Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Liu Er was fuming with rage, completely oblivious that the business car that had passed by had also stopped by the roadside.
He didn’t even take off his helt, and went straight to challenge Jiang Moxi.
He wanted to force Jiang Moxi to fight him, to show Fu Yiming that this woman was not the feeble weed they could break with a flick of a finger.
But how could he have expected that the woman who had perford dangerous stunts like clinging to a speeding motorcycle with a re bookbag strap without a change in her composure, would dart around in panic upon removing her helt this ti.
"I’ll give you back the motorcycle, just don’t hit ..."
Liu Er was dumbfounded by her reaction and forgot about his intention to beat her up.
By the ti he snapped back to reality, he saw Fu Yiming getting out of the car and walking in this direction, he was almost driven to tears:
"Don’t play dumb with , you were clearly so capable of fighting before!"
Yet underneath his frantic shouting, Jiang Moxi wore an expression of grievance.
"If I could fight, I wouldn’t have let you take my bag."
As she said this, she covertly glanced towards Fu Yiming, who was walking in their direction.
In fact, she had seen Fu Yiming’s figure in the motorcycle’s rearview mirror earlier.
Piecing together that the motorcycle had been trying to force her to stop, she vaguely guessed that Fu Yiming and Liu Er were cohorts.
She could reveal herself in front of Liu Er, but not in front of Fu Yiming and the Jiang Family.
Otherwise, with their insatiable greed, they wouldn’t rest until they drained her of every last drop of blood.
Her eyes shifted lightly, and Liu Er accused:
"What nonsense are you spouting! I can’t beat you at all, you stole the motorcycle, and you snatched back the bag."
But Jiang Moxi replied coolly, "How could I, a girl, possibly beat you and steal your motorcycle? You need to prep your lies better!"
Liu Er, fueled by anger, swung his fist, ready to punch her.
Just then, Fu Yiming stepped between them and scolded coldly: "Enough! Do you want to embarrass yourself further?"
"Young Master Fu, don’t be fooled by her..." Liu Er hurried to explain as he saw Fu Yiming approach.
But Jiang Moxi cut him off with a sudden realization, "So you’re all in this together!"
Then, she took several steps back, her eyes showing fear: "You’ve already taken my Skin Relaxing Pills, what else do you want?"
Fu Yiming, unshaken by the revelation of the truth, even lit a cigarette in front of Jiang Moxi and started smoking leisurely.
After all, in his eyes, Jiang Moxi was nothing but a waste.
Even if he accidentally revealed his true colors in front of her, there was no need for excessive worry.
Just a little threat and temptation should ensure she wouldn’t dare to speak out.
As for the Skin Relaxing Pills...
Fu Yiming gave Liu Er a cold glance before finally setting his gaze on Jiang Moxi: "Did he take the Skin Relaxing Pills last night?"
"Yeah, he took them. I yelled and scread, and he gave the motorcycle to ."
Jiang Moxi’s eyes, heavily lined with black eyeliner, were now misted with a hint of moisture.
"So now, on top of stealing my Skin Relaxing Pills, you want to take the motorcycle back as well?"
As expected, no sooner had she finished speaking, Fu Yiming’s withering gaze fell on Liu Er.
Liu Er exploded on the spot, "I didn’t take her Skin Relaxing Pills!"
Then he turned and yelled at Jiang Moxi:
"You coward! It’s bad enough that you beat and stole my beloved bike, and now you’re framing for stealing your Skin Relaxing Pills. What use would I have for that trash?"
"No use? Then why would you rob in the middle of the night?" Jiang Moxi retorted sharply.
Fu Yiming seed to have an epiphany, his gaze on Liu Er brewing a storm of violence.
Seeing this, Liu Er quickly protested his innocence: "Young Master Fu, I’ve cooperated with your family for many years, if I had ulterior motives, I wouldn’t have called you out here tonight."
Fu Yiming narrowed his eyes with suspicion, his gaze returning to Jiang Moxi as he approached her.
Jiang Moxi’s expression remained unchanged, but the hands that hung by her thighs had obviously tightened a bit.
She didn’t want to reveal anything in front of Fu Yiming, but if Fu Yiming dared to do sothing to her, she wouldn’t just give in and be bullied by him.
However, at this critical mont, Jiang Moxi heard the sound of a wheelchair, and imdiately looked in the direction of the sound, calling out softly, "Uncle."
Fu Yiming quickly turned his head and saw not far away, Fu Youhan was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed towards them by Chi Jing.
Under the dim light, the man was in a black suit, his expression indiscernible.
The only thing visible was him nodding slightly to Jiang Moxi.
Even though he was still in a wheelchair, he seed like the king of the night, causing both Fu Yiming and Liu Er to feel the oncoming oppressive aura, sending a chill down their spines.
"Uncle, what are you doing here?"
Fu Yiming ca back to his senses, quickly put out his cigarette butt, and walked toward the man.
"Just passing by."
Fu Youhan cast a cold glance at Fu Yiming, his gaze then fell back on Jiang Moxi: "What happened?"
"They just..." Jiang Moxi was about to respond.
Fu Yiming quickly spoke up, interrupting Jiang Moxi’s words: "Nothing much, I just happened to run into Moxi and got out of the car to say hello."
After explaining to Fu Youhan, Fu Yiming looked at Jiang Moxi, his eyes filled with a warning.
"You agree, right, Moxi?"
Jiang Moxi’s eyes shifted away sowhat evasively: "Yes, we just happened to et, and just... just stopped to chat."
Fu Youhan narrowed his sharp eyes, his gaze swept between the two, then looked back at Jiang Moxi.
"Co and push to Night Color."
Jiang Moxi nodded stiffly and walked over to Fu Youhan.
Fu Yiming still wanted to find out the whereabouts of the Skin Relaxing Pills, but Fu Youhan had joined in.
He couldn’t defy Fu Youhan’s command, and in the end, he had no choice but to let Jiang Moxi push Fu Youhan away.
As for Liu Er, from the mont Fu Youhan appeared until now, he didn’t even dare to make a peep.
Because that man was like the top predator of the food chain.
For these small fry like them, there was only innate submission and fear.
It wasn’t until Fu Youhan and the others had walked far away that LiuEr’s heart, still hanging, returned to place, and he turned to et Fu Yiming’s cold, ghostly eyes.
"Young Master Fu, listen to ..."
But Fu Yiming didn’t even let him finish his sentence, directly lifting him into the car.
A little private punishnt, and soon it’ll be clear whether the Skin Relaxing Pills were still with Jiang Moxi or had already been passed on by Liu Er...
*
On the other side, Jiang Moxi had already pushed Fu Youhan into the elevator of Night Color.
"I’ll go park the car."
Chi Jing exited the elevator room at the right mont.
Soon, the elevator doors closed.
In the confined space, only Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan were left.
"Thank you," Jiang Moxi said with her head bowed, thanking the man.
But Fu Youhan didn’t like to look up at soone, so he simply pulled her onto his lap.
Soon, the two were facing each other at close distance once again.
Maybe it was because they had been in close contact so often, or maybe she had grown fond of the faint scent of his aftershave mixed with the sll of tobacco.
Jiang Moxi unexpectedly found that she was not averse to the man’s affectionate gesture.
Even though the two’s posture was intimate, the man’s coolness was still there, his voice chilly as ice chips.
"How co you’re not saying that you owe a favor, asking to teach you a lesson this ti?"
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