MY WIFE IS A BEAUTIFUL CEO

Chapter 501 - Chapter 510

Chapter 501 - Bun

 

Lin Ruoxi's skin was flawless. The texture of her skin was delicate and smooth rivaling that of fine silk, making Yang Chen enjoy the sensation.

Lin Ruoxi blushed instantly upon the sudden contact on her beautiful face. His actions spoke of him teasing a little girl.

"W—what are you doing?!" exclaimed Lin Ruoxi furiously. She was fortunate that no one had witnessed the scene. Being the highly regarded CEO of a multinational corporate, it was extremely inappropriate for her cheek to be caressed like a little girl .

Yang Chen incongruously replied in a perfunctory attitude, "Ah! My obedient Babe Ruoxi, take a look. We are reaching the city soon. The city lights are already visible. Hmmm, do you want to grab a bite? Some fast food like McDonald's? Wendy's? Or Burger King? Since we're abroad, having some western fast food could be part of enjoying the different cultures the world has to offer. Or do you want to have a better western meal in Paris? It's up to you. Haha!"

Lin Ruoxi clenched her teeth. This guy is trying to change the topic again! However, she suddenly recalled a matter and asked. "By the way, how did you know of this place? Have you been here before?"

Yang Chen felt relieved as Lin Ruoxi didn't pay too much attention on the touch earlier. He explained, "Although the driver drove northeast, his real intention was to confuse us—just in case. As night fell, he changed the direction to southeast and even specifically chose a woodland path in rural areas. It was very carefully planned out. Even if we were unable to communicate with the outside world, they had done a lot to remain undetected.

"Logically speaking, we should be nearby Esbly in the northeast of Paris following the driving route and time. However, this kind of trick can only outsmart ordinary people, not me. I calculated the distance and found out that it should have been Romilly-sur-Seine instead. In addition, back when we were in the warehouse, I detected high humidity in the air. Besides, there was a faint sound of a river. So, I managed to guess that we were near Seine River which is past Romilly. And as for why I know these places, it isn't that I had visited prior to this, it's just that I memorized the world map."

Memorized the world map!?

Even Lin Ruoxi who had met various talented people didn't understand how Yang Chen pulled it off. She looked at Yang Chen in a complicated way and she found it hard to believe that her nominal husband was being 'picked up' by her in the market.

Lin Ruoxi turned her head away and looked at the brightly lit urban night scene. Just when the car was about to enter the city, Lin Ruoxi muttered as though she was talking to herself. She asked, "Why is it that the more you explain, the more I don't understand?"

Yang Chen pouted and enjoyed a mouthful of cigarette smoke before throwing the rest out from the window. He said, "It's actually very simple. Don't treat me like a human, just think of me as a monster. Wouldn't things be easier that way?"

"Stop your nonsense!" Lin Ruoxi raised her voice suddenly and reprimanded him.

Yang Chen was dumbfounded as he didn't understand why Lin Ruoxi was making such a fuss.

"You..." Lin Ruoxi knew that she overreacted and yet she finished off her words clearly. "You are not a monster! No matter how the others look at you, I will not think of you that way. So you shouldn't either."

Looking at the seriousness of the woman with her beautiful glowing eyes, Yang Chen grinned. "Silly."

"You're the silly one!" Lin Ruoxi said in a serious manner.

"Right! You're silly and I'm silly too. We're the silly couple." Yang Chen laughed and accelerated the car, entering the city of Romilly.

In the 13th arrondissement of Paris, an ordinary residential area, houses were scattered in the sparse lights.

Most of the houses there had decades worth of history. The exquisite and delicate building structures which were uniquely built portrayed the long-established style of the country.

One of them was a double-storey building with grey walls and a red roof. A family of three was surrounding the oval dining table while enjoying bacons, mashed potatoes, toasts and some other homemade food.

Under the warm and faint light, a boy with yellow, curly hair who was about ten years old put down the spoon in his hand. He lifted his head and looked at the big-sized man who was sitting next to him and said, "Dad, can we go to Disneyland on Sunday? Many of my classmates have already been there."

"Harry, don't be absurd. Dad is very busy recently," whispered the mother while pretending to be angry.

The burly man with whiskers, Harry's father, reached out his hand to stop his wife from scaring their son. He turned his head to the little boy and revealed a warm smile. "Dad is very busy with work recently. Wait for another month then dad will accompany you to Disneyland for circus performances. Is that alright?"

Harry pouted and said, "But Dad will never be free from work."

Upon hearing their son's grievance, the man almost cried out. His wife was rather sad and helpless. She was totally speechless.

At that moment, the man's cell phone which was placed by the table rang.

The man had a look at the incoming call before frowning his brows and answering the call.

"I'm Fodessa, what's the matter?"

There was an urgent report from the other end of the phone. "Deputy Director! We received the news from the cops that the group of missing noble and wealthy individuals have been found in a warehouse by the Seine river in Romilly. According to the report,an anonymous witness tipped us off. We have let the cops to seal all sorts of information from being leaked and rescue the important VIPs as quickly as possible. However, there are quite a number of VIPs expressing their anger and their emotions are rather unstable."

