“Lihua!”

Meng Ya sobbingly hopped into Lihua’s arms in the hospital. She checked her up and down and felt relieved.

A fountain of tears escaped her eyes. “Lihuaaa. I was so afraid. When I saw the video, I thought I will never see you again.”

“Video?”

“Yes. Your kidnapping video went viral all over in college. As soon as I saw it, I rushed to Mr. Jiang,” she sneakily eyed Fu Renshu in disdain and mumbled, “If not for someone’s stupid and arrogant rules, you could have been saved much earlier.”

Fu Renshu coldly smiled. “You could have met your best friend much sooner if she hadn’t dilly-dallied in playing Ludo with the leader.”

Her mouth twitched and she couldn’t believe her ears. She ignored him and hugged her even tighter that earned a frown from the Mafia King, who was quietly watching the duo.

He pursed his lips.

She is too close…

His gaze slightly squinted in a warning. “Lihua is hurt.”

Meng Ya jolted. She couldn’t understand what he meant. Fu Renshu mocked. “As expected of a certain someone’s brain who couldn’t differentiate between rock and muscles.”

She glared at him.

Wei said, “No hugging.”

“Oh…Oh!” She quickly shifted aside. “Sorry, Lihua!”

Lihua couldn’t believe that Wei was so worried for her for just a small wound on her arm. She asked, “Boss, finally what happened to that businessman?”

Wei was silent and eyed his assistant.

Fu Renshu cleared his throat. “You don’t have to worry about that. We will take care of it.”

“Oh…and that leader?”

This time Wei said, “I let him go as you said.”

He expectantly looked at her.

It’s as if his beautiful irises expected – ‘I listened to you. Are you happy?’

Her eyes brightened. “Thank you, Boss! He looks scary but has a good heart. Hehe, I would love to play Ludo with him again.”

His beautiful irises dimmed. He didn’t like the prickly sensation in his chest.

“I will play Ludo with you anytime you want.”

“Ah? Aren’t you so busy with your work?”

“Renshu is there.”

Fu Renshu – “…”

Lihua clapped her hands. “Sure Boss! I would love to.”

She blushed.

Maybe I can also create some romantic moments together hehe~~

The prickly sensation vanished and he felt at peace again.

Lihua sighed. “Ah, but I missed college today…”

Meng Ya widened her eyes. “Aaaahhh!!”

Lihua and Fu Renshu jolted with her sudden scream. Fu Renshu gritted his teeth. “Do you have a screw loose?”

Lihua coughed. “What happened?”

Meng Ya flicked her forehead. “I forgot to tell you. Since morning, there was a huge crowd gathered in college. They were Lu Jie’s parents causing a fuss.”

Lihua frowned. “Why?”

“I didn’t pay much attention as I was hurriedly rushing to meet Mr. Jiang. But I think I faintly heard that they were talking about how Lu Jie didn’t return home since last night. The mother was crying like crazy.”

Wei didn’t twitch a single muscle on his face while Fu Renshu remained expressionless as if they had nothing to do with her disappearance.

Lihua’s eyes widened in shock. “What? Didn’t return? …Maybe she is at her friend’s place and forgot to call?”

Meng Ya shook her head. “No idea. I couldn’t hear much. But by the looks of it, it seemed as if they had contacted all her friends and as a last resort, they came to college.”

Lihua wondered about it.

Meng Ya harrumphed. “Whatever. She is a bully. I will be glad if she never returns! Our days will be so peaceful.”

Well then be glad. She is never gonna return, Fu Renshu spoke in his mind.

She sighed. “Don’t say that. Her parents must be feeling terrible.”

Meng Ya shrugged.

Wei didn’t seem concerned at all. Like always, one would never know what happened to Lu Jie like the countless other people he had dealt with.

—

Mo Huojin entered his apartment and threw away his shoes. He sat down in front of his desk while lighting a cigar.

He puffed out a thin ring of smoke as he rapidly typed on his laptop. There was a document opened on his screen.

Last contact with Song Jia – 12th March 2021. 4:02 PM. No news after that.

The sound of his rapid typing echoed in his small messed-up room. There was a whole list of scenarios listed in his document about the possible loss of contact.

Song Jia had been undercover for nearly three months and since the last few weeks, there had been no contact from her which was strange.

Was her cover blown? Did anybody get suspicious of her real identity as the undercover?

Mo Huojin squinted his gaze.

There was a strange uneasiness in his chest. No contact for so long triggered warning alarm bells in his mind. But he refused to think about the worst-case scenario even though he thought of it many times.

Song Jia was captured and was thus murdered.

He closed his eyes and then opened them again. If there was a threat to Song Jia’s discovery, there was also a threat looming on Song Lihua too as her immediate family.

Mo Huojin knew about her sister. Now that things had changed with no contact from Song Jia, he couldn’t let things be and leave Lihua in possible danger that arose frustration in him.

“Take care of Lihua in my absence, Huojin. Don’t let any harm come to her.”

This was the last thing Song Jia told him before she set off on her Underworld mission.

Mo Huojin puffed out another ring of smoke.

Damn it, you Jia. I don’t have time to babysit, he grumbled. He pressed the space between his brows.

Well then, time to meet your sister, Jia.