As the night draws to a close and the east turns bright, waves crash against the shore, bringing gusts of salty and hot sea breeze.
On the dim sea, a luxurious yacht with exquisite blue and white palace-style lines broke through the waves and slowly approached the private pier of Penang Island.
The yacht is 78 feet long, three stories high, and has brilliant lights, like a beacon in the vast ocean.
On the bow of the ship, a slim girl stood facing the wind, wearing a long-sleeved white chiffon shirt and a white horse-faced skirt with crisscross patterns.
The shoulder-length hair and skirt were blown up by the sea breeze, swaying in the same direction, like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly.
Not far behind her, an old woman with white hair, a crooked mouth and slanted eyes sat in a wheelchair, her eyes blazing as she stared at her intently.
"Uh huh huh..." Although she tried her best, she still couldn't utter a word and could only make an unclear tone.
Saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth, and the middle-aged maid who was kidnapped behind her hurriedly wiped it off with a tissue.
However, the more the maid wiped, the more Mrs. An hated her.
He not only hated himself for being harmed like this by the woman in front of him, but also the entire An family.
Although Mrs. An was paralyzed these days, she actually knew everything that happened at home.
She knew about her daughter's death, and she also knew about the deaths of her grandson Youxuan, and her granddaughters Tiantian and Qianqian.
Her family members kept it a secret from her for fear that she would be sad, but there was always a maid who would tell her in the dead of night.
Whenever she was found in her room, howling like a wild animal, her family thought she was crazy.
In fact, she is not crazy, she just feels pain but cannot express it.
It was not until after dinner last night when the three maids found her that she realized that they were all people planted in the An family by Tang Xili, and they deliberately told her those things.
Even though she had become like this, the beast Tang Xili did not let her go, making her live in endless pain every day.
She wanted to skin him alive, pull out his tendons, and cut him into pieces with a thousand cuts to relieve the hatred in her heart!
But unfortunately, there was nothing I could do. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't even curse her out loud.
The most heartbreaking thing is that she was the first one to propose bringing Tang Xili back to the country to replace An Qian in marriage.
That night, the maid took An Qian's childhood photo and asked her who the little girl in the background behind An Qian was.
She suddenly had an idea and thought that there was another suitable marriageable woman in the An family, so she decided to take advantage of her.
Unexpectedly, this opened Pandora's box and they personally welcomed the arrival of the devil.
It was not until last night, when the three maids told her everything, that she remembered that the maid who showed her the photo was one of the three.
All of this was a long-planned plot.
"Uh uh uh..." The more Mrs. An thought about it, the more hateful she became, and she screamed hysterically.
The bone-cleaving regret swallowed her up like an invisible whirlpool under the sea.
Perhaps she had noticed her sad and resentful gaze, the girl in front of her turned around, and a smirk that didn't reach her eyes spread across her cold and beautiful face, as if she was a black lotus blooming on the top of hell.
"'Grandma'!" she yelled in a scolding tone, her voice mingling with the sea breeze, eerie and sinister. "Don't look at me like that. I'm just letting you experience the feeling of sending off a loved one..."
She walked over, leaned over and whispered in her ear like a demonic curse, "Isn't this what you deserve?"
"Back then, when my mother discovered your marriage fraud, she wanted to secretly take me away from the An family. It was you, this old man, who stopped her. Why did you stop her? She was such a fragile person. If you had let her go and she had lived well, maybe I wouldn't be here today."
"'Grandma'~" she called again, dragging out the last syllable. She stood up and looked down at the frail old man with a cold gaze filled with evil sarcasm. "Actually, you should be grateful to me. If it weren't for me, you would still be in the dark. Tell me... am I right?"
The hatred on Mrs. An's face froze, and she immediately remembered the secret that Tang Xili had whispered in her ear when they were in the hospital.
"Ahhh——" She became excited, her mouth and eyes moving vigorously, and her whole face looked even more distorted and terrifying.
The maid next to her was terrified, but didn't dare to say a word because she was kidnapped.
Even though she was told not to harm her life and to continue taking care of the old immortal... bah, old lady, she was still afraid.
Tang Xili lowered her eyes and watched Madam An struggling in her chair. She raised her hand, patted her shoulder, and comforted her: "Don't get excited yet, because soon, your An family will be able to gather together..."
Glancing at her eyes filled with ambiguous and strange expressions, Mrs. An felt as if she had fallen into a valley. What was this beast going to do next?
Ten minutes later, the yacht docked at a private pier.
Claire and Joanna were waiting at the dock with more than a thousand armed soldiers dressed in the same uniform, with solemn expressions.
As soon as they saw Tang Xili, Claire and Joanna came over and called out, "Ma'am."
And the group of majestic men behind him all shouted, "Hello, Patriarch."
Tang Xili stepped onto Penang Island in high heels. She raised her eyes and glanced towards the east.
Where the sea and the sky meet, a hint of paleness appears, and the sun is about to rise.
"It's almost dawn." She murmured, and then ordered, "Go tell the Nanyang tribes that I'm back. I'll hold a banquet in the Moon Palace at noon tomorrow. It's up to them whether they come or not."
Claire nodded respectfully, "Yes, I'll do it right away."
Later, Amy Bella and others took Mrs. An off the yacht and stood at the dock.
Tang Xili turned around and glanced at Madam An, "Take her away and let her reunite with the An family."
Bella waved her hand, and several people behind her took Madam An and the maid to the Moon Palace.
Amy walked over to Tang Xili and reported, "Ma'am, An Minghe contacted the Yamaguchi-gumi last night. The leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi has gathered over 800 top assassins from around the world and announced that they want your head."
"When will it arrive?"
"Expected tonight."
Tang Xili looked out at the boundless sea and smiled calmly, "Prepare some more body bags..."
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Capital
In the luxurious private room on the top floor of the Prosperous Club, Brother Biao was reporting the results of his investigation to Jiang Wenqing, "Seventh Master, they are trying to rescue Old Master An. It seems that he has been kidnapped by Tang Xili."
This is what he heard from the An family's servants.
"And, yesterday afternoon, Tang Xili broke into the An family, took away the paralyzed old lady An, and then left Jing City and disappeared."
When Jiang Wenqing heard this, his eyes rolled around. What was Tang Xili going to do by kidnapping Mr. and Mrs. An?
He pondered and said, "If you do this, call your brothers immediately and tell them not to do anything An Minghui tells them to do. Don't do business that will cost you dearly."
When Sang Biao heard his serious tone, he was afraid that something might happen to his brothers if he was a second late, so he quickly made a phone call on the spot.
Jiang Wenqing felt that this matter was not simple, and immediately drove to the China International Chamber of Commerce Building.
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