Hua Country, Decay Bar basent.
The crew-cut man sat on the sofa, silently whittling a stick to a very sharp point, occasionally aiming it at the DJ kneeling on the ground.
The DJ shivered in fear, his lip and ear piercings had been torn out and lay on the ground, bloodied.
The man touched below his broken eyebrow, his voice deep, "Have you thought it through? Last ti I’ll ask, if you do not speak or lie to , I will poke out your eyes."
The DJ swallowed hard, "I’ll tell, I’ll tell. Last month, on the 28th just after eleven at night, a man wearing a hat and a mask brought a bag of money to the bar to find , asking to contact a woman, saying he wanted to deal with a man from Hua Country called Fu Shiyan.
I don’t know why he chose , I couldn’t see his face, but his accent didn’t sound like a person from A Country; he sounded more like soone from Hua Country.
He said if I dared to speak out, he would kill , so I didn’t say anything".
The man chuckled lightly, "Lying to ?"
The DJ shook his head, "I wouldn’t dare, I’m telling the truth."
The man stood up, raising the sharply whittled stick towards the DJ’s eyes.
The DJ yelled, "I’m telling the truth!"
The man grunted, "If you’re lying, no matter where you run, I’ll find you." Having said that, he walked away.
The man left the bar and got into his car, pressing a button on his wristwatch, and soon a woman’s voice ca through.
"Wolf."
"Mo, I have just interrogated that DJ," Wolf relayed what the DJ had said.
After listening, An Yan instructed him to keep constant surveillance on the DJ to see if anyone made a move against him.
Fu Shiyan walked into the study, watching An Yan’s fingers fly across the keyboard, the screen split showing several surveillance feeds.
He sat on the armrest of the chair, one hand holding the back of the chair, "Found anything?"
An Yan shook her head, "Only saw the DJ’s figure, but the other party, from start to finish, didn’t show a single mistake, clearly an expert, it’s like he understands us, like he was being cautious around us.
Wolf said the person explicitly targeted you, using Song Xue to harm you.
You had just returned last month, and they had already sought you out, clearly, they care about you a lot.
The type to take such revenge must definitely be a woman.
I think it’s one of the romantic debts you left behind."
Fu Shiyan sighed, "Who could be so fixated on ? I’m truly wronged. My first kiss, my first night were all with you, and I’ve never hinted or fantasized with anyone else, where have I left any romantic debts?"
An Yan raised an eyebrow, "I’ll let you listen to a recording."
Fu Shiyan let go of her, An Yan pulled up a recording from the computer.
"Moon, have you seen the news? Fu Shiyan got caught up in an X harassnt scandal! Now Mu Anyan is dragged into the storm!"
"Really? n cheating is quite normal, isn’t it? What’s so surprising?"
"Wait... it reversed now, did you see?"
"Reversal?"
"A surveillance video appeared online, damn it! Didn’t expect Fu Shiyan to be quite decent, this Mu Anyan is really lucky, found a man that is wealthy and handso yet ethical. Not sure where Mu Anyan got so many titles from, sounds pretty intimidating, they praise her endlessly online!"
"Hah! She’s just a vase. Those honors are all bought with money, nothing more."
"But Moon, do you have so kind of grudge against Mu Anyan?"
"Just do your own thing, I’m simply cherishing talent, I can’t stand her doing this to you. You must take the world title in the Gold Scissors Competition, and shine for MC."
"Honestly, I’m still really worried about the designer from Galaxy."
"She’s just an old woman who has never been seen before. I heard that she won’t participate in the competition this year, and now you have helping you, what are you afraid of?"
"I heard from the folks at Galaxy that it’s highly likely that Galaxy Design Studio will send Mu Anyan to participate this year. If it weren’t for relying on Su Yue, why wouldn’t they use any of those nurous S-grade designers, instead choosing a re assistant?"
"It’s very likely that Su Yue gave soone else’s drawings to Mu Anyan to use, to make Mu Anyan famous. These two are always in cahoots. Just focus on your designs, and I will help you. Afterwards, the deputy general manager position at MC will be yours."
The recording ended.
An Yan looked at Fu Shiyan, "So, what conclusion can we draw from this?"
After pondering, Shiyan said, "One, this Moon knows you and Su Yue very well. She holds a grudge against you, especially against you. Two, another person also bears a grudge against you. Three, there’s a traitor in your Galaxy Studio. Four, you’re preparing to participate in the Gold Scissors Competition."
An Yan nodded, "Spot on with the summary. Let give you a hint, this Moon’s signal is coming from Country A."
Fu Shiyan narrowed his eyes, "So you think this Moon might be connected to the Song Xue case."
"You’re really sharp, you got it in one," An Yan looked up at him, "I suspect this Moon is full of spiteful love for you and pure hatred for . Think about it, who could design and also bear grudges against us both?"
Fu Shiyan already had a na in mind; his mory had gotten stuck right at that mont. He blurted out, "Su Manxi."
An Yan snapped her fingers, "That’s what I thought too. So it’s all because you’re attracting too much attention."
"Being handso is a cri?" Fu Shiyan pinched her chin, "Actually, I’m quite glad I have such a face."
An Yan raised an eyebrow, "Glad?"
Fu Shiyan smiled, "If I were ugly, you definitely wouldn’t have given your first night that evening."
"So sure?"
Fu Shiyan leaned down to kiss her, "You see, I’m handso, so you said a little lady has nothing to repay you with except her body. If I were ugly, you would have said a little lady has nothing to repay you with, but can only in the next life work like a horse or an ox to repay the kindness of a hero."
An Yan laughed out loud, "You really know , I’m totally swayed by looks."
"Indeed." Fu Shiyan slightly furrowed his brows.
An Yan laughed, "Didn’t you say that yourself?"
"I was just testing you, and I didn’t expect it to be really true, now I’m a bit scared," Fu Shiyan pursed his lips, "What if I were not to your taste, and you would run away."
An Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, "I’m just teasing you. No matter if you are handso or ugly, you saved my life, I will never fall in love with soone else in this life.
If soone is willing to give their life for , you know how much that mont shocked my heart.
Although I am superficial, once I am set on soone, my heart will never change.
Unless you really really don’t want ."
Fu Shiyan gazed at An Yan’s extrely beautiful doe eyes, a smile curling up at the edges of his lips, he was extrely satisfied with her words.
"What do you plan to do? Do you need to do anything?"
An Yan’s expressions were cold, "I guess they won’t make a move for the ti being, probably planning to fiercely strike in the face at the Gold Scissors Competition. Let’s et at the competition then. As for the mole in Galaxy Design Studio, I absolutely won’t let this person off. As for you,"
her gaze softened a bit, "just keep making Daddy’s Little Zero Snacks daily."
"Yeah, I can do that," Fu Shiyan nuzzled her nose, "And I can do even better, available anyti you ask."
An Yan: "..."
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