The brows furrowed slightly.
He extinguished the cigarette butt, turned around, and walked back to the suite.
"Yandi..." Han Sun approached with a docunt, looking at Situ Yan and said, "Prince Nangong is here."
"Is the information accurate?"
"Absolutely. Our spies at the airport personally took photos of him coming and going." Han Sun handed the docunt to Situ Yan.
Situ Yan opened it and took out the photos.
Seeing Nangong Yaoling appearing at the airport surrounded by people, he couldn’t help but snort coldly.
"Prince Nangong really couldn’t sit still and ca so quickly!"
"Yandi, everything you instructed us to set up a few days ago is ready! Also, the person you wanted similar to Miss Xia has been selected after a week of searching."
"Very good." Situ Yan nodded, flipping through the photos: "This ti, we’ll lure him into the trap. Even if Nangong Yaoling had ten lives, it wouldn’t be enough!" Situ Yan said viciously.
His eyes fell on the photos.
Suddenly, he was stunned, carefully taking out a photo, and imdiately started flipping through them. Seeing that familiar face appearing with Nangong Yaoling, his expression turned increasingly ugly.
"Yandi, what’s wrong?"
"Damn it!" Situ Yan slamd the photo onto the table: "What’s he trying to interfere for!"
"Yandi... Who... who are you talking about?"
Situ Yan didn’t speak.
"Then... should the plan continue as usual?"
"As usual." Situ Yan spat out the words through gritted teeth.
The next day.
Nangong Yaoling was dining in the restaurant, with a variety of exquisite breakfasts laid out, weetbit, toasted bread, a nutritious al of dairy cheese and fruits and vegetables, peanut butter.
A cup of hot milk was steaming slightly, and the air was filled with the rich and authentic aroma of Australian milk.
Qin Yi knocked on the door and approached: "Young Master, all last night, Situ Yan’s people didn’t show up outside the block, it seems... they are deliberately avoiding this issue."
Nangong nodded: "I understand."
At this mont, Nangong Yaoling’s phone rang again.
It was a video sent by Situ Yan.
In the video, there was a small bowl filled with yellow Chinese dicine.
A hand held the dicine, facing Xia Xiaonuan whose hands and feet were restrained, and said with a smile: "Baby, drink this dicine, and there will be no obstacles between us. Promise , except for this child, I will treat you well!"
Xia Xiaonuan shook her head forcefully, staring at the bowl of dicine, her eyes wide with fear.
Because the cara was far away, Xiaonuan’s face couldn’t be seen clearly, but it was evident that Xia Xiaonuan was trembling all over, obviously extrely resistant.
The video ended.
The knife in Nangong Yaoling’s hand slamd heavily onto the plate with a "bang."
"Xiaonuan... our child!" Nangong Yaoling’s face was ashen, his pupils staring terrifyingly at the phone, murmuring.
"Young Master... calm down... Maybe, maybe Situ Yan is just provoking you again... If he had wanted to get rid of Xiaonuan’s child, he would have done it already..."
Nangong Yaoling took out his phone and watched it again.
They should be on a ship, surrounded by sea, and across was a lighthouse.
Looking at the trembling figure and terrified eyes of "Xiaonuan" in the video, Nangong Yaoling picked up the knife and stabbed it fiercely into the sandwich in front of him.
"Find soone to check where they are right now! I must kill Situ Yan today!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
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