Fodessa remained silent for a while and asked, "Have you identified the origin of the particular kidnappers yet?"

"Yeah. As expected, it is done by Apollo's Realm of God. The marks of the golden sun totem could be seen from the dead bodies of the kidnappers. However, there is a much deeper background to this organisation. They belonged to an organisation called the Infernal Three Headed Beast. The analysis result shows that they might have submitted to the Realm of God."

"Three Headed Beast?" Thoughts flashed through Fodessa's mind. He asked, "Wasn't the organization on the verge of dissolution?"

"We used to think so too. However, it is obvious now that the elites of the Three Headed Beast whom we had wiped out were fake. The core power of the organization has not been eliminated yet..."

Fodessa held his hand tightly in a fist upon hearing all his words. "Noted. You have to placate all the VIPs to prevent them for making things worse. I'll be coming soon. By the way, does Director Depney know about it?"

The staff on the other end of the phone hesitated for a while and whispered, "Director Depney as—asked you to figure it out yourself and meet him after you finish dealing it."

Fodessa paled. He then took a deep breath before hanging up the call.

The woman noticed her husband's expression. Concerned, she asked, "Dear, what's wrong?"

Fodessa finally realized that he was still at home. He forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, it's nothing much. I will be back real soon. Continue with the meal, I have to go now."

Fodessa got up and put on his coat. He took a few steps towards the door before coming to a pause in his footsteps.

Fodessa turned back and had a look at his son Harry who was looking at him helplessly. Fodessa flashed him a loving smile and said, "Harry, Dad promises to bring you to Disneyland next month. Dad will bring you to Zhonghai for the cruise during your summer break. Deal?"

"For real?!" The little boy who was about to cry was overjoyed.

Fodessa nodded heavily and gave her wife a smile before turning to the door. At the same time, on the highway from Romilly to Paris called N4, Yang Chen and the others who were on the Bentley had another situation.

In the middle of the carriage, Goodman who was holding a bag of McDonald's packaged meal, held a dull expression while staring blankly into the air.

The siblings Stern and Alice who were sitting at the opposite of Goodman also got a bag of McDonald's. Unlike Goodman, they were enjoying their chicken burgers with relish.

It was about ten minutes ago when Yang Chen drove to a McDonald's at the city edge. He bought a few bags of McDonald's set meals at the drive-thru. Naturally, everyone in the car got a share of the food.

"Mr Goodman, aren't you going to eat? In fact, the hamburger is quite delicious," teased Alice.

After all, the siblings were born from a wealthy family. Eating fast food like these were a treat. It ended up that they were eating with excitement.

Goodman said hatefully, "I really don't understand what's on his mind. How can he buy something like this for us? Ruoxi can't be eating all these low-cost food, how can he serve the two of you with this?"

Stern didn't even care about Goodman's words. Finishing the burger in hand, he clicked his tongue and looked at Goodman who hadn't started eating yet. Without hesitation, he snatched the packet of McDonald's from his hands.

"Mr Goodman, if you're not going to eat, might as well just give me your share," Stern said smilingly and pulled out a hamburger from the packet impolitely.

"That's right! Let me have the french fries too. McDonald's fries are pretty good," Alice added on happily.

Goodman widened his eyes and looked at the unscrupulous siblings. He almost burst into tears. Although he felt that the food was too low-end, he was still a hungry man at the end of the day!

In the meantime, Lun Ruoxi who was being abused in Goodman's eyes was sitting at the passenger seat while holding the double-layered beef burger with cheese that Yang Chen bought for her, hesitating to open her mouth.

Lin Ruoxi was unable to recall if she had eaten burgers before. Foods like that was a cool western thing in the eyes of the Chinese.They preferred to sit in McDonald's or KFC to enjoy their meals. However, in foreign countries, the main purpose of a fast food restaurant was to allow quick orders as well as quick consumption. Most of them would only buy when they passed by, without the need to get down from their cars. The food that was bought would be consumed in the car and that was that.

In regard to the price of the food when compared to the social status of Lin Ruoxi, such food would be too low grade for her.

Looking at Lin Ruoxi who wasn't eating, he asked curiously, "Why aren't you eating? Your stomach has been grumbling for a while now. Aren't you hungry?" Yang Chen drove using one hand while he munched on a burger.

Lin Ruoxi bit her lips. I haven't eaten anything since I got off the plane. Half a day has passed since then, how can I not be hungry? she thought.

"Are you doing this intentionally?" Lin Ruoxi asked.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Ruoxi pointed at the thick beef burger in her hand. "This hamburger is so thick! How am I going to eat it?"

"You just have to open up your mouth and bite it," Yang Chen said before having another mouthful bite.

"Bu—but..." Lin Ruoxi felt particularly hard to open her mouth when she thought that she had to open her mouth to the maximum accommodate the burger.

