"Boss, it’s midnight. Where are you going?" Her subordinates looked confused.
"I’m going to Moscow."
"Huh? Why?"
"To kill the wonton bastard and bitch..."
Hearing she was going to Russia, her subordinates panicked; about five of them walked up and pushed her against the wall in the hospital corridor.
"Let me go. Are you rebelling against me?" Lu Yan roared.
"Boss, you must calm down. If you go there, you’ll ruin the plan you and Young Master Qiao are carrying out..."
"Damn the plan. That bastard Qiao Fei and that bitch Amy are badmouthing me behind my back... Fuck, I can’t bear it anymore..."
Seeing her agitation, one of them whispered to the others, "Hurry and get the Madam here."
"Boss, calm down."
"I can’t damned calm down. I’ll go to Russia now and bomb them." Lu Yan raised her hand.
"Calm down. Boss, hastiness brings disaster..."
On the other side, thinking he had said enough, Qiao Fei yawned.
"I’m tired. I must go to bed; you do it, too."
"Young Master Qiao, I..." Reluctant to go, Amy seemed to have other thoughts on her mind.
"Young Master Qiao, I can... serve you in the bedroom..." she lowered her head and said vaguely.
Lu Yan heard the words clearly since the Bluetooth on her watch hadn’t been turned off.
Hearing the words through her earpiece, she knew what Amy meant even though she couldn’t see the scene.
"Fuck! They dare... Qiao Fei, damn you! If you dare to touch even her hair, I’ll cut your d*ck off..."
Not understanding what Lu Yan was railing at, her subordinates were alarmed, thinking she had gone crazy.
"It’s not necessary. Go back to your room," Qiao Fei refused Amy’s offer.
Glancing at the tiny drone out of the window, he smiled meaningfully and went to bed.
He felt great after paying her back for making him jealous over the past couple of days.
Lu Yan had enraged him, but he wasn’t a doormat.
Today’s drama might enrage her so much that she’d e to Russia.
He’d be happy if she came since he missed that damned girl very much.
Not able to bicker with her, he felt life was quite boring.
While Lu Yan was yelling about going to Russia, Qin Chu drove to the hospital with Huo Mian.
"Yan, what’s happening?"
"Young Madam." Lu Yan’s subordinates relaxed when they saw Huo Mian.
"Sis, why are you here?" Seeing her sister, Lu Yan calmed down a bit.
"I came because of you. I was dreaming of eating hot pot when your people woke me up, saying you got mad at midnight and insisted on going to Russia," Huo Mian walked over and said.
"Yeah."
"Why do you want to go to Russia?"
"To kill people."
"Whom do you want to kill?" Huo Mian asked.
"A wonton bastard and a b*tch."
"Who are they?"
"Oh, Sis, don’t ask. It’s a long story. I’ll return very soon."
"No, you can’t go anywhere. Your brother-in-law said you’re in danger. Have you forgotten how you got the concussion?"
Huo Mian thought the person who targeted Lu Yan must be a big figure with an unknown identity; otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to rescue Huo Siqian from Lu Yan’s hands so easily.
"Sis..." Lu Yan looked helpless.
"Don’t sis me. You can only stay in the hospital. If you don’t listen to me, I’ll have someone give you a shot of sedative." Huo Mian looked serious.
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