Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Fang Ying was at a loss for words. She did not know if Ye Wei would pick on Rong Yan in the same manner and how Chu Li would have responded. But Chu Li was protecting her, and it was because of Rong Yan… Because of Rong Yan, he…
She gritted her teeth in extreme unwillingness.
Eleven tapped the table and slowly said, “Fang Ying, you ought to leave now. You are not qualified to hear these.”
Fang Ying’s face changed. She was angry, yet coldly laughed. “Why can’t I? I belong to the organization, and I am one of us.”
Bai Ye calmly said, “You left Chu Li and the organization eight years ago. You are no longer a member of this place, remember? You said this personally.”
Ye Wei coldly added on. “Indeed. Some people just have a bad memory and insist on a reminder.”
“I was forced to!” Fang Ying rebutted. “Back then, for Brother Chu’s safety, I allowed myself to be led away by him. You all know that I did not mean what I said. I have always wanted to return those few years when I was away.”
“Whatever the reason you give, you have already left us and your presence is properly unsuitable. Unless Chu Li thinks that you are qualified, f*** off!” Ye Wei coldly punctuated her words and her smile disappeared, only to be replaced with murderous intent. She was lazy to waste her time and words on this woman.
“He did not chase me away,” Fang Ying replied, sounding pleased.
“He allowed you to return to your room to rest. Dearest Fang Ying, just f*** off.”
“He was worried about my injuries instead of what you heard.”
Ye Wei wanted to shoot her and end the chase. How could she ramble on and on? One of Chu Li’s assistants entered and he looked flustered. “Where is Brother Chu?”
Even the typically calm and stoic Zhou Zheng was no longer so.
“Silver Face has appeared in London!” he flatly announced. Bai Ye and everybody else’s faces changed. With Ye Wei and Eleven just reaching, did he manage to play catch up this quickly?
“How did you discover him?”
“Brother Chu had us monitor the arms dealers entering and leaving London, and we discovered Silver Face by accident.” Zhou Zheng did not look good, and he sounded a tad panicky.
Ye Wei frowned whereas Jason was enraged. “Did he just openly cross customs?”
“Yes!”
How could an internationally-wanted killer openly tell people he was in London? That was the reason they were shocked. Why? Wasn’t he about to cause an influx of Interpol agents and experts into London?
Most people assumed the headquarters of the terrorist organization were in some middle-eastern state. Only a few people actually knew that the headquarters was in London. An absolute few would expect its headquarters to be in London.
“F***, I don’t even have that guts. Where the hell did he get those guts to pull that off? He must think that Interpol is having it too easy, huh?” Jason flared up again.
Even the typically easy-going Bai Ye was a little stifled and frowned.
Ye Wei and Eleven thought about it and went silent.
Word had spread among their circles that Silver Face had pledged allegiance to the Mafia and returned after a two-year hiatus. He swore to become the top international killer by killing Ye Wei and Eleven.
Him clearing immigration this brazenly was a clear indication that Ye Wei and Eleven were in London. The presence of the top three killers in the world in London was certain to send shockwaves through London’s underworld.
With security on both sides of the law much more tightened, the arms dealers and drug lords would have to worry about their heads and dealings would become much more inconvenient. Black J calmly said, “He is coming for us.”
“Wei Wei, Eleven, you led him here.” Fang Ying coldly laughed. “Isn’t it time you leave London lest you expose the location of our headquarters?”
Black J looked at her fiercely and said, “Are you qualified enough to speak here?”
As Black J was one who rarely spoke but often with authority, Fang Ying was slightly shocked. She was all along slightly afraid of him and did not say anything else.
Ye Wei acknowledged and then asked, “Is Silver Face alone? Did anybody accompany him?”
Zhou Zheng shook his head. “We did not discover anybody else save Silver Face.”
“He was pursuing you from City A. You are wondering if Mo Jue is here too, no?” Bai Ye flatly asked. Things were getting tackier. Ye Wei nodded, and Bai Ye said, “Even if Mo Jue is in London, he would not openly appear. One bait is more than enough.”
Ye Wei, feeling slightly uneasy, plainly nodded.
Having globe-trotted all these years, they rarely cleared customs in such high profile to save themselves trouble. Silver Face, on the other hand, took the risk with the intention of using the other killers and the Interpol agents to limit their mobility.
It was direct and effective.
“Silver Face, huh. Wei Wei, Eleven, you two will not be able to take care of him. Let’s gang up on him. I do not believe that he has enough lives to survive our onslaught.” Jason roared. He could not stand people openly picking a fight with him.
“I am tired and want to rest,” Ye Wei lazily leaned back and callously replied. “The few of you can go back first. I’ll sleep with you when we are back.”
Black J’s hand paused and immediately threw a peeled walnut into her mouth. Ye Wei beat his hand and said, “Little Iron, please do not be so rough.”
Bai Ye looked up and said, “Zhou Zheng, keep a lookout for his recent movements. Remember. Do not act and incur unnecessary sacrifices.”
“Yes!” Zhou Zheng looked up and around. “Where is Brother Chu?”