Yang Chen said, "Yo, your stomach has been grumbling for some food for the past half a day and you care about your demeanor? Are you looking down at people who like hamburgers? Hmmm, only a boorish person like me will eat food like this. It turns out that my Babe Ruoxi has the princess syndrome."

"You're the one with princess syndrome! Don't treat me like a little kid. It's just a hamburger, you don't have to use reverse psychology to trick me. You're childish!" Lin Ruoxi was irritated by his sarcasm. She gave him a stare before fixing her eyes on the hamburger in hand.

Lin Ruoxi closed her eyes and took a bite with her mouth wide open.

If she was being honest, the beef burger was rather aromatic. Although it was fattening, the fragrance of the burger was tempting. Lin Ruoxi was so hungry that she couldn't hold back after taking the first bite.

For the first time, Yang Chen saw Lin Ruoxi eat in such a manner—with her two cheeks bulging. The originally beautiful oval face now no different from a bun.

"You should look at yourself eat." Yang Chen didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Finishing the food in his hand, he reached out and scratched his finger on the corner of Lin Ruoxi's mouth.

Perhaps she was eating too fast that the white sauce remained there.

Lin Ruoxi was filled with embarrassment. She wanted to jump off the car to hide from embarrassment.

However, the next scene made Lin Ruoxi feel a sudden urge to commit suicide. Yang Chen had sucked the sauce off his finger!

Lin Ruoxi suddenly felt shy and shameful, causing her to almost choke.

Yang Chen realized that his actions were overly intimate. However, his face was thick enough that he didn't felt a single bit of shame. Looking at Lin Ruoxi with her red ears, he smiled evilly and said, "This doesn't mean anything. It's not like we've never kissed before. If Babe thinks that she has been wronged, I will allow you to wipe the sauce at the corner on my mouth. Are you going to help me scrape the sauce and suck it?"

Lin Ruoxi almost fainted, thinking how shameless he could be. Knowing that it was pointless to speak, she continued to vent her resentment on the hamburger in hand—by taking large bites on it. However, this time, she had her back facing Yang Chen to prevent Yang Chen from touching her face.

Yang Chen stopped making fun of her as he knew that Lin Ruoxi was really hungry. Everything had to have a limit. So, he focused on the highway ahead and drove quickly to the downtown of Paris.

Chapter 502 - Directors of Different Branches

 

After more than an hour of driving, the extremely dusty Bentley stopped outside Hotel Sofitel in Paris.

Being situated nearby La Madeleine and Place de la Concorde and shone upon by the magnificent street lights, this five-star hotel was not just a hotel but also an enormous sculpture. It was extremely eye-catching.

Two servers dressed in white originally stood proudly by the entrance. They revealed a courteous smile when the Bentley drove inside, but soon appeared rather shocked. That was because of the lines of scratches on the car in addition to the dust and mud stuck on the surface. The servers subconsciously looked at each other, only to notice surprise in each other's eyes.

It wasn't rare for luxury cars to stop outside Hotel Sofitel, but one in such a bad condition almost never happened to drop by.

However, before the two servers stepped forward to open the door, tens of formally dressed individuals rushed out from the hotel suddenly, stopping right beside the Bentley and opening the rear door.

"Director Goo, you're finally back!" The man leading the pack looked moved. He had bent his waist respectfully and almost shed tears.

Dressed in a neat white suit, Goodman had recovered his usual noble demeanor. Nodding his head solemnly, he got off the car and turned around to gesture politely the siblings Stern and Alice out.

"Is it Boss Lin?"

"God bless! Even Boss Lin has returned safely!"

As the crowd chattered, a handsome guy and a beauty whom they hadn't seen before got out from the car.

"Hi," Stern greeted the crowd with a bright smile. Soon, his sister Alice shamelessly accepted the welcome from the crowd.

"Director Yang... these two are..." One of them looked at Goodman curiously.

Goodman coughed and said, "They are the members of the Cromwell clan, the British Lord Protector, Mr Stern and Miss Alice. When I was abducted, I was lucky enough to get out of there with them. Since they were staying in this hotel and attending the Paris Fashion Week, we decided to come here together."

The Cromwell clan?!

Most of the people there were highly ranked managers in the European branches of Yu Lei International, with many of them being locals. Thus, it wasn't surprising that they had heard of the ancient and wealthy clan. Among the crowd, none didn't bow to greet them. Some even panicked a little as such significant people seldomly appeared in public.

The presence of the siblings made almost everyone forget that they were there to welcome the highest-ranked individual in the company—Lin Ruoxi, the CEO. She was the reason they were there after all.

Unexpectedly, not only did they fail to connect with the CEO, they lost contact with Goodman earlier, up till two hours ago when Goodman decided to give them a call. When the group was informed that Goodman was newly released after a kidnap, they quickly regrouped at the hotel.

At this moment, the doors of the driver and front passenger seats were opened at the same time. Yang Chen got off the car and took a deep breath of the fresh air in the night of Paris before stretching his body lazily.

