Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Countless thoughts passed through Yun Bixue’s mind. After thinking for a while, she asked, “How’s An Yexuan?”

“There’s still no news from him. It’s as if he disappeared into thin air. He didn’t go back to the An family either. However, according to some rumors, An Yexuan is still alive and well. He’s just hiding to avoid trouble for now.”

“Okay. Continue watching them. Wait for me to contact you when I reach the capital. Don’t contact me first. The capital is unlike Ning An City. We need to be extra careful and alert over there.”

“Miss Yun, don’t worry. I’m Xu Miaodan’s trusted aide now, so I will be careful.”

“Okay!”

After instructing Yun Dong on some matters, Yun Bixue sat in her office and thought about some things. Although her thoughts were clear, she still felt a little confused.

Right at this moment, Yun Bixue’s phone buzzed. It was a new message.

When she opened it and saw the contents of the message, her face turned pale. She gripped her phone so hard that she almost threw it away. It was Wang Qianjin again.

Yun Bixue glared at the contents of the message, but she did not reply.

However, not long after, this number called. Yun Bixue rejected the call many times, but it kept ringing. Initially, she wanted to turn off her phone, but she decided to answer in the end. The moment she answered the call, she shouted angrily, “Wang Qianjin, are you about done? Are you too bored with your life?”

On the other end of the line, an intoxicating voice said, “Miss Yun, don’t get angry so easily. Haven’t I been helping you all along?”

Yun Bixue felt her head throb. She felt that Wang Qianjin was definitely up to no good. However, he did not really do anything to hurt her recently. It just made her think that he was really bored.

However, he was right. He did save her once. Although he had ulterior motives for saving her, she could not ignore this fact completely.

Yun Bixue gripped her phone tightly as she said with fiery spite, “What exactly do you want? Wang Qianjin, Young Master Wang, I don’t need your help at all. You can just be the young master and be the playboy that you are.”

“What a heartless woman!”

Hearing the reproachful tone in his words, Yun Bixue almost spat out blood. She had a teeth-gritting hate for Wang Qianjin.

“I have always been heartless. Young Master Wang, you’ve seen it for yourself now.”

“I saved you once. You should treat me to lunch, at least!”

Yun Bixue’s brows knitted furiously as she replied in a cold and harsh voice, “Young Master Wang, I’m very busy. I don’t have time for your nonsense.”

“I think you will have the time. Twelve o’clock today at Autumn Hotel.

“I’m very busy…” No matter what, Yun Bixue was not going to go.

In a carefree voice, Wang Qianjin drawled, “I think Miss Yun would definitely not want to see the Political Official’s building explode. Am I right?”

When Yun Bixue heard that, her heart skipped a beat. She immediately stood up in her seat and screamed, “You’re crazy!”

“What if you come? I won’t be crazy then.”

Yun Bixue was so mad that her chest was heaving from anger. She clenched her teeth and hissed, “Wang Qianjin, you will regret threatening me.”

“At least I don’t regret it now. Oh, by the way, don’t bring other people and don’t tell Xie Limo. Or else, you know what will happen!”

Yun Bixue laughed out of anger as she said, “Wang Qianjin, what makes you so sure that I will care? If you bomb the Political Official’s building, I will bomb your Wang family’s headquarters, even if it costs me my life.”

“Could you bear to? That’s Xie Limo’s workplace. He’s about to go to the capital now too. If the building exploded before he left, don’t you think his efforts for the past year would be wasted?”

Yun Bixue hated that she could not just slice Wang Qianjin with a knife. She replied icily, “Wang Qianjin, you’re despicable and shameless.”

An intoxicating glow shone in Wang Qianjin’s eyes. He was playing a game in his hands as he said lazily, “Yeah, you finally used some new words to describe me. Not bad. There’s still an hour before lunchtime. Remember, it’s twelve noon!”