“Ah?”
“How did you know, Auntie?”
Before this, Ye Shuyuan had never thought in that direction, but her aunt, Ye Jingwen, guessed it instantly.
“I knew I was right!”
Ye Jingwen gently shook her head, “Shuyuan, you’re excellent in many ways, but when it comes to love, you’re just too dense. You never seem to grasp the nature of men and women!”
“Yeah, maybe.”
Ye Shuyuan sighed. Although Feng Moli had spoken so nonchalantly over the phone, she still couldn’t understand how they could have become intimate after meeting for the first time that day.
In her view, no matter the reason, it was far too casual.
“Two equally outstanding people are more likely to spark!”
“Besides, with such a huge incentive, it’s normal for something to happen between them.”
As she said this, Ye Jingwen looked at Ye Shuyuan and sighed again, “Now that Feng Moli has stolen a march, with your personality, you’re not the type to fight over a man with your best friend.”
“Is that so?”
“Of course!”
Ye Shuyuan nodded emphatically, “There are so many men in the world, I would never compete with Moli over a man!”
“Exactly!”
“The task of clinging to Mr. Yang’s coattails should be left to Wanyi and Qianqian!”
Ye Jingwen sighed, thinking to herself, If the younger ones don’t cut it, I’ll have to step in myself!
However, Director Yang might not even fancy an old woman like me with my faded looks!
Ye Jingwen shook her head at the thought. If it was an ordinary man, she had plenty of confidence in her ability to handle him.
Even though she was already forty-two years old.
But to most normal men, she was still very attractive, after all, with her good looks, figure, and charm.
But with a man like Yang Hao, she had her doubts. After all, he was too outstanding, and women around him were as plentiful as hair, even someone as experienced as her lacked confidence.
Just then, Ye Shuyuan’s phone rang. It was Yang Hao.
“Director Yang, I just wanted to ask if you’re going to the group tomorrow?”
As soon as the call connected, Ye Shuyuan got straight to the point.
“I am.”
“Moli mentioned you’re going with me?” Yang Hao asked.
“Yes, I was scheduled to attend a meeting at the group tomorrow anyway.”
“If you’re going, Director Yang, we could go together.”
“Sure!”
“Then it’s settled, tomorrow morning at 8:30.”
Yang Hao didn’t mind going with Ye Shuyuan; it was an opportunity to talk more about the group and Hucheng Satellite TV on the way.
“Alright, see you tomorrow morning.”
“OK!”
After a brief exchange, they ended the call.
Ye Jingwen hadn’t left while Ye Shuyuan was on the phone; she had been listening in.
After confirming that Yang Hao was visiting Hucheng Cultural Broadcasting Film and Television Group tomorrow, she went straight to Ye Jianye to discuss the reception arrangements.
The next morning dawned.
At a parking spot near the front gate of the Suhewan Villa.
A silver Buick GL8 had been parked all night.
Inside the vehicle were five people, led by a large bald man in his thirties, wearing a black T-shirt and showing off a pair of big flowered arms.
At that moment, he was half-reclining in the second row’s captain chair, a stub of a cigarette in his mouth.
His sharp eyes occasionally glanced toward the villa’s gate.
“Brother Hu, it’s already past eight,”
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Next to the bald man, a lean man with a scar on his face whispered.
“Who knows when he’ll leave,”
“but if he doesn’t come out, we’ll just wait.”
The bald man exhaled a puff of smoke. He had been watching all night and was actually tired, but this job was assigned by Mr. Lu, and he didn’t dare take it lightly.
“We’ve been here all night!”
“Hungry and tired.”
The scar-faced man complained quietly.
“Didn’t we just have breakfast?”
“You’re hungry again??”
The bald man glared at the scar-faced man and scolded, “Are you a starving ghost reincarnated or what!”
“Brother Hu, the guys are just getting restless!”
“Is this gig really that important??”
The man with the scarred face grimaced as he asked, while the others in the car also turned their gaze towards the big bald man, they didn’t know who they were working for this time, and after waiting a whole night without seeing anyone, it was inevitable they felt frustrated.
“Shut the hell up with the nonsense!”
“You won’t be short of money, just keep a good watch!”
The big bald man glared fiercely at everyone, he had been instructed that the mission this time was top secret and he couldn’t share the details with his subordinates.
