Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The eight people sitting at the small round table drinking coffee immediately fell silent. They instinctively looked at him and then at Yu Xinlan, thinking that they knew each other.

Someone asked directly, "Xinlan, is he your friend?"

Yu Xinlan felt as if someone was strangling her. Her throat was dry and she could not say anything.

She did not expect that the other party was really here for her!

Her expression was awful. Her eyes flickered, and she felt guilty. "You've got the wrong person."

"Oh?" Ji Lin was not angry. He looked her up and down. He was still smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His tone was faintly threatening. "Miss Yu, my master wants to see you. I wonder if you're willing to come?"

Yu Xinlan clenched her fists tightly. Her fair face turned slightly green. She was about to reject him. "I'm going to play with my friends later. Another day—"

"Miss Yu, I'm asking you nicely since your friends are all here. But if you're unwilling, I can only use my own method to 'invite' you." Ji Lin interrupted her rudely.

Seeing that the man did not look like he was joking, Yu Xinlan took a deep breath and quickly weighed the pros and cons. Then, she gritted her teeth and said, "Where is your master?"

Ji Lin made an inviting gesture. "He's in this hotel."

Yu Xinlan composed herself and picked up her bag, then turned to her friends and said, "Help me tell my grandfather that I might be back late today."

Her friends were not fools. They could tell there was something wrong. They could also tell that Yu Xinlan and Ji Lin were not friends.

Someone braced himself and nodded. "Don't worry."

Yu Xinlan thought of her family and the reclusive families behind her and calmed down a lot. Then, she said to Ji Lin, "Let's go."

Ji Lin did not take her cheap shot seriously, and he had no intention of stopping her.

His mouth arced upon seeing that Yu Xinlan had quickly calmed down and even looked a little fearless now.

Ji Lin did not say anything else and directly led the way.

* * *

In the suite on the top floor.

Yu Xinlan had just stepped in with Ji Lin when a bloody smell hit her.

Her heart trembled.

The man who brought her said respectfully, "Master Wang, I brought her."

"Mm."

A cold and lonely voice that sounded young and pleasant to the ears.

Yu Xinlan was one step behind Ji Lin, so she was also one step slower to see the tragic situation in the living room.

The two killers were on the floor in a pool of blood. Other than the people she saw in the lobby, a man wiping the blood off his hands with a white handkerchief was also present.

The first thing she noticed was the string of red prayer beads on the man's wrist. The prayer beads wrapped around his wrist three times, accentuating his strong and fair wrist. It was very eye-catching.

She followed the man's hand up to an Asian face that was even more stunning than the one she saw just now.

The other party looked to be in his mid-twenties. His hair was black and his skin fair. His beautiful eyes were like the deep night, as dark as ink. His thin lips and outline were deep and three-dimensional, not inferior to Westerners.

Yu Xinlan was stunned for a moment.

Ye Wangchuan threw the dirty handkerchief to Ji Lin and sat on the sofa. "Yu Xinlan?"