Lin Ruoxi who had fallen asleep in the car tidied up her appearance before exiting the car. Looking sleepy yet elegant, her face was rather pinkish. In addition to her innate beauty and cold aura, dressed in a black laced dress, she was nothing short of a fairy from fictional books. Her flawless look had made the crowd outside the hotel hold their breaths. Even the tourists passing by would stop to admire her charm.

Seeing that a bunch of people stood by the car staring at her, Lin Ruoxi instantly realized that they were her employees in Europe. Being gazed upon in this manner, she naturally felt slightly uncomfortable.

Goodman noticed that Lin Ruoxi got down as well. He quickly squeezed through the crowd and yelled, "Split up, split up! Don't block Boss Lin! Can you guys hear me?!"

Soon, these highly ranked employees finally realized the woman was their CEO whom they had only seen in pictures or on the television before! How was she so much more beautiful in real life?!

"Welcome, Boss Lin!" The crowd quickly stepped aside and opened up a path for Lin Ruoxi.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Ruoxi opened her eyes once again. As if she had recovered her demeanor in the office from her previous relaxed behavior, she swept her gaze across the crowd. The domineering aura which had condensed for years instantly caused all of their hearts to shiver a little.

"I don't know how you guys usually behave at work. But judging from your acts, I have the right to fire all of you without hesitation," Lin Ruoxi said in a dull manner. "You are managers. Managing you is not why I hired you."

The crowd exuded cold perspiration. Although Lin Ruoxi didn't speak furiously, her emotionless tone had sent a chill up their spines.

"Ruoxi, please don't be mad. I believe they're just too excited. It's very rare for you to visit Europe after all. None of them have actually seen you before, not to mention some were your admirers, so it's only natural that they were a little excited. At the end of the day, they're just worried about us which is why they have gathered here. I think it's best if you can forgive them this time," Goodman said to loosen up the situation.

Lin Ruoxi didn't speak a word. She directly walked across the path and entered the hotel.

Goodman exhaled in relief before angrily staring at his subordinates. He then smiled to the siblings and asked, "I believe your servants are in the hotel. I wonder where they are now. Do you need my help to notify them?"

"Servants?" Stern laughed. "Mr Goodman, unlike you, we don't have such a large platoon. We came alone this time."

Goodman was shocked. He found it unbelievable and dug his ears.

However, the siblings didn't plan to give any explanations. They quickly followed behind Lin Ruoxi and entered the hotel.

When Yang Chen who was yawning wanted to return to the hotel to rest, he was stopped by a bunch of the employees of Yu Lei.

"You're the driver, aren't you? Go and park your car nicely. Don't expect us to do it for you." one of the employees ordered.

Yang Chen scratched his head helplessly but was too lazy to explain. I'll just park it then, it's no big deal.

However, before Yang Chen turned back, Goodman smacked the employee's head and scolded, "Are you a damn pig?! He's Director Yang who has come here with Boss Lin. Weren't you told about it?! Quickly apologize to Director Yang!"

The Yu Lei employees were astonished after the scolding. In fact, no one had really noticed Yang Chen's presence. Relative to the perfect combination of the good-looking siblings in addition to Lin Ruoxi's appearance, it was indeed appropriate to label Yang Chen as the driver. Who in the world would expect the average-looking and seemingly lazy man to be on the same level as Goodman?!

"Sigh, Little Girl, forget about it. It's only because he doesn't know me." Yang Chen patted Goodman's shoulder before passing the key to him. "But if you insist, I'll pass the car to you. See you later."

Goodman maintained a smile on the face and agreed to his request without hesitation. "No problem. Feel free to voice any needs you have to me. Just treat this place as your home."

"Woah, your attitude has made a one hundred and eighty degree change. No wonder Lin Ruoxi made you a director. You're indeed rather smart." Yang Chen was well aware of why Goodman wanted to please him. Goodman had had a life-and-death experience just a while ago after all. He knew that Yang Chen was the one who had gotten rid of the men dressed in black.

Goodman's heart was shivering. He dared not disobey Yang Chen whenever he was reminded that the man in front of him had single-handedly ended the lives of multiple criminals. All he could do was bow and nod.

The managers beside were shocked. None of them understood why Goodman was so afraid of Yang Chen when both of them were directors. Furthermore, he was even called 'Little Girl'...

In the company, was it possible for directors of different branches to receive varying treatments?

When Yang Chen was prepared to enter the hotel, police sirens echoed on the streets. Before long, three police cars had arrived in front of the hotel!

Chapter 503 - Too Soft

 

The few police cars stopped in front of the hotel before a few tall and well-built policemen exited the car.

One of them wore a windbreaker. With his windswept white hair and a relatively short and plump figure, the policeman made his way to the front. Glancing at the Bentley parked there, he soon looked at everyone standing at the entrance with a strict expression.

When he noticed Yang Chen, this aged Caucasian revealed a joyous smile and approached him.

"Are you Mr Yang from China?" the policeman asked.

Yang Chen frowned a little as he looked at Goodman beside. Since the police managed to react so quickly, Yang Chen couldn't help but suspect that a busybody had made a report.