The big bald man was named Zhao Hu and he was the leader of this group, also a somewhat notorious thug in Hucheng.
So when he glared, the scarred man and the others didn’t ask any more questions.
“They’re coming out.”
“That’s the car!”
At that moment, the man sitting in the driver’s seat suddenly shouted.
The gazes of the big bald man and his group instantly turned towards the main gate of the villa.
They saw a black Rolls-Royce Phantom exiting through the main gate of the villa.
The big bald man quickly took out his mobile phone, flipped through a few photos that he had received, and confirmed that this Rolls-Royce Phantom was indeed one of the cars in the pictures.
“Keep an eye on the back seat of that car to see if that guy is in there.”
“Da Chong, get out and take a look.”
The big bald man immediately ordered.
Hearing the order, the man seated in the passenger seat quickly got out of the car.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom had tinted windows, so you couldn’t see the interior from the side, only from the front. The man called “Da Chong” seemed to have some experience in this kind of thing, he peered through the windshield and vaguely saw two people sitting in the back.
And these two people were exactly those in the photos.
After confirming, he hurriedly got back into the car.
“Brother Hu, the people we’re waiting for are in the car!”
“Hmm.”
Zhao Hu nodded, then took a walkie-talkie and instructed, “The target has appeared, proceed according to plan.”
Received!
A man’s response immediately came through the walkie-talkie.
“Follow that car!”
Zhao Hu then gave another order to the man sitting in the driver’s seat.
The latter immediately started the car and slowly followed the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Inside the Rolls-Royce right now were Yang Hao and Ye Shuyuan.
This car belonged to the Ye Family, a limited-edition Phantom.
It was usually Ye Jianye’s ride, but today Ye Shuyuan was going to Hucheng Cultural Broadcasting Film and Television Group with Yang Hao, so Ye Jianye lent the car to his daughter to entertain Yang Hao.
The Lu Family and the Ye Family were old acquaintances, familiar with each other, so Lu Mingzhe knew the Ye Family’s cars well. He had given the details of several cars to Zhao Hu through Huang Mao, asking him to wait at the entrance of Suhe Bay.
The purpose was naturally “revenge;” Yang Hao had embarrassed him publicly by “stealing his thunder” the day before.
Lu Mingzhe, the eldest son of the Lu Family, couldn’t swallow this insult. He and Huang Mao conspired the day before to teach Yang Hao a harsh lesson.
Then Huang Mao found Zhao Hu, who was fairly well-known among the thugs in Hucheng. They had known each other for many years and got on well.
Knowing that Zhao Hu was tight-lipped and reliable, he was quite reassured.
After receiving the commission, Zhao Hu indeed made great efforts, immediately leading people to stake out the place for an entire night.
Now the target had finally appeared.
Zhao Hu was sitting in a Buick GL8, directing the driver carefully to follow the Rolls-Royce Phantom from a safe distance.
Meanwhile, seated in the back of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Yang Hao and Ye Shuyuan were chatting, both oblivious to the following car.
As they had never experienced such a thing before, they didn’t even consider this possibility. However, the experienced driver Wang Bin noticed something strange.
After observing for a while, he furrowed his brow and said, “Miss Ye, Director Yang, it seems like there’s a car following us.”
“Hmm?”
“Do you mean we’re being followed?”
Ye Shuyuan looked back in surprise.
“It seems so.”
“A silver Buick.”
Wang Bin said with a look of vigilance, “Miss Ye, should we make a call for help right away?”
“Just to be safe!”
“Yes, make the call!”
Ye Shuyuan hesitated for a moment before making a decision.
Even though she didn’t believe the other party would dare do anything in broad daylight, Yang Hao was still in the car, and she couldn’t let him get hurt while in her family’s vehicle.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Yang Hao say, “It’s too late to make a call now.”
“Hmm?”
“Too late?” Ye Shuyuan asked with a puzzled look.
Yang Hao pointed ahead, “That bus has already blocked the road!”
“It seems the other party has come prepared.”
Hearing this, Ye Shuyuan looked up to see that a large bus had indeed blocked the road. The bus seemed out of control, skewed across the middle, making it impossible for the Rolls-Royce Phantom to pass.