Chapter 186: Boss You're Not Dead

Hotel rooftop.

An airplane circled above.

Nan Jiaojiao stepped out onto the balcony, hands tucked in her trouser pockets, the cold wind that briskly lifted only managed to flutter an edge of her jacket.

She walked over step by step, her footing sure.

Then, grabbing the rope ladder thrown down to her, someone above pulled her up.

Nan Jiaojiao’s face was covered by the Fox Mask, her eyes cold and terrifying.

A mere stare left two people collapsing to the ground.

“Boss, is it really you?

You’re not dead?”

“I am.

Nan Jiaojiao sat on the couch and said coldly, “Where’s the thing I wanted.”

“Here, here it is.”

Her subordinate handed her a laptop.

It was turned off.

No matter how it was manipulated, it couldn’t be broken into, but Nan Jiaojiao decrypted it in no time, pulled up a map showing a red dot, and rewound the timeline to see the trajectory of the red dot; two hours ago, it had stopped at a place and hadn’t moved since.

“Boss, we stole Elder White Fox’s computer and even installed a tracker on it when we left.

Will we get beaten when we go back?”

Nan Jiaojiao was succinct, “Yes.”

Both subordinates felt a chill in their hearts and offered her a cup of hot milk tea, “Please be kind, after all, we are your people.

After you left, Elder White Fox is in charge of us, but you are still the sky above his head.

With a word from you, he wouldn’t dare even fart.”

Nan Jiaojiao leaned on the sofa, crossed her legs, and placed the laptop on her lap, unwrapping and stuffing a lollipop into her mouth.

“Keep it secret, fine.”

“Deal!

We’ll just claim the computer was taken by a ghost, and we will absolutely not betray you.”

Nan Jiaojiao eyed them briefly and remained silent.

The next day.

At the Shen Family’s place.

Ye Shiqing curled up on the floor all night.

Last night, after Shen Shichu had taken a bath and gone to bed, she neither dared to join him nor run away.

Terrified, she spent the entire night until she unknowingly fell asleep at some point.

At eight in the morning, as soon as there was movement on the bed, Ye Shiqing woke up startled and sat up only to meet Shen Shichu’s dark and brooding glare.

He was sitting on the bed smoking, shirtless, with the blanket draped over his waist and thighs, one knee bent and exposed to the air.

He stared at her with a cold gaze.

“Brother Chu…”

Ye Shiqing quietly scooted back, her back pressing against the nightstand as she began to sob, “I really know I was wrong.

Please forgive me, don’t hit me, please.”

Shen Shichu remained silent, but his expression grew more sinister and his jawline tensed.

After finishing a cigarette, he flicked the still-burning stub at Ye Shiqing.

“Ah!”

The cigarette butt landed on her wedding dress and quickly burned a hole.

Frantically, she patted it out, injuring her palm in the process.

“I’m not dead yet, so why the crying!”

Ye Shiqing trembled all over, her sobs stuck in her throat as she bit her lip hard to prevent any sound.

Shen Shichu, increasingly annoyed, said, “Go and wash up, who wants to see you looking like a ghost!”

“Yes, I…

I’ll go.”

Ye Shiqing scrambled up from the floor and staggered into the bathroom.

By the time she had cleaned herself up and come out, Shen Shichu was no longer in the room.

Shen Shixuan was sitting on the couch, her gaze freely wandering over Ye Shiqing’s body, draped only in a bath towel, which could hardly cover anything.

The bruises on her neck, shoulders, hands, and legs were an unsightly mess.

“Tsk, brother really doesn’t hold back.

That’s why I say, women shouldn’t make mistakes.

It’s fine to cheat, but getting caught ends terribly.”

Ye Shiqing’s fingers tightened around the bath towel.

Usually, it was Shen Shixuan who flattered her; when had it become this bitch’s turn to mock her?