Goodman wasn't foolish. He hurriedly waved his hands and said with an innocent face, "Director Yang, I didn't make a report to the police. I really know nothing at all!"

Yang Chen turned his head back to the police. Smiling, he said, "I am. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm Bolton from the anti-terrorism group in the Paris police department. We have reason to believe that Mr Yang is heavily involved in the kidnap and murder cases which had taken place near Romilly-sur-Seine around two hours ago." Bolton received a piece of paper from the policeman standing beside him. "This is our warrant. May I ask Mr Yang to immediately return to the police station with us to aid in our investigation?"

Yang Chen looked around. There were around ten policemen gazing upon him as if he was the prey. He couldn't help but say, "Officer Bolton, would you just excuse me for a minute? I have some private matters to take care of. You're causing a huge commotion here which will terrify everyone."

"We have to do what's required. A shootout is incredibly serious. We have to be extremely cautious towards Mr Yang," Bolton said with a cold smile, "If Mr Yang hopes to get a defence council, you may do so after getting to the police station with us. Don't worry, we won't mistreat foreign guests."

After Bolton finished speaking, Bolton signalled his subordinates. Two policemen then went behind Yang Chen and held both his arms before sending him into one of the cars.

"Stop! What are you guys doing?!"

Everyone turned around to have a look. Lin Ruoxi who had entered the hotel earlier came out again and yelled at the police.

Lin Ruoxi was initially waiting for Yang Chen and Goodman in the lobby but she heard the police sirens coming from the outside. Worried that Yang Chen might've gotten into a trouble, she quickly came out to check the situation out, only to find Yang Chen being shoved into a police car.

"Ruoxi, don't be reckless. This officer has a warrant. We can't stop them from bringing Director Yang away," Goodman said as he blocked Lin Ruoxi, "I believe that the police have misunderstood Mr Yang regarding the kidnapping case earlier which is why they're taking him away. All we can do now is just provide a lawyer for him. He'll be fine."

The other managers from Yu Lei knew that it was time to show their loyalty. Although they were unaware of the situation, they quickly agreed that they'd help Lin Ruoxi solve everything to prevent anything from happening to Yang Chen in Paris.

Yang Chen turned around and winked at Lin Ruoxi. He then signalled her to not worry before lowering his head to enter the car.

Lin Ruoxi was stopped by a bunch of people. At last, all she could do was watch Yang Chen leave with the police. The three police cars came very swiftly and left in the same way.

When the red taillights disappeared on the streets, Lin Ruoxi stood frozen for a long time. Coldly, she said, "Goodman, get me the best lawyer in the entirety of Paris right now. I want you to see to it that Yang Chen is back here before dawn tomorrow!"

Goodman exuded cold sweat. He gestured Lin Ruoxi to calm down. Smiling, he said, "Ruoxi, don't worry. I'll get this done personally. Director Yang is my lifesaver so I can't let anything bad happen to him. I believe that some rest is in order. You may return to your hotel room. I'm here to make sure everything is properly dealt with."

Although Lin Ruoxi wasn't put at ease, she was sure that Goodman was the better candidate to solve the problem as she was unfamiliar with Paris. Thus, she listened to Goodman and went back to the hotel to rest. However, her mind was filled with the thought of Yang Chen. It was going to be a sleepless night.

On the other hand, Yang Chen had no realization of being a 'suspect'. During his journey to the police station, he spoke fluently in French to the policemen about the ladies he had seen on the streets, causing them to get speechless. They had felt the dire urge to tape his mouth shut.

After around ten minutes, Yang Chen was brought into the office building of the Paris police department. Although it was nighttime and most police officers had gone off for the day, the lights were still on.

Yang Chen was handcuffed, with two strong policemen holding him. They followed Officer Bolton into the elevator.

On the control panel of the elevator, other than the buttons for each floor, there was a numeric keypad as well.

Bolton's thick fingers quickly inserted a long series of numbers before the elevator turned red. Sono, it started descending...

However, on the control panel, there weren't signs of a basement.

"Tsk, tsk. Officer Bolton, I didn't know this station had an underground base," Yang Chen said as he looked around excitedly.

Bolton felt a major headache coming round the longer he stood in this suspects vicinity. His mouth twitched a little before he said, "Mr Yang, you're impressively calm indeed, but you're speaking a bit too much."

Around thirty seconds later, the elevator finally stopped. The sliding door opened, revealing a pathway with a metal structure. The white LED's placed behind seams shone light in the entire space, looking like a scene from a science fiction movie.

On both sides, there were a few rooms covered with tempered glass. Various highly advanced equipment were laid there. Complicated data and a few live capture from surveillance cameras were shown on the huge LCD screens. There were one or two people dressed in white robes working in each of the completely soundproof rooms.

Being held by two officers, Yang Chen followed Bolton through the long pathway and arrived at the end, outside an alloy gate.

Bolton placed his palm to the fingerprint scanner by the door. After a scan, the gate was instantly opened.

