Pampered Poisonous R Chapter 778 - 778 778 Young Master Hua is Stunned (5)

??778: Chapter 778: Young Master Hua is Stunned (5)

778: Chapter 778: Young Master Hua is Stunned (5)

An Yiqing cracked a faint smile, showing no embarrassnt even though Huang Yiyi had exposed her.

“Miss Huang, if you don’t want people to know, you shouldn’t have done it in the first place.

I’m rely returning what you intended to give .

As for the bitter fruits you sowed yourself, enjoy them,” An Yiqing said slowly, standing up and pulling Gu Yelin to leave.

Just as Hua Ming and the others let out a sigh of relief, An Yiqing, who was almost at the door, suddenly stopped and turned around, sweeping a cold gaze over everyone present.

“Manager Pang, you did very well.

And you too,” An Yiqing said with aningful intent, looking at the pale-faced Manager Pang and Sister Wang.

Following that, her gaze landed on Yu Xiaoyu, who was looking uneasy.

An Yiqing offered her a small smile, her eyes full of encouragent.

After An Yiqing and Gu Yelin had left, everyone in the room let out a heavy sigh of relief, collapsing to sit on the floor, gasping for breath, and no one paid any attention to Huang Yiyi rolling on the ground.

“Young Master Hua, what does Miss An an?” Chen Feng asked in a trembling voice, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.

Hua Ming glared at him fiercely and growled, “What could she an?

Whoever masterminded this incident, Miss An will hold them responsible.

If it weren’t for the face of my great-uncle, we all would’ve been dood!

Keep your eyes peeled from now on, and don’t dare to get involved with just any woman!” With that, he cast a pointed glance at Huang Yiyi, who was still rolling on the floor.

Chen Feng nodded sullenly; although he liked Huang Yiyi, when compared to his own life and the promise of wealth and honor, a woman was simply not worth ntioning.

The farce finally ca to an end.

An Yiqing and Gu Yelin ended up buying a white Audi sedan, and both its performance and comfort greatly satisfied An Yiqing.

Hua Ming and Chen Feng hastily went ho, not daring to hide anything, and relayed the event to their families, receiving a scolding in return and then going to apologise profusely to An Yiqing and Gu Yelin.

As for Sister Wang and Manager Pang, they quietly disappeared from Xuandu City the very next day, with no one knowing where they had gone.

While Yu Xiaoyu, as the only beneficiary of the incident, was favored by the new manager, and her career flourished smoothly.

The whole affair seed to have reached its conclusion, but An Yiqing had firmly etched the na Huang Yiyi in her mind.

The reason being none other than Huang Yiyi’s skillful poisoning technique.

If An Yiqing rembered correctly, this thod of poisoning was exclusive to the dicine Sect.

How could Huang Yiyi, an ordinary miss of a wealthy family, have access to poisons, let alone possess the dicine Sect’s unique thod of administering them?

The whole thing was very fishy.

Thus, upon returning from the 4S store, An Yiqing imdiately ordered An Zhifeng to investigate everything about Huang Yiyi’s life, from her childhood to the present, not missing even the trivial detail of when she was weaned.

However, according to the records, everything appeared normal with Huang Yiyi being nothing but an average, spoiled heiress.

Only that…

An Yiqing narrowed her eyes looking at the information listed on the records.

Huang Yiyi’s father, Huang Xing, the seafood tycoon from Nan City, was just an ordinary laborer nineteen years ago, but then shot up like a dark horse in the business world, rapidly making a na for himself.

Interestingly, there was an absolute void in the records of Huang Xing’s activities for a period of ti nineteen years ago.

This was intriguing—where had he been during this ti, and what had he done?

Moreover, how was this linked to Huang Yiyi’s familiarity with the dicine Sect’s poisoning techniques?

An Yiqing had a premonition; she felt she was onto so clues that everyone else had overlooked.

In Nan City, at the Huang Family residence.

“Oh dear, my precious little Yiyi, please open the door!

It’s been three days; you need to eat sothing!” An elderly woman with graying hair stood at Huang Yiyi’s door, holding a tray and continuously knocking.

“I won’t eat!

Take it away!

Bring my father back!

I want my father!” ca the petulant and willful voice of Huang Yiyi from inside the room.

The old woman shook her head helplessly, placed the tray on a cabinet next to the door, and walked away.

At that mont, a black, high-level sedan drove slowly into the villa, and a short, middle-aged man got out of the car.