100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Chapter 350: Untitled

After being excited for one whole night, Cheng Anya did not fall asleep. She sat up early the next morning and waited for the sun to rise. As she felt happy, the view of the sea from the second floor was exceptionally beautiful.

Not too long later, breakfast was served. As usual, Cheng Anya had her breakfast and went back to sleep to recover her strength. Amazingly, Louis did not disturb her.

After sleeping for a moment, Cheng Anya heard chaotic Italian. She woke up in a daze and walked to the other bed and looked down. There were two men arguing in Italian about something. They seemed to be panicking.

Both men were Italians and were speaking Italian. As they hid in a corner and talked, their mannerisms seemed to suggest that they were afraid of being discovered and were discussing ways to respond to their mistakes.

As there was nobody at this time, Cheng Anya secretly hid behind the window and listened to their loud chatter. As she quietly listened on, she did not understand what they said but caught onto their curses.

After some argument, the two of them went out. As Cheng Anya watched from higher up, she remained silent, watching them walk away. The man seemed to be gesturing about something. As her mind whirred to life, she could not guess that they were up to.

She looked at the time, and it was about time.

Cheng Anya went out as usual, and that man and woman followed her. The island was too quiet, as though traps were everywhere. Cheng Anya was feeling uneasy and suddenly asked, "Where is Louis?"

"You want to see the master as and when you like?" the woman coldly replied. She had never been nice toward Cheng Anya and wished that Cheng Anya could just die. Cheng Anya was also used to it.

"However you put it, I am still a VIP on the island. Is this kind of attitude a subordinate should have?"

As the sun blazed and the sea breeze lapped with some hints of heat and the scent of the ocean, Cheng Anya's hair was slightly messed up in spite of her razor-sharp gaze. While she was afraid of Louis, it did not mean that anyone else on the island had a free pass to trample on her.

"What VIP? You still have the cheek to say that you are a damn woman. Even if I kill you, my master won't say a word." The woman sounded like she could not care further as her words secretly mocked her.

While Cheng Anya was not somebody to be easily stepped on, she gave her long-overdue signature smile that was extremely gorgeous and beautiful under the bright sun.

"Since you have said that, I will tell Louis when I'm free that you have no qualms with killing me."

The woman's face changed and became as white as paper. Cheng Anya had clearly called her out on her bluff. If she really dared to lay a finger on Cheng Anya, Louis would waste her.

The man to the other side said, "Miss Cheng, my master has something on today. If you need to see him, I will convey the message to him."

"That won't be necessary!" Cheng Anya smiled sweetly as she looked at the sea and a thought suddenly came to her mind. Typically, if Louis had something to see to, it meant that the Mafia had taken a major blow.

As an idea came to her mind, she walked toward the beach as usual and said, "To think about it, he ought to be busy too as the Mafia's headquarters were leveled yesterday. For the godfather to still hang around on vacation here sure sounds inappropriate. He should be busy."

Her laughter, like a bell ringing, was sharp and ironic.

The woman behind her heard it all clearly and could not help but act up in anger. "You, bloody b****, what do you know? What about the leveling of our headquarters? All the people in the headquarters have been relocated, and Third Young Master Ye is just…"

"Liu Yan, shut up!" The man next to her roared and Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows. Since Louis had already moved his personnel out, it also meant that Third Young Master Ye only leveled the building and the Mafia's main force was still intact.

Given how smart Louis was, he would not take a blow from Third Young Master Ye for naught. Cheng Anya was not particularly surprised when hearing that, and it was as though things had unfolded that way.

"What's there to be afraid of if she knows? Can she even grow wings and escape?" Liu Yan was unhappy that the man had scolded her and rebutted him in anger. Her gorgeous face was black.

Cheng Anya smiled gorgeously and turned back to see them stare at each other. She said, "That's true. Since I can't grow wings and fly, there is no harm in telling me stories. Even if you have moved your personnel out, isn't it quite a shame that your headquarters have been leveled? For as long as the Mafia has existed, its descendants can't even protect their home base. That is a terrible pity indeed."

"You…" Liu Yan raged and her face turned red. "Your Dragon Gate will die a graveless death!"