“He is busy. I’ll inform him in a moment.”
“Okay!” Zhou Zheng received his orders and went down to have people stalk Silver Face.
In the study room, Chu Li dragged Rong Yan up the stairs and forced Rong Yan against the door once he closed the door. As her back hit the slightly cold door, she slightly grunted in pain. When she regained her senses, he was already raining kisses on her and kissed her lips.
She tasted a bit of saltiness. Chu Li’s passion seemed to take a pouring of cold water. He looked up and saw Rong Yan crying, her tears flowing down her cheeks and between her lips and teeth.
“Yan Yan…” Chu Li’s heart ached and he reached out to wipe her tears. As he wiped away even more of her tears, he decided to simply hug her and kiss away her tears. His heart truly ached. He rarely saw her cry, and she cried because of him.
“Yan Yan, be good and stop crying…” Chu Li was not one who knew how to console people and could only kiss away her tears repeatedly. He reached out to straighten her clothes that he pulled open. Chu Li’s heart ached at the several terrible bruises around her neck and collarbone. He secretly scolded himself for being so bestial. He always told himself to exercise restraint and restraint, but he almost always hurt her.
Especially when he fell into a jealousy-induced rage.
He was not a man of passion and could do without it. Even though women threw themselves at him despite his position, he did not seem to care. After Fang Ying left him, he treated women as though they were nothing. Rong Yan, however, was the exception. He had particular greed for her body and felt that nothing was ever enough. While he always warned himself to restrain himself, he cleanly forgot that when he was at his most passionate.
“Stop crying. If you still cry, I’ll murder that stupid little cat of yours,” Chu Li said when he saw her crying incessantly. His heart ached at how he was unable to stop her from crying. He could only threaten her with her most beloved pet.
He only knew how uncomfortable he was when he saw her tears.
Rong Yan, despite the beauty amidst her tears, stared with her reddened eyes. Chu Li was kicked when his guard was down and became enraged. Rong Yan allowed herself to slide down onto the carpet.
She wiped away her tears furiously and secretly thought to herself. Wei Wei was not too wrong. Apparently, crying occasionally did work wonders. His heart did ache for her. As she wiped away her tears more and more furiously, she wondered why she just could not stop crying.
When Chu Li saw her in such a state, he was no longer angry and sat down. He roared at her with a menacing face. “I will deliver on what I said. Cry anymore, and I will slaughter it and turn it into soup.”
“If you are going to kill it, so be it. Since I will no longer be here, there will be nobody to take care of it or accompany it. If it does, so be it too. It will fill your stomach anyway.” Rong Yan gently smiled.
Chu Li looked down and his heart no longer ached. He stared at her deeply and a sinister intent surged in his eyes. He suddenly grabbed her chin and coldly said, “What exactly do you want?”
As Chu Li rarely controlled his strength when in rage, her chin was extremely painful. While people were afraid of others with a malicious and insidious gaze, she was, instead, not afraid and gently smiled like an untainted lotus in murky waters. “Good question, but I think the characters are reversed. I should ask you, Ah Li, what exactly do you want?”
When she called him Ah Li, all the conflict from moments ago gave way to a gentle sweetness that extinguished his malicious and insidious streak. He looked at Rong Yan deeply, his piercing gaze seeing through her.
He gently put down the hand that was holding onto her jaw tightly.
Rong Yan coldly laughed and looked away. As none of them spoke, there was a silence in the study room. Rong Yan looked down at the Persian carpet and her lips became even colder. She heard Chen Yang unintentionally mention how Fang Ying especially loved the design of this carpet which she took a liking to when they were at an auction when they were still in love.
As Chu Li, Jason and all were struggling to make ends meet, they had no loose change for Fang Ying to get decorations. After Fang Ying left him, Chu Li still missed her and bought this carpet at a high price from a businessman and had it lain in his study room.
Chu Li spent more time in his study room than in his bedroom.
She looked up at the few art albums and found that they were Fang Ying’s favorites. Fang Ying also loved the art on the walls. A dull pain came upon her heart. This was Chu Li’s beloved study room and he once bragged to her the layout of his study room. There were photos of a teenage Fang Ying on his table.
Rong Yan’s head was swamped with a splitting pain. As she thought about it, her heart became even more stifled as though there was an invisible hand around her throat that suffocated her so much she could not breathe. She could not think about whether she or Fang Ying was Chu Li’s most beloved.
There were too many vestiges of Fang Ying in this study room. When she just came, Chen Yang had warned her that Chu Li belonged to Fang Ying and she ought not to have any designs on Chu Li even though Fang Ying was not around.
Back then, she only had William in her heart, so she laughed it off.
But she could no longer laugh it off today.
She seemed to have wrongly estimated her position in his heart and had to tend to her own wounds as a result.
Rong Yan, oh, Rong Yan, how could you, so carefree and easy-going, be so… concerned!
To be so concerned yet his heart was still lost… This fatigue began ever since Fang Ying returned. She was extremely tired.
But he was oblivious to it!