to be standing next to him, and seeing his silly smile, he was speechless: "It's just a phone call, is that a big deal?"

Qiao Weisong glanced at her and said, "This is your junior sister's phone number."

"I know." Ran Yunqing looked proud, "We just passed it two days ago."

Qiao Weisong: “…”

Damn, I was shown off.

He was so angry that he immediately asked, "Little disciple, have you forgotten about this old man like me?"

The words from the other end came clearly, Ning Ruochu's eyes flashed with helplessness, and her voice was soft, with obvious timidity and helplessness.

"Excuse me, are you the head of Lingxin Hall?"

Qiao Weisong was stunned for a moment, then he angrily said: “You even can’t hear your master’s voice… Ugh!!”

Ran Yunqing quickly covered his mouth and reminded him: "Luo Zhouheng is just dead, it doesn't mean his influence has disappeared."

Only then did Qiao Weisong realize that his little apprentice was still in the wolf's den.

He remained calm and patted Ran Yunqing's hand.

Before he could escape from the shackles, Ning Ruochu's voice came again: "Um, someone here has been stung by a Liberica black fat-tailed scorpion. Can you send a doctor over?"

The panic-stricken words did not arouse Yeyue's suspicion.

Qiao Weisong's eyes lit up.

Isn't the chance to visit my little apprentice here?
Yeyue leaned over and spoke the phone to Ning Ruchu's ear.

"At the same time, the doctor will also be responsible for taking care of the lady. Please choose the best one."

A basin of cold water was poured over my head.

When Ran Yunqing saw the specifications of the bedroom, he stood there in a daze, with an indescribable complexity on his face.

This place is bigger than my living room, and you tell me it's a bedroom?
For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should hate the rich or be glad that I would live here for a long time.