Bolton looked back and signalled the two officers before they let go of Yang Chen and left.

"Mr Yang, please enter." Bolton's exceptionally cold expression and appearance had a day-and-night difference when the aura he exuded was compared to his chubby body.

Yang Chen tried to suppress his laughter as he looked at him. "Mr Bolton, you look more pleasant before than you do now," he said before walking inside.

It was an interrogation room made of alloy with an area of more than 100 square meters. Cameras were placed all around and there were pathways at all four directions.

Currently, a burly man with blonde, curly hair was seated behind the table placed at the center. There stood two armed soldiers who were as straight as javelins beside him. They were the French soldiers, more specifically, the anti-terrorism special forces.

Bolton approached the man and delivered a military salute respectfully. "Reporting to Deputy Director, the suspect Yang Chen has been brought for questioning."

"Thanks, Bolton." The man nodded slightly at Bolton before looking at Yang Chen. "Mr Yang, you may have a seat. Let's talk."

Yang Chen walked forward and sat down opposite the man. Although he was handcuffed, he faced no difficulty in pulling the chair.

The man's eyes flashed. Evidently, Yang Chen's indifferent attitude had proven that he was no ordinary man.

"I wonder if Mr Yang has heard of us before. We're from Directorate-General for External Security, also known as the Seventh Bureau. In a way, we're like China's security department. I'm Fodessa, the deputy director here. Bolton is my attendant, also the leader of the anti-terrorism group in the Paris police department," introduced Fodessa.

Yang Chen nodded and revealed a so-this-is-the-case expression. It wasn't that he hadn't heard of the Seventh Bureau before. Compared to the world's best—America's FBI, Britain's Security Service, Russia's KGB, and Israel's Mossad, it was indeed too 'soft', so pathetically soft...

Built by the French hero General Charles de Gaulle from World War II, although, its development speed did not match match the French international status. It was considered an ordinary security organization of a country, unlike America's Blue Storm which was a poweruser organization. While the other major spy organizations all had similar teams, France only had 'ordinary humans'.

"I'm not too familiar with you, but I have indeed heard of you all," Yang Chen answered honestly.

"Very nice." Fodessa was able to tell that Yang Chen was speaking the truth. He took an image out from his shirt pocket and delivered it to Yang Chen. "Mr Yang, you wouldn't happen to be familiar with this thing, would you?"

Chapter 504 - You've Misunderstood My Intention

 

In one of the business suites of Hotel Sofitel, Lin Ruoxi settled in after dismissing her subordinates who had all come to welcome her arrival. On the other hand, Goodman who had just entered his room as well, removed his white suit and tossed it on the bed. As if his bones had scattered, he lay on the comfortable sofa nearby.

There was a small, delicately crafted wooden table beside the sofa in addition to a lamp which had lit half of the room up. The lampshade was free from dust.

Having rested with his eyes shut for less than a minute, Goodman opened his eyes again. Being shone upon by the yellow light, the expressionless man turned his head to the table beside him.

There stood a file holder on top of the table. He opened the seal and took out a few photostated documents from within.

Goodman pinched on one of the papers with both his hands, staring at the content gloomily...

This piece of document was a photostated marriage certificate whose owners' picture could be seen clearly on the paper...

The woman looked indifferent and cold, emotionless as she stared at the camera. On the contrary, the man grinned and looked rather nervous and funny. It was the group picture of Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen which they had taken when registering their marriage!

"Lin Ruoxi... you take me as a fool, don't you? Do you think I won't be able to find out your relationship with the savage just because you refuse to tell me about it? Humph... Haha! So what if he can kill? Who is he to insult me?! A lawyer? I'll get him one for sure... But you won't see the smelly mutton skewer seller tomorrow morning that's for sure..."

Goodman held a terrible expression, with the corner of his mouth twitching a little. His arms which were holding the document were shivering. After he murmured to himself, he lifted his phone and made a call.

"Mr Goodman, it's afterhours now," joked a man.

"Lawyer Charmo, my friend has been brought to the police station around ten minutes ago. I need you to help me do something for him," Goodman said coldly while squinting his eyes.

"I never knew you to be the bearer of good news... But since you need it, I'll pay the police station a visit. What's the name of Mr Goodman's friend? What has he done?"

"He's Yang Chen, a Chinese man. It is a... murder crime," replied Goodman.

Charmo remained quiet for a short while. He then smiled and said, "What an unlucky fellow. Don't worry, this won't be a problem for me, the best lawyer in Paris, Charmo."

"I believe you've misunderstood my intention," Goodman said coldly, "I didn't ask you to bail him out."

"Oh?" Evidently, Charmo didn't understand what he meant.

"I need your help not to save him, but to incarcerate him!" Goodman's eyes were filled with coldness. Smiling, he said, "I believe it's a piece of cake for Lawyer Charmo to get rid of an ordinary Chinese man with little to no background who has committed murder in Paris. He has been captured by the police after all..."

After a while, Charmo finally answered, "Aye. Mr Goodman, you're such a special employer, but I like it. Alright, I'll do it."

