Xia Yangyang turned around, "With here, I won’t let anyone from the Culture Hall harm him. As for Miss Xi, I don’t dare to collaborate with you. Miss Xi is too smart, she could sell out and maybe even make count the money for her, so I can’t work with soone I don’t trust."
Xia Yangyang turned and left.
As she reached the door, Xi Zijun said, "You’re not worthy of Ah Chen at all because you only care about your own feelings and not his safety."
Without turning back, Xia Yangyang simply said, "The matters between my husband and are none of Miss Xi’s concern."
Xia Yangyang left the café without any joy.
However, after leaving, Xia Yangyang’s mood was very heavy.
If what Xi Zijun said was true, that the mastermind behind all this wasn’t Xi Jiaxin.
Then there must be soone else pulling the strings.
In fact, Xia Yangyang had always had this suspicion deep inside.
Xia Yangyang had watched that video over and over again.
n in black, ard with guns, had burst in and started firing wildly.
But those n, dressed in black clothes, pants, and vests, were all exposing their forearms.
Xia Yangyang had looked carefully from every angle multiple tis; there were no marks on their hands.
Her second brother had said those n were IS terrorists, seeking revenge due to an old grudge with her elder brother.
But Xia Yangyang had experience with this in the United States and knew that IS terrorists always had their tattooed insignia on their hands.
For that organization, ceremony was important; on the first day of joining, it was a symbol of pride.
But none of those n had it.
Xia Yangyang had doubted from the start that those n really belonged to IS.
It was a pity that those n were fanatics; with their deaths, there was no evidence to prove anything.
But sothing Xi Zijun said had reminded Xia Yangyang.
Xia Yangyang had never connected the drug trafficking with Phoenix’s wedding.
What if it was true?
Before Gu Zhaohan fell into a coma, he had told her that the person they were really up against was Gao Huizhi.
Setting up Shengyuan and Gu Qichen was also for this reason, which coincidentally matched Xi Zijun’s speculation.
If Phoenix’s wedding was also a deliberately orchestrated conspiracy.
It would be truly terrifying.
Then her godfather was indeed in grave danger.
There was one person Xia Yangyang could think of in her mind.
But for the ti being, she dared not be sure and was afraid to even contemplate that possibility.
Xia Yangyang’s heart was pounding violently.
Xia Yangyang hailed a cab, and when the driver asked where she wanted to go, Xia Yangyang couldn’t specify a destination.
She just said to drive around aimlessly for a while.
The driver gave Xia Yangyang a strange look.
The more Xia Yangyang thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.
So, she took out her phone and repeatedly watched the video from Phoenix’s wedding.
Xia Yangyang had only recorded about a dozen seconds; it was very brief.
But it was like hell on earth.
In fact, Xia Yangyang found it sowhat avoidant.
Every ti she watched it, she felt as though she was being tortured.
Yet she forced herself to watch it closely, over and over again.
After dozens of viewings, Xia Yangyang realized that those people had burst in with a specific shooting target in mind.
It seed they were always aiming towards the main table.
At the main table were Gao Huizhi and several of the most important elders of the Culture Hall.
This was one of the reasons for the imnse casualties the Culture Hall had suffered in the end.
Doubts began to stir in Xia Yangyang’s mind.
Could it be that those people were really targeting her godfather?
The more she thought about it, the more her heart trembled.
What if it was true?
What if an insider of the Culture Hall had arranged both incidents, and was now right beside Gao Huizhi?
Just thinking about it sent chills down Xia Yangyang’s spine.
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