"Liu Yan, shut up!" The man barked again. Although Liu Yan's eyes were wide open, she gritted her teeth and quietly bore with it as the man's gaze grew increasingly colder. Liu Yan turned around in anger.

Cheng Anya's heart grew cold. The Dragon Gate would suffer a graveless death?

Why?

While the man had shut Liu Yan up and she had not added anything else, Cheng Anya felt that she could not tease information out of her. This was the most she could do as the man was calmer and measured in contrast to Liu Yan, who was easier to anger.

If he weren't around, she might be able to fish out a few more nuggets of information.

Cheng Anya slowly walked and occasionally stopped to pick up some seashells. As she was still some distance away from where she had been yesterday, she did not want to overact and put all her previous effort to waste.

"I must say, what the hell is wrong with you?" Liu Yan could not help but scold Cheng Anya. She had tolerated Cheng Anya a few times and used to quietly follow along. She flared up this time. "If you have nothing to do, just sleep in your room! Why run out of the house? You are only going to get sunburned under this sun, and don't punish us if you want to punish yourself. What the hell is wrong with you?"

Cheng Anya broke into a happy yet excessively cheerful smile. "I don't enjoy it, and I will definitely make sure you do not enjoy it too."

Liu Yan, in absolute rage, wanted to gun down this damn woman. She could not help but scream at the man. "Look at her! What kind of person she is! Sheesh."

The man remained silent and followed Cheng Anya from a distance behind. She turned back and said, "I'm guessing that you are older than me, yet so much more impulsive than I am. I really can't believe that you are a part of the Mafia. You look way more like some third-rate slut from the slums."

Cheng Anya deliberately provoked her to distract their attention. They, after all, could not do anything to her.

"How dare you call me a third-rate slut from the slums! I'll kill you!" Any woman who was called a slut would naturally feel insulted, and so did Liu Yan. As she brimmed with anger, she rushed over and was about to punch her. The man, in shock, said, "Liu Yan, she has the virus."

Liu Yan stopped her fist in mid-air. Since punching her or not would not work, it seemed that she would have to break out the whip. Cheng Anya smiled and said, "Think carefully. If you whip me one, how many whips would Louis land on you?"

She was deliberate. She must be deliberate.

Liu Yan's face crumpled in anger and she stopped, brimming with anger.

Cheng Anya shamelessly asked her in return, "So you're not hitting me?"

She turned around and continued walking a tad faster. "You've just this chance. If you miss it, it'll be a real waste."

Liu Yan flung her arms in anger whilst the man calmly said, "Didn't you just learn that she is not somebody to be trifled with?"

His cold voice made Liu Yan want to wallop him. He then said, "That bored woman is looking for somebody to troll, and you allow yourself to be trolled by her. Idiot!"

"You are an idiot!"

Cheng Anya did not want to know what the two of them were bickering about as she was about to reach where she was yesterday. She could not help but show excitement on her face. As she was, thankfully, in front, they could not see how ecstatic she was.

But she quickly calmed down. The faster she walked nearer, the quicker Third Young Master Ye could act.

Just as she passed the rocks, Cheng Anya heard some beeps—the man's communicator rang. Cheng Anya only heard him acknowledge and she felt that something was amiss. As she contemplated dashing into the woods, her feet involuntarily took a few quick steps.

"Miss Cheng, I'm sorry but my master would like to see you. Please return now," the man said in a calm voice.

Cheng Anya looked back and smiled as though nothing had happened. The more panicked he was, the calmer she was. "Why should I listen to him? He did not insist that I must be at his beck and call."

"Miss Cheng, please do not make things difficult for us."

"What can you do even if I am out to make things difficult for you?"

"Are you looking for trouble?" The woman raged as she pulled out her tranquilizer gun. The man quickly stopped her. Cheng Anya then heard 'get down' from behind her.

Cheng Anya quickly responded by kneeling down and covering her ears.

Two strong gusts of wind silently passed above her head. She then saw the man and woman talking to her moments earlier lying on the beach, blood pooling on their chests.