"Remember to leave no traces. I have nothing to do with this matter," Goodman added.

Charmo laughed like a maniac. "Of course. I haven't received any calls tonight. I'm now going to seek justice!"

At the same time, in the underground base of the Paris police station, Yang Chen stared at a picture in front with a helpless smile.

On the picture given by Fodessa, it was the symbol of the golden sun totem which Yang Chen had seen before. Moreover, the picture was taken from the dead men dressed in black.

Yang Chen rubbed his forehead. He more or less figured the situation out.

Originally, he thought that the police were in charge of this case, so he didn't expect to be approached in such a short time. However, the Seventh Bureau had been in charge from the start. Thus, even if he used a satellite phone to call the police, his location could still be tracked. They were able to access technology far beyond the likes of the police after all.

Yang Chen didn't plan to hide anything. Nodding, he said, "As you know, I'm the one who has called the police."

Fodessa's gaze turned gloomy. "Then, the kidnappers' deaths wouldn't be unrelated to Mr Yang, would they?"

"That's right. I was the one who had killed them all," Yang Chen answered honestly.

Fodessa felt all the more uneasy when the interrogation process went on so smoothly. Since they were in a hurry, they managed to find out certain abnormalities in this Chinese man's background, but failed to obtain accurate information.

Fodessa tapped the table with his fingers. After a while, he said, "The dead kidnappers in the warehouse used to be members of a terrorist group called Infernal Three Headed Beast. Each of their members has for the lack of a better expression, been baptised with gunpowder. Surprisingly, not only did they fail to carry out any damage, all of them were hit with great precision despite the barrier of helmets. According to our analysis of the scene, such an incident is simply impossible in the dark. Mr Yang, if you're being honest, I have to say...

"You're undoubtedly dangerous."

Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps that's the case. But legally speaking, I was merely acting on self defence. I believe Deputy Director wouldn't put me in jail for no reason or end my life here, would you?"

Fodessa snorted coldly. "Self defence is a right given to civilians. As far as I can tell, Mr Yang isn't any ordinary resident. I am totally able to suspect a dangerous man like you to be of a terrorist group's origin. Moreover, your background could cause us more trouble than Infernal Three Headed Beast."

Yang Chen sighed deeply. He initially wanted to head back to the hotel and sleep after the interrogation, but the situation seemed more troublesome than expected.

"Then what does Deputy Director plan to do?" Yang Chen asked smilingly. "As you said, all of these are merely suspicions. Even a detention has a time limit. Also, after my lawyer arrives, this unproven case won't be able to force my stay. I advise Deputy Director to let me go. I've saved quite a lot of noble guests. Shouldn't it say that I was helping instead of hurting?"

When Fodessa wanted to counter, Bolton who had been standing aside strictly received a call.

Bolton looked at Fodessa apologetically before picking it up. "What is it? Didn't I tell you that I was interrogating a suspect?"

"Head Bolton, Lawyer Charmo from the Gordon Law Firm has called us. He said he wanted to provide important information to us regarding the Chinese suspect," a police reported.

Bolton instantly hung up on the call and informed Fodessa about the situation.

Fodessa sighed and gave a complicated gaze to Yang Chen. "Mr Yang's lawyer has come quicker than I expected. Since that's the case, let's go out then."

Yang Chen had no objections naturally. He too felt that the lawyer came very early. However, the next second, Yang Chen turned around to look at the alloy gate doubtfully.

Clink! The alloy door was suddenly opened. A few silhouettes then rushed inside the interrogation room!

Chapter 505 - A Reasonable Man

A Reasonable Man"Director?!" exclaimed Fodessa. He was wondering who had intruded the place, but he soon realized intruders would be pretty stupid to have come through the front gate. Taking a closer look, he saw his director Depney!

Depney seemed to have rushed over there. He wasn't even dressed in a military uniform. All he wore was a white shirt while his hair was rather messy. He initially looked pale and unhealthy, but his face was currently a shade of red from all the frustration.

Upon entering the interrogation room, Depney hurriedly sought out Yang Chen who was seated opposite Fodessa. When he saw that Yang Chen was handcuffed, his eyes were widened to its max.

Fodessa felt that something was wrong. He hesitated for a bit before asking, "Director, what do yo—"

Before Fodessa finished speaking, Depney leaped to him in the blink of an eye and grapsed Fodessa's collar using his left arm!

Bolton who was behind Fodessa was astonished. He had his gaze fixed on the two-meter-tall Fodessa being held up in midair singlehandedly by Depney who was barely 170 centimeters!

No one would expect the seemingly middle-aged, indifferent-looking Depney to have harboured such frightening strength.

Fodessa was dumbstruck. He wanted to say something but Depney's fiery gaze had stopped him from doing so.

"Moron! Have I allowed you to arrest just anyone you want without my permission?!" Depney yelled using his deep and rough voice.

