After the incident with Ye Sijue, Fu Ying's enthusiasm for work skyrocketed.

She returned to her previous work of intelligence gathering and data organization. During the day, she worked as a secretary for Gu Wanrou at Shengshi Entertainment, and at night she would go to various bars in the capital of L country to collect all kinds of intelligence for Gu Momo, but she would never appear in public.

Fu Ying had just returned to the Ye family manor after a drinking party when she saw a silver-gray Ferrari parked at the manor gate. This was Ye Sijue's favorite sports car.

For some reason, she suddenly felt uneasy.

Thinking of this, Fu Ying quickened her pace and walked into the manor. Sure enough, as soon as she arrived at the entrance, she saw several of the Dark Night Alliance's subordinates lying on the ground, their expressions full of pain.

Fu Ying rushed over and helped one of the people up: "What happened?"

"A man barged in, saying he was looking for the young mistress. His martial arts were too high, and we couldn't stop him." Ah Sen was among the top five in martial arts in the Dark Night Alliance, but he was still no match for the other man's skills. The only person Fu Ying could think of was Ye Sijue.

Seeing Ah Sen's broken wrist, she could almost picture Ye Sijue standing there indifferently, grabbing Ah Sen's wrist with superhuman speed as the other man threw a punch at him, making a "crack" sound without even blinking.

Fear instantly gripped her heart. She hadn't expected Ye Sijue to have gone to such extremes, even capable of forcibly breaking into the Ye family.

Worried that Momo might have gotten hurt, she immediately helped Asen up and instructed him, "Contact Master Ting and tell him to come back as soon as possible."

After saying that, he immediately ran into the Ye family manor.

Inside the hall, several of the Night Night Alliance's subordinates who followed him in were easily defeated by Ye Sijue. He looked up at the staircase leading to the second floor and was about to go upstairs when a Night Night Alliance subordinate who was still conscious grabbed his ankle tightly. "Don't even think about hurting our young mistress."

Ye Sijue lowered his eyes, his cold gaze devoid of any emotion. "As long as she hands over Fuying, I can spare her life."

As he spoke, he squatted down, grabbing the hair of the person beneath him. "Do you know Fuying? Where is that little girl?"

The subordinates of the Dark Night Alliance were always loyal and tough, and they spat out a curse, "Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you!"

Ye Sijue frowned slightly, wiped his face with his hand, and the next second, his emotions changed drastically. He pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his subordinate's head.

"Ye Sijue! Stop right there!" At the top of the stairs on the second floor, Gu Momo, dressed in a black halter-neck dress, quickly walked down.

Ye Sijue, who looked up and saw her appear, seemed to disdain venting his anger on his subordinates. He stood up with a cold smile and put away his pistol.

"You've come to the Ye family so openly, are you trying to make an enemy?" Gu Momo asked coldly. "But Ye Sijue, it seems you've come to the wrong place. There aren't many people left in the Ye family now. You've picked the wrong opponent."

Ye Sijue lowered his head, toying with the glass bracelet on his wrist. The arrogance and conceit emanating from him seemed innate, filling him with a sense of oppression: "Where is Fuying? Hand her over to me."

"Ye Sijue, how dare you ask me for her back? She ran away from the hotel to save you and never came back. Speaking of which, I'd like to ask you, where exactly did you hide her!"

"Gu Momo, I know your methods. Don't even think about shifting the blame onto me. When Fu Ying left, she took her phone. Besides you, who else could she contact?"

Gu Momo continued to play dumb: "You're asking me? Who should I ask? I've already said I'm also looking for Fu Ying."

"Heh." Ye Sijue sneered, "Since you won't tell me, then I'll find out myself!"

He bypassed Gu Momo and started searching room by room from the first floor.

Fu Ying, who had just sneaked in through the back hall door, was so frightened by Ye Sijue's irrational behavior that she froze on the spot, unable to move an inch.

When Gu Momo caught up and saw the two of them looking at each other, she was alarmed and immediately walked up to Ye Sijue, blocking the "Fuying" from his view.

"Ye Sijue, if you continue to act so unreasonably, don't blame me for kicking you out of the Ye family against your brother's wishes." She deliberately brought up Ye Sijue's brother to stir up his hatred for her and divert attention from the incident.

To her surprise, Ye Sijue did not get excited as usual and loudly warn her not to mention her brother. Instead, he seemed not to hear her at all and stared straight at Fuying behind her.

A cold glint flashed in Gu Momo's eyes.

She wanted to signal to Fuying behind her to leave quickly, but Fuying was probably too frightened to move and just stood there without moving.

This silly girl, she's acting so terrified and unnatural, if she keeps going like this she'll definitely be discovered by Ye Sijue!

Gu Momo decided to remain calm and waved to Fu Ying, saying, "Lillian, come over and say hello to Young Master Ye."

Fuying only reacted after hearing the shout.

Yes, she's wearing a human skin mask now. She's an 18-year-old mixed-race girl named Lillian, no longer the Fuying she used to be!

Thinking of this, Fu Ying's tense mood eased, and she stepped forward wearing a pair of purple Barbie shoes.

"Hello, Mr. Ye. My name is Lillian. It's nice to meet you. Please take care of me." Fu Ying extended his hand generously.

Ye Sijue lowered his eyes without changing his expression, his gaze falling on her hands, which were as white as jade.

Although Fuying's skin is also very fair, it is not this fair. You can even clearly see the blood vessels hidden under the skin, which looks particularly abnormal.

“Young Master Ye doesn’t like touching strange women, just say hello.” Gu Momo reminded her, “You go upstairs first, I’ll come up later for the work report.”

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