This means the same thing as before, but it's clearly more pleasing to hear.

Therefore, speaking is also an art, and clearly, Leng Yexi did not.

When Jin Yining left the Chu family residence, it was already dark.

Chen Dongyang came to pick him up.

Jin Yining came out from inside. Perhaps because it was too hot inside, he had taken off his coat, and the buttons were still undone, revealing his shirt underneath.

The wind was barely getting in.

Chen Dongyang came over and opened the car door. Jin Yining bent down and got in, as if the cold wind that rushed in didn't hit him.

Chen Dongyang walked around the car door and started the car after Jin Yining got in. "Young Master Qin hasn't returned yet."

Jin Yining paused for a moment as he adjusted the cuffs of his trench coat. The cufflinks were still rubbing against his fingertips. He slightly moved his slender fingers and folded the cuffs up. The wristwatch on his wrist clearly showed: 8:15.

He was just picking up someone; logically, he should have been back long ago.

The phone ringing was particularly abrupt in the silence. Jin Yining glanced at the caller ID and answered the call.

"Long time no see." It was a man's voice on the other end of the phone, tinged with laughter.

Jin Yining didn't seem surprised to receive this call; in fact, she felt it was expected.

"Hand over the land deed, and I'll leave once I get what I need. I won't do anything in City A." The person on the other end was sincere and made his bottom line clear.

City A is impregnable. Putting aside those who are openly protecting it, anyone who has designs on City A knows very well how many people are secretly protecting the city.

However, there are always some people who think they are exceptionally talented and insist on coming in to test whether the city wall is strong or not.

Then, they cleverly reveal their false bottom line.

A strong wind picked up outside, and the radio was urging everyone to go home early, issuing a yellow gale warning.

The pebbles blown up by the wind hit the car window with a crackling sound.

Pedestrians on the street quickened their pace to get home. Jin Yining kept watching the passersby battling the wind outside, fidgeted with his cuffs, and his expression became more serious, but his voice remained as cold and clear as ever, "If someone comes to your door openly and tells you that they're just going to steal a few things from your house and leave without doing anything else, what do you think I should say to them?"

“If it weren’t for Shang Ning, you wouldn’t know any of this. Since that’s the case, you might as well remain an outsider.”

Jin Yining gave a low scoff, laced with sarcasm.

"From the moment you arrested my men, you should have known that the probability of you leaving here alive was zero."

The other end of the line quieted down, and Jin Yining hung up the phone, still looking out at the strong wind.

As Chen Dongyang spoke, he glanced back in the rearview mirror. "Boss, did you deliberately send Master Qin?"

“Starting in June, we’ll throw him back onto the island. Several people can’t beat him; it’ll be a disgrace.”

Chen Dongyang: "..."

When Chen Dongyang thought about Qin Ye's delicate skin and tender flesh, he already felt sorry for him when he went to the island.

Starting in June, the weather gets hot. By August or September, when their Master Qin comes back, he'll probably be drenched in sweat.

Jin Yining finally straightened his sleeves and looked up at Chen Dongyang, who was driving. "Contact the people over there and temporarily suspend all international flights starting at 3 a.m. tomorrow until 5 a.m. the day after tomorrow."

Chen Dongyang glanced at the raging wind outside and could only think that the wind had come at the perfect time, providing an excellent reason for the flight cancellations.