She looked at them in fear, her eyes wide open. As she looked at their bodies, she suddenly stood up and ran into the woods. After a few steps, she saw Third Young Master Ye appear from behind the trees with a smile on his face. Cheng Anya's eyes reddened.

After twelve days, he had clearly become much skinnier. He had become gaunt, and the black shirt he wore emphasized his figure. His face was written with the toll of countless tribulations that masked the elegance he used to have. As he looked at Cheng Anya, his eyes warmed.

"Ah Chen…"

"Dear Anya, you sure look terrible," Ye Chen said and reached out to her. Cheng Anya smiled gorgeously and ran toward him. However excited she was, she did not dare to hold his hand.

Keep a distance—the idea was etched into her mind.

"You look terrible too." Ye Chen suddenly hugged her tightly and a familiar scent overwhelmed him. Cheng Anya sighed and then suddenly struggled in a huge shock. Ye Chen held her hands and legs and said, "Don't worry, it's okay. You did not transmit the virus to me, so be quiet and let me hug you for a while more."

"Ah Chen, I…"

"Shh, quiet. Let me hug you for a while. Just a while."

She was finally back!

At this moment, Third Young Master Ye felt that those ten-over days of shock and worry were worth it as nothing satisfied him even more than her in his embrace. Nobody, nobody else could give him such a feeling. Hugging her even until time immemorial did not matter.

He really, really, missed her.

"Anya, you've lost weight." His gentle sigh diffused into the sea breeze. His intimate call was full of love and pity for he saw her as his life and could not bear for her to be even the slightest injured. He could not bear…

My dear Anya…

"I think you have become thinner." Cheng Anya smiled as she put her hands quietly by his side and did not dare to move. She really missed him, to the point her heart almost broke. Her feelings for him were especially so after she knew what he had been through.

It almost broke her down.

For her to say that was no overstatement.

"Who told you to be such a slowpoke and let me rot here for so many days? You'll compensate me for the fats I lost."

Third Young Master Ye broke into laughter and pulled her into the woods where Black Eagle and company were waiting. When they saw her, they respectfully called her 'madam'. The group of them then followed the path in the woods.

Cheng Anya then discovered that Third Young Master Ye had always been wearing a pair of black gloves. She then realized, astoundingly, that the virus required skin to skin contact in order to transmit. Third Young Master Ye could see what was on her mind and explained. "We are all wearing biohazard suits inside, so do not worry. As long as you do not touch me above my neck, all is fine. And yes, I am okay with you not being as tall as me."

"Getting cocky since you're really tall, huh? Deng Xiaoping's childhood shoes were globally famous, so what do you have to brag about?" Cheng Anya was really proud as she rambled about her idol. She was just short of heaping praise for his works.

"I heard you. Comrade Deng would not fancy you the slightest bit."

Ah Chen and his typically sharp tongue.

Cheng Anya smiled a little bitterly. Black Eagle and company went ahead and deliberately gave them some space. Cheng Anya was slightly uneasy. Would they be able to get off the island?

Add the fact that she carried the virus.

"It's okay. As long as I, Ye Chen, do not agree, even Hades would stay away from you," Third Young Master Ye said in his typical arrogance, and it sounded as though nobody could lay a finger on him.

"How dare you brag! If you were that good, what took you so long?" Cheng Anya replied impolitely.

Third Young Master Ye rebutted justifiably. "Dear Anya, patience is a virtue."

"So why didn't you wait eighteen years before you came?"

Third Young Master Ye was stunned into silence for a moment before he said, "Well, I am at fault then?"

"Good boy, to know where you were wrong and make amends is good." Cheng Anya smiled as she kept her hand from touching Third Young Master Ye's head.

"Louis is too f***ing twisted. How the hell did he get his hands on such a potent virus?" Third Young Master Ye could not help but roar. "Because of this virus, I can't even kiss you. I should have been meaner years back and really cut off his willy."

Cheng Anya was stunned into silence. Once a pervert, always a pervert.

Black Eagle, who was in front, could not help but laugh. All of a sudden, violent explosions rose and the water was kicked up by over ten meters.

Third Young Master Ye and company were utterly shocked.