"Okay," Su Linyuan replied. After dinner, he would do some things he liked.
So much so that by midnight, the day was completely over, Xiong Sanye and Chi Yuting still hadn't received a reply.
Master Xiong was furious. He had thought he could threaten He Sijin and that he could easily force He Sijin to kneel down and beg for mercy. But now, he had the illusion that He Sijin didn't take him seriously at all.
Not only did he fail to help Chi Yuting vent her anger, he also ended up feeling resentful himself.
"This shouldn't be!" To console himself, Xiong Sanye started searching for Si Jin's information on the StarNet.
Finally, when I came across his history of mental illness, I burst out laughing.
"I knew it! Why didn't he call first? Turns out he's a crazy lunatic who doesn't know anything!" Third Master Xiong belittled Si Jin as if he could save face.
"Fine, I won't argue with a madman." Xiong Sanye said, then turned on his smart brain again and dialed Si Jin's number.
In the dead of night, you suddenly receive a threatening phone call. Even a mentally ill person would be scared, right?
Master Xiong thought smugly—today, he was going to scare He Sijin, this madman, into a complete idiot!
On the other hand, Su Linyuan was in the middle of a great time and was very unhappy about the interruption of the call, so he hung up immediately.
Then, he continued to lower his head and kiss the person whose eyes were red at the corners.
[Beep...beep...beep...]
The sound of the starlight being cut off rang out, like a slap that landed heavily on Xiong Sanye's face, instantly turning his slightly wrinkled old face bright red.
He Sijin actually dared to hang up his starlight under these circumstances!
"Third...Third Master." In the end, faced with this situation, Chi Yuting was also somewhat disappointed in the old man in front of her.
But Xiong San was now her only support, so she couldn't refuse to coax him. She had no choice but to continue to put on an adoring expression and carefully hold the man's hand.
“He Sijin is a madman, you don’t need to take it to heart. Here’s what I’m suggesting: “Tomorrow you can send an assassin to deliver a letter to him, along with the paper contract for the acquisition of his company. Give him a good talking-to.”
"Yeah, this is my first time dealing with a mentally ill person, I'm almost going crazy." Xiong Sanye frantically tried to save face, and said obediently, "How about this, tomorrow, tomorrow... I'll find someone to give him a good talking to."
"Okay, go to sleep." Chi Yuting said while lowering her eyes to think—Master Xiong is a big shot on H Star, so the assassins he hires must be much better than the ones she hires.
She refused to believe that she couldn't win over He Sijin this time.
With these thoughts in mind, Chi Yuting fell asleep contentedly. The next day, not long after, she heard a knock on the door.
"Third Master, Third Master, the assassin seems to be back."
Amidst the woman's excited voice, Master Xiong rubbed his eyes, stretched his limbs, and prepared to go out to reap the spoils of his men's victory.
But when the door opened, a mail delivery robot stood there with its hands raised, speaking in a lifeless, mechanical voice: "Please sign for your package."
Third Master Xiong frowned, accepted the package, went back inside and asked Chi Yuting, "Did you buy something?"
"No."
Chi Yuting didn't buy it, which made Xiong Sanye even more curious. As soon as he entered the house, he opened the large box made of nanotechnology.
The next instant, "Aaaaaah—"
Chi Yuting's face turned deathly pale. She screamed in an instant, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.
Here is clearly the head of the assassin we sent out this morning, so how... has it been sent back again?
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