Chapter 726 - 644: Major Event
Just these two points are enough to ensure that even if she had mouths all over her body, she wouldn’t be able to explain clearly.
Once this blame falls, she and her recently awakened son Qian Huan will become the most "reasonable" scapegoats.
Li Hanyu’s face grew increasingly gloomy, her thoughts ever more chaotic, and she could no longer foresee which direction the situation would develop in.
The best scenario is that the special envoy is unharmed, and only one Night Watcher has died.
That way, the disturbance might still be controlled within the scope of a "local conflict," but if something happens to the special envoy, then Zone 9 will probably dig three feet to uncover the "culprits."
By then, how would she save herself, and how could she save herself?
It’s a convoluted mess, impossible to unravel!
Can’t unravel it, really can’t unravel it.
It’s a chaos that even if the perpetrator came, they wouldn’t be able to sort it out.
But the problem is that since Qian Huan is already awake, the plan can’t simply stop; after all, she can’t keep injecting her son with anesthetics.
"I can only grit my teeth and push forward, taking one step at a time."
Li Hanyu bit her silver teeth tightly, pushed open the bedroom door, and looked at her "comatose" son in the fish tank, her eyes igniting with a determined flame.
For herself, and even more for her son, she would never give up easily.
Even if a storm was approaching ahead, she must find a way for herself and her son to navigate through the storm.
Inside the bedroom, the lights were adjusted to a warm, soft yellow.
As Li Hanyu entered, three professional service workers had already woken up, and the few scraps of fabric on their bodies were neatly worn.
There was a look of not yet fully faded satisfaction on their faces.
They completely forgot that they had just been in a slumber.
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Li Hanyu’s face returned to a smile and she settled the fees for the three, even giving an additional tip.
She adjusted her emotions and said calmly:
"Thank you for your hard work, ladies. There was an accident at the door. Secretary Hou, please take the three ladies to the guest room on the second floor to rest. Arrange a car to take them away after dawn."
The three respectfully accepted the money, feeling the unexpected thickness, their faces immediately filled with grateful smiles, repeatedly thanking "Madam" and sensibly not asking any more questions.
Hou Wendong stepped forward at the right moment, his expression somewhat heavy.
He didn’t suspect that the accident at the door was related to Madam; he just instinctively sensed the impending storm.
"Ladies, please follow me."
He said in a deep voice, turning to lead the three to the second floor.
Li Hanyu approached the fish tank, looked at her "comatose" son, pondered for a moment, then dialed Feng Mu’s number.
No matter how things unfold next, if she and her son are to save themselves, the one she can rely on the most is Feng Mu.
In a critical moment, only Feng Mu!!!
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Chasing after "Old Huang," the [Mask] raced out of Jade Garden and, after turning three street corners, slipped into a deserted dark alley.
There were piles of litter in the alley, the air humid with the scent of poverty, and a few stray dogs scrounged for food.
Seeing [Mask] dash in, the stray dogs collectively flinched, abandoning their food, and fled in panic.
Their instincts told them that this pale-faced monster was not to be messed with.
Within minutes, the figure reemerged from the alley transformed.
The elegant suit had been replaced by a crisp uniform, and the mesmerizing kaleidoscope eyes had shed their colors, returning to clear black and white, utterly unremarkable.
The [Deceiver’s Glasses] sat firmly on his nose, and the [Proof of Undying Loyalty lv3] silently altered his aura, stripping away the wild arrogance of "Zheng Hang" and recreating a contrasting modest gentleness.
Without the mask’s concealment, even the voice returned to its warm, steady tone, instilling a sense of safety.
The phone in his pocket vibrated at the right moment, displaying "Madam Li" on the screen.
He let it ring five times before answering and then replied warmly:
"Yes, Madam, I’m coming right over."
Hanging up, he habitually adjusted his glasses, a subtle, intriguing smile curving his lips.
This night’s series of events were beyond Li Hanyu’s expectations. In truth, they hadn’t played out entirely as Feng Mu had initially scripted either.
However, unlike Li Hanyu’s deep worry, Feng Mu felt a trace of pleasure.
As a villain’s adage aptly puts it—chaos is a ladder.
Feng Mu appreciated the beauty of order but never rejected chaos.
In his eyes, order is a weapon, chaos is a ladder, and the two are not irreconcilable but together form a spiral ascent.
Feng Mu didn’t rush to leave, instead standing by the roadside, letting the night breeze ruffle his hair.
He wasn’t in a hurry, just silently gazing up at the "Iron Buttocks" shrouded in night, his thoughts unreadable.
A quarter of an hour later, a black official car from the prison system slowly pulled up in front of him.
The car door opened, and Liu Yi quickly got out, respectfully opening the back door for Feng Mu.
"Minister," Liu Yi greeted in a low voice, a hint of fervor in his tone.
Feng Mu nodded slightly and sat in the back seat, the window half down, allowing the night wind with its slight chill to rush in.
Song Ping’an at the driver’s seat started the car, neither fast nor slow, driving steadily.
Both tacitly refrained from questioning why the minister was there, merely following orders to drive towards Jade Garden.