boyutpedia Chapter 170 The Young Master Invites You
Chapter 170 The Young Master Invites You
A-Qian put down her phone, looked up at the clock on the wall, and saw that the hour hand was pointing exactly to four o'clock.
She sighed softly, sat wearily on the edge of the bed, and muttered to herself, "I haven't slept well tonight. I've woken up several times to vomit, and now I'm so sleepy."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to rub her temples, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and bitterness.
He then slowly lay down on the bed and pulled the blanket over himself.
Soon, her breathing gradually calmed down, and she drifted off to sleep.
In the dead of night, all was quiet.
Su Yingxue lay alone in bed.
The warm yellow light from the desk lamp cast a soft glow, as if creating a tranquil haven for her.
Her slender fingers gently swiped across the phone screen, and the photos flashed by like a slideshow.
There is a photo of her and Tan Zhengchu. In the moment the camera freezes, Tan Zhengchu's narrow peach blossom eyes seem to hold shimmering spring waves.
Yet it also exudes a wicked and captivating charm.
There are also photos of him with his seven children.
Whether playful or silly, each photo carries a heartwarming feeling.
This habit of looking at photos every night before bed is like an invisible thread, tightly connecting her with her longing for her family.
Su Yingxue's fingertip lingered on Tan Zhengchu's solo photo.
Her eyes were tender, and her fingers unconsciously caressed the screen, as if touching his cheek across time and space.
After a long while, a single tear silently slid down, soaking the pillowcase.
"Zhengchu, when will I finally see you again, when our whole family will be together again..." she murmured to herself, biting her lip and forcing back the tears welling up in her eyes.
The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, gently waking Su Yingxue.
She subconsciously looked at the beds next to her, and the beds of the fourth and third brothers were empty.
Her heart sank. She hurriedly got up, slipped on her slippers, and ran outside.
In the study, Butler Wang was directing the servants to organize the bookshelves.
He meticulously instructed us on the placement and order of the books.
Su Yingxue rushed in, her voice urgent: "Uncle Wang, have you seen the fourth and third brothers?"
Uncle Wang turned around, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "The Third Young Master went to a meeting early this morning, and the Fourth Young Master went out with him."
Su Yingxue frowned, a pang of bitterness rising in her heart, a feeling of being ignored.
Uncle Wang quickly arranged everything.
Approaching Su Yingxue, he said with concern and respect, "Miss Su, this place is chaotic. I've arranged a car for you, along with a few reliable bodyguards. You can go out and explore without worry."
Su Yingxue nodded slightly and said softly, "Thank you, Uncle Wang, for your trouble."
Uncle Wang smiled and said, "What are you saying? Third Master instructed us to take good care of you, so we dare not be negligent."
At this moment, the driver stepped forward, handed over his business card with both hands, and said with a professional smile, "Ms. Su, this is my business card. Please feel free to contact me if you have any needs."
Su Yingxue took it and replied, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
This meticulous arrangement demonstrates the well-trained nature of the third brother's team.
The car came to a steady stop in the busiest part of the border town's city center.
After Su Yingxue got out of the car, her eyes revealed a hint of determination.
She knew she had to take the initiative to find out some information.
She took out her phone and dialed the number of Cheng Wu, a middleman in Longmen, a border town in Myanmar.
When the call connected, she said directly, "Brother Cheng Wu, this is Su Yingxue. Lao San gave me your contact information. I came to Biancheng this time to ask you for a favor. I need to find a man named Wei Hao. He hurt my family, and I can't let him get away with it."
Cheng Wu remained silent for a moment on the other end, then replied in a low voice, "Since he's Lao San's friend, I'll definitely help. Send me that person's information."
Su Yingxue thanked him profusely, "Thank you so much, Brother Cheng. I will definitely come to thank you in person after this matter is settled."
After sending Wei Hao's message, Su Yingxue went into a coffee shop and chose a window seat.
This spot offers both a moment of peace and a good view of the people coming and going.
But as soon as she sat down, she noticed something was wrong.
Many people in the coffee shop gave her strange looks, glancing at her every now and then, which made her feel uneasy.
Su Yingxue gripped the hem of her clothes, trying to calm herself: In broad daylight, they wouldn't dare to do anything.
Just as I was feeling uneasy, my phone rang. It was Liu Bao calling.
As soon as the call connected, I heard Liu Bao's excited voice: "Mommy, Daddy woke up for a while and was looking for you everywhere!"
Su Yingxue's eyes instantly reddened, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Really? How is he now?"
Liu Bao continued, "Daddy fell asleep again shortly after waking up, but Uncle Lin Quan is preparing medication to suppress drowsiness, so Daddy will definitely get better and better."
Su Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief, "That's great, baby. Be good at home and keep an eye on Daddy for Mommy. Don't let anything else happen to him."
Liu Bao obediently replied, "I know, Mommy. Be careful when you're alone, and come back early."
Su Yingxue hung up the phone, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips.
At this moment, she was filled with confidence in Tan Zhengchu's recovery, and her previous anxiety dissipated somewhat.
Su Yingxue sat in the coffee shop, her fingers lightly tapping the table as she secretly made plans.
Her eyes held a hint of determination as she murmured to herself, "That guy Wei Hao is unpredictable. I'm thinking he might show up in the dark market. I should go there and look for him."
As she spoke, she glanced at her watch and frowned slightly. "It's still early to go to the dark market. Let's wait a bit longer."
The coffee shop was originally bustling with activity, filled with the sounds of laughter and chatter.
But in just a few minutes, it was as if it had been wiped out by an invisible hand.
In the blink of an eye, only Su Yingxue was left all alone, the silence eerily quiet.
At that moment, a middle-aged man in his forties walked in with steady steps.
He was dressed in a sharp suit, and his hair was neatly combed.
He steadily held a delicate box in his hands and walked straight towards Su Yingxue.
"Who are you?" Su Yingxue stood up warily, her gaze fixed on the other person.
The middle-aged man bowed slightly, his manner polite yet somewhat distant: "Miss Su, I have come to see you on the orders of a certain young master."
Su Yingxue frowned even deeper, her face full of doubt: "Your young master? I don't know him. Why are you looking for me?"
The middle-aged man wasn't annoyed; a faint smile curved his lips as he gently opened the box in his hand.
In an instant, a cluster of vibrant purple royal protea flowers came into view.
The petals were still covered with glistening morning dew, shimmering with tiny sparkles in the light.
Su Yingxue's eyes widened, and she blurted out, "This flower..."
She couldn't help but recall her days in Shenzhen.
Back then, I would receive the exact same bouquet of flowers every day.
At first, she thought it was a gift from Zhao Dakuang.
Now it seems that it was the young master in front of us who did it.