Jin Liwei and Lu Zihao didn’t need to explain themselves out loud as to why they reacted so strongly against the idea of asking Drakon to dig up the identities of the people behind the hate campaign.
Iris was currently injured. They wished for her to focus on healing and resting. There was no way that they would dump this matter on her, especially if they believe that they could handle it themselves. But if she learned about it on her own, they wouldn’t stop her from taking action as long as it wouldn’t interfere with her recovery. The two men looked and nodded at each other in silent understanding.
Their subordinates continued reporting to both of them. There was no distinction between Jin Liwei and Lu Zihao’s groups at the moment. It was as if all of them were one army reporting to and obeying two commanders.
Then they were interrupted by a maid informing them that some guests had arrived. Jin Liwei excused himself to greet the new arrivals. His own men followed him.
Lu Zihao and his subordinates were left in the room.
“Leave the hate campaign to our hacker team for now. Prioritize investigating the bomb incident and that goddamned shithead Tian Kong. Don’t hurt him…not yet. I want to meet him in person. I’ll decide what to do with him then,” Lu Zihao instructed.
“Understood, Boss Hao.”
Lu Zihao nodded and stood up. A sinister smile lifted the corner of his lips. “You want to kill my sister? Heh…”
The smile disappeared, replaced by a heavy and dense murderous aura.
His subordinates’ hearts shook. They steeled and forced themselves to endure their boss’ overwhelming bloodthirst. Even though every single one of them reeked of danger themselves, they still had no way of comparing to their Boss Hao. To them, he was the most dangerous person that they had ever met in their whole lives. No, he wasn’t just a mere dangerous person. He was the devil incarnate! Behind his handsome smile lay a cold-blooded malevolence that could crush and exterminate lives without batting an eye. It was only Miss Xiulan who had the key to open his dark heart. At least, for now.
“Let’s go,” he said, standing up and leaving the room.
All of them followed him. He was their leader, their teacher, their saviour…and their executioner if they ever made the mistake of betraying him or Miss Xiulan.
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The guests who arrived were Grandpa Lu, Grandma Li and Huang Yuyan. They dragged Jin Chonglin with them, dumping him at the mansion because they reasoned that Dragon Palace Home #10 was the safest residential property in the country. Jin Chonglin headed straight to the Jin Family’s Old House after the police questioned him at the mall. His own home was currently surrounded by paparazzi and reporters who wanted to interview him about the bomb incident.
Moments later, a crying Wei Lan also arrived, accompanied by Clover and Yi Mei. Gold Heights Condo building was also surrounded by paparazzi and reporters who wanted to interview Iris. They didn’t know that she had been living with Jin Liwei at Dragon Palace Home #10.
“Where’s my daughter?! Ooooooh! Where’s my baaaaaaaabyyyyy?! Is she okay?! Where is sheeeeeeee?!!!” Wei Lan cried, clutching the butler’s lapels and shaking him.
Even the usually composed old housekeeper, Yi Mei, was teary. Clover was also crying. Fortunately, they weren’t creating a big ruckus unlike Wei Lan who was almost stripping the butler naked by how hard she was pulling the poor man’s suit.
“I want to see my daughter! Where is sheeee?! Show me the waaaaaaay! Xiuuuulaaaaan, Mother’s here! Oh, my poor baaaaaabyyyyy!”
“Madam, I’m afraid that it’s not convenient for you to meet the mistress right now. The master instructed us not to allow anyone to disturb her while she’s sleeping,” the butler explained.
Huang Yuyan stepped forward and wrapped her arm around Wei Lan’s shoulders. “As a fellow mother, I know how terrified and worried you must be feeling. All of us also feel the same way about dear Xiulan.Please calm down and let’s wait for my son to explain to us what really happened, alright?”
Wei Lan sniffed and dabbed her tears with a silk handkerchief. Her waterproof makeup was still immaculate despite crying so hard. She nodded before hugging Huang Yuyan.
Jiang Ying Yue appeared after hearing that they had arrived. She welcomed them on behalf of Jin Liwei who was still on his way. She left Little Jun with a maid. He was already asleep, unaware that his mama almost died earlier that day.
Afterwards, Long Tengfei, Yang Jiahui and Meimei also arrived, followed by Long Jinjing and Chen Fei.
Wei Lan started crying again as soon as she saw them. This was her way of showing Long Tengfei and his third wife that she was more concerned about their daughter Iris. Huang Yuyan continued comforting her.
Jiang Ying Yue was about to lead everyone to the living area when a booming voice interrupted them, forcing them to listen to him.
“Huh?! Did Liwei my boy and Xiulan my girl get another cat?”
“Where’s the third one? When did Liwei my boy and Xiulan my girl get another cat? I want to know!”
In their minds, they also wanted to know.
