The night fell.
Tang Suiyu finally lay comfortably in Ye Gushen’s arms, "Have you morized the people who ca?"
"Yes."
"Nowadays, only wealthy people can afford to play these gas, always wanting to spark so civil war, leaving the common people in distress. I really don’t understand their mindset! Is power and status really that important to you n?"
"Important." Ye Gushen held her close, his slightly cool lips touching her smooth forehead.
Is it really that important?
Even Ye Gushen thinks it’s important. She had always thought he didn’t care about those things. Could she have been wrong?
"How else would we clean up the ss you cause?"
"I haven’t caused any ss!" She kicked him under the thin blanket, "Let’s sleep, let’s sleep. Hopefully, we won’t get killed while sleeping!"
"We won’t."
The situation Tang Suiyu feared did not happen; they went ho the next day.
Three days later.
She and Ye Gushen were sitting in the living room watching TV, enjoying a rare mont of leisure.
Suddenly, soone walked in hurriedly, "Boss, Mr. Mo wants to see you now!"
Lin Shang!
Tang Suiyu swallowed the green grape in her mouth, successfully choking on it.
The visitor glanced at her.
"I’m fine, I’m fine, this TV show is too funny! I couldn’t help it..." Tang Suiyu patted her chest and t Ye Gushen’s cold dark eyes, "Brother, you should go!"
Ye Gushen couldn’t ignore it; Mr. Mo called for him, especially since Lin Shang was the one caught.
After they left, Tang Suiyu sat in the living room for a while longer until the variety show ended, then yawned and went upstairs.
On Mo Qianchi’s wedding anniversary last ti, Ye Gushen planned to cut off their escape route, so he contacted Lin Shang and Feng Li, asking them to send people to control everyone.
But Lin Shang was in Jing City, so how did he get caught?
Could he have co personally? Or is this just a ruse?
She was terribly vexed, holding her computer with the music blasting loudly. If Ye Gushen and Lin Shang were exposed, how would she ensure Ye Gushen gets away?
——
Ye Gushen saw Lin Shang in a cold, damp basent, tied to a wooden crucifix, limbs restrained, his body covered with intersecting whip marks, red wounds bursting open with visible blood streaks.
Years of training allowed him to face such sights without batting an eye, but inside, he wished he could tear these people to pieces.
"Boss, this man is Lin Shang. We’re in luck this ti, to have caught soone like him!" Afeng grinned, taking credit.
"Yes, excellent." Ye Gushen’s voice was deep.
Lin Shang, beaten into unconsciousness and waking again, slowly opened his eyes. The man in front had an unremarkable face; the boss’s disguise was indeed good.
Totally different from the previous face.
"You’re here! What do you think we should do with him? Killing him directly seems too easy, doesn’t it?" Mo Qianchi’s voice ca from behind.
Ye Gushen turned around, "Mr. Mo is right, killing him would be too easy!"
"After Ye Gushen’s death, this guy has been in charge. Now that he’s in our hands, perhaps killing him is better." Mo Qianchi continued.
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