Thinking about what happened last night, a dash of frost surfaced on Mrs. Yangâs face, âYour Uncle Yao and his family left with a grudge last night, also, the words young lady Jing yelled out after that, you yourself had heard them.â
âEven now, I get angry thinking about it. I didnât expect young lady Jing to be that stubborn! Little Ye is but a lonely person, and she doesnât have any elders to support her. That kidâs character is so nice that my heart hurts for her. Iâm thinking of having her as my goddaughter, so youâll get a new sister.â
Yang Heng was stunned, goddaughter? Get him a new sister?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMa, how did what happened last night irritate you to this point? Did father not properly console you last night? Why are you thinking of making her your goddaughter? Even if you wanted to do that, Ye Jian1 must agree to it.â After his momentary stun, Yang Heng couldnât help but to laugh. Sometimes his mother would do things that put people in a state between laughter and tears. Why is she getting a goddaughter in this day and age, and how did she come up with that idea?
Mrs. Yang scolded while laughing, âYou rascal, even your dad thinks my idea was great, what, you donât like it? Fine, if you donât like it, then I wonât mention it.â
âItâs not that I donât like it, having a sister like her would be quite a brag.â After being between laughter and tears, Yang Heng started to seriously ponder about it. He thought the idea was quite good, a sister is incomparably better than a friend, âHow about I broach the topic on Monday, this still needs Ye Jian to agree on it. By the time Uncle Yao and his family know about it, theyâll start to restrain themselves.â
The mother-son pair seriously thought about it while in the car; meanwhile, a black sedan drove out from the underground garage, heading towards the direction of the outskirts.
âThe goods arenât many, all of them are light weapons, I believe you wonât be able to whisk a cannon away. I ensure the amount of handguns and ammo will be enough.â Hou Zi did not evade the subject because of Ye Jianâs presence. Xia clanâs Sixth Master even brought along the young lady⦠to be honest, his thoughts at the moment were, isnât he afraid someone would trouble the young lady?
After thinking about it for a moment, he felt like he was just worrying for nothing. Even Childe Xia wasnât worried for himself, and not even an ounce of fear could be seen from the young lady. It could be seen that the two of them werenât even afraid of things.
Since they were all courageous and not afraid of things, then what should he worry about, to evade talking about.
Xia Jinyuan2 trusts in Hou Ziâs arrangement, listening to his words, he commented: âWeâll listen to Brother Ziâs arrangement, Yunnan province is Brother Ziâs territory, I donât have to worry about anything.â
âI really canât worry for you; youâve only told me you killed someone overseas, and I donât even truly know how high status the person you killed was.â Hou Ziâs face wore a smile. Even the chill that he couldnât hide in his voice was gone, and now his voice sounded cheery.
âIâve already notified the brothers in the underworld to pay more attention to, whatever happens, Iâve also arranged some men for the hotel. If someone sneaks in, weâll immediately know.â Hou Zi signaled the driver to go faster, he turned around from the front passenger seat, his pretty red phoenix eyes looked at Ye Jian with a smirking look, âThis young lady is quite courageous, arenât you scared of trouble?â
Ye Jian laughed, her voice hid a sliver of uncaringness. In a cheery tone, she asked, âWhatâs there to be afraid of? If they come, then weâll act, itâs not like they are monsters, all of them have heads.â
âBut theyâre here to take your lives; youâre not afraid of that?â He didnât believe it. No matter how calm a young lady could be, thereâs no way she could be so quiet she wasnât afraid of death.
Ye Jian was truly not afraid, she had already been reborn once and had already known the taste of death a long time ago, whatâs there to be scared of?
Right now, she wasnât afraid of people knocking on their parade; she was more afraid that no one would come knocking!
The color in her eyes gradually turned dark and cold; her obsidian eyes were brimming with bloodlust. Meanwhile, she maintained an uncaring smile and took her time to speak: âWhatâs there to be afraid of? He wants to kill me, I too, want to kill him. Eliminating the person that wants to kill me ahead of time, whatâs there to be afraid of?â