C31 Who is your financial backer? (2/2)

”Is Bai Cheng not going to seep into my body?” He smiled softly as he played with the green plants on the cloud-stone table. Qiao Yifeng's pursuit of cleanliness was outrageous to the point of making one's blood boil.

Qiao Yifeng shrugged his shoulders, and after giving a meaningless smile, he looked at Huangfu Yunyin, who was sitting on the beige sofa and wearing a black suit. He then heaved a sigh of relief.

”Haha …” The black and white are absolutely perfect! ” Ari laughed and clapped his hands.

”Stupid girl!” Qiao Yifeng grabbed a magazine on his desk and tossed it over.

”Let's get down to business!”

Huangfu Yun, who hadn't spoken a single word the entire time, suddenly opened his arms. His amber eyes flashed slightly.

”Alright, that woman, Ying Xin, is no ordinary stubborn person!” Qiao Yifeng said in a low voice.

”No, she's been in your hands for over a month now, and you still haven't pry open her mouth?” ”Yifeng, aren't you being too protective of the fairer sex?”

He had to deal with these assassinations of various sizes every year, and it was really a headache. However, after looking for more than ten years, the person who hid in the shadows and tried to kill him time and time again was someone he could not see or touch.

”Yun Yun, do we have to completely pay attention to this martial arts killing order?”

Looking at the man's tall back, both of them sighed at the same time. Huangfu Yunyin's current glory was limitless, but the order to kill him had been like a shadow following him ever since he escaped from Italy twenty years ago.

Huangfu Yun's elegant face revealed a trace of sorrow. He knew that if this assassination token was investigated, it would lead to that tragic case where the Qiao family of Z Nation was massacred twenty years ago. In addition, there was a sliver of fear in his heart. He was afraid that this matter had something to do with the figure that appeared in his nightmares.

But he was sick of it!

”Suifeng, pardon …”

Huangfu Yunyin suddenly turned around and looked at the man and woman behind him.

Qiao Yifeng smiled and snapped his fingers, ”I understand, I will investigate everything thoroughly!”

Huangfu Yun nodded and turned, walking out of the CEO's room. The elevator went directly down to the basement parking lot, got on his black Bugatti Wyvern, and stepped on the gas pedal as it sped away.

The scenery on the road towards Huangfu Villa constantly changed, but everything was so familiar, even though this road was filled with the blood of the Qiao family twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, the Wealthy Class Qiao family from Z Country had been defeated in one night. The flames broke through the Qiao Family Villa and a large number of assassins stepped on the blood of Huangfu Yuncun's family members.

No one could guess what this massacre was about. However, a person vaguely knew that person was Huangfu Yunyin.

Thirty years ago, there had been an unknown love affair between the declining Wealthy Miss and the heir to the House of Rello, an aristocrat of the King of Europe.

The young miss of the declining Wealthy Class received a cheque worth a billion yuan from the Royal Family and rebuilt her family. However, the price was leaving her beloved man.

As for Huangfu Yunchao, he was the illegitimate son of a mixed Asian and European race that was not accepted by the nobles of the King's Palace.

The Count's tears had been placed in his hands before his mother died twenty years ago. Previously, the necklace had always been his mother's treasure.

”It's best if it's not you! It's better if it has nothing to do with you!”

Huangfu Yun's amber eyes revealed faint sorrow. He decided to thoroughly investigate if it was due to the effort and courage he had put in over the past twenty years. His hand tightly gripped the steering wheel. It didn't matter if he wasn't acknowledged by the clan, but if that overweeningly arrogant clan had truly destroyed his entire life, then he, Huangfu Yun, would have to pay a drop of blood in exchange for a cup to similarly wipe out that ancient and rotten clan.

”CEO, you're back!” Tian Yi respectfully stood at the door, welcoming Huangfu Yun back.

Huangfu Yunyin's expression had already returned to its usual coldness. He took off his suit jacket, handed it to Tian Yi, then sat down on the sofa.

”What about her?” Huangfu Yun suddenly asked coldly.

Tian Yi placed a cup of Ceylon Black Tea on the tea table in front of Huangfu Yunyin and calmly replied, ”It's upstairs!”

”CEO...” Tian Yi suddenly called out.

”What is it?”

Huangfu Yun stopped walking and turned his head to look at Tian Yi.

”It might be a side effect of the drug. When Miss Mo wakes up, she often vomits!”

Huangfu Yun's brows became so cold that they seemed to be able to shake off ice. He did not answer Tian Yi, but instead turned around and walked to the master bedroom on the second floor.

He pushed open the door. It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. In front of the half-opened window, white roses were blooming. It was like the face of a deeply sleeping woman on a black bedsheet.

Huangfu Yun stood in front of the window sill, his huge back was directly cast onto the bed. His eyes were calm as he looked at Mo Xiaodai's face, staring blankly.