Being held up in the air, Fodessa whose feet were dangling swallowed his saliva audibly. Trying his best to remain calm, he said, "Director has granted me the permission to deal with the kidnapping case. We found out that this Chinese man Yang Chen was the one who had reported to the police. Through the interrogation earlier, he admitted that he had killed the kidnappers. We wanted to further investigate the matter, but Director, you've—"

"So what you are trying to tell me here is that this is all my fault?" Depney snorted with contempt before forcefully swaying his left arm, tossing Fodessa aside.

Fodessa was thrown to the wall by an enormous force. Following the collision, he felt that he might have broken a bone. However, he immediately stood up and bowed, saying, "This one isn't trying to imply anything."

"You wouldn't dare to do so even if you wanted to." Depney sneered and ignored Fodessa before walking towards Yang Chen.

Upon turning around, his furious expression had been completely replaced with a pleasant smile. Looking apologetic, he said to Yang Chen, "Mr Yang, I'm Depney, this moron's superior. I sincerely apologize for his foolish act. Please pay no attention to his acts of stupidity."

Yang Chen glanced at Depney and Fodessa teasingly. Smiling, he said, "It's alright. You just have to let me go if you know that I'm not the one you're looking for. Director doesn't need to blame Deputy Director Fodessa. He was just doing his duty. It isn't worth the trouble."

"Mr Yang is indeed a reasonable man. I'll remove the handcuffs for you and send you off," Depney said with a smile.

"I can take care of them myself." Yang Chen stood up and swayed his arms outwards, causing the metal handcuffs to instantly break into pieces, as if they were a piece of paper, before falling on the ground.

Depney opened his mouth in shock. Fodessa, Bolton, and the others instantly became speechless. Handcuffs were not toys. They were not made to be broken. Not only was the metal tough, it was malleable to a certain degree. It wasn't impossible to change its shape. But just how shocking must Yang Chen's strength be if he was able to destroy them into pieces?!

Bolton and the other special agents from the security department brought by Depney were dumbfounded. They felt a chill deep down their hearts. Fodessa who had his head lowered in silence furrowed his brows tightly.

"M—Mr Yang, please come with me..." Depney was the first one to react. He walked in front of Yang Chen to bring him out.

Yang Chen waved at Fodessa and Bolton before leaving the interrogation room with Depney.

After they left, Fodessa who had stood still all this time finally stood up straight.

Resentfully, his attendant Bolton sighed in dissatisfaction. "Deputy Director, this is ridiculous. Director had clearly passed this matter to us from the start and was too lazy to get involved. Now that we managed to catch the culprit and obtain what could possibly be a lead, he insulted us and even... hit you..."

Bolton was filled with bitterness. All he could do was nod.

Fodessa raised the image with his teeth clenched while complication filled his face. His eyes flashed at last. Exerting force using his arm, the picture was crushed into a crumple...

On the other hand, Yang Chen felt a lot more relaxed after getting out of the police station with Depney. Although he was unaware of who had sent this director to get him out, he didn't have to stay overnight at the police station which was worth celebrating.

Although Yang Chen wouldn't be harmed if no one bailed him out, he couldn't just destroy the police station. He wasn't afraid to fight, but what he was wary about was the consequences that came with the destruction of a police station.

Walking to the parking area near the police station, Depney stopped walking. Seeing a black Rolls Royce nearby, he found it hard to control his emotions. "Mr Yang, I'm really sorry for bringing you trouble. Please greet the much respected lady on my behalf. If you need help with anything in the future, we'll be glad to lend a hand anytime."

Lady?

Yang Chen frowned and looked at the direction Depney was facing. When he saw the Rolls Royce parked in the dark, he instantly understood something...

So it's her. Everything makes sense now.

After bidding farewell to Depney and the others, Yang Chen slowly approached the car which was awaiting his arrival.

When he arrived in front of the car, the door was opened from the inside, revealing a handsome face which he hadn't seen in a while. The man's blonde hair was combed neatly as usual. He wore a black suit with a fresh red rose protruding from his chest.

"Ed?" Yang Chen was stunned a little. He didn't expect the person to be one of his good friends. He was Edward from the Rothschild clan, Jane's cousin brother.

"Hello Yang, we haven't met since the goodbye in Hokkaido back then. I was starting to miss you." Edward revealed a pleasant smile and moved inside the car to make space for Yang Chen.

Yang Chen sat into the car and closed the door. When he raised his head, he finally saw the lady whom Depney was referring to.

"Long time no see, Catherine." Yang Chen's gaze turned gentle all of a sudden. Looking nostalgic, he smiled and said, "Oh yeah, should I call you... Her Majesty the Queen now?" 

Chapter 506 - Throwing After Using

 

In the police station, a man was yelling loudly at the policemen, causing their ears to suffer.

"What?! You're saying that Yang Chen was taken away?! Head Bolton, are you crazy? He's a murderer! Your decision was made without following legal procedures. This is straight-up illegal! You shall be heavily punished!" a bald white man wearing suit and leather shoes yelled and hit the office table in front violently. He was the lawyer named Charmo.

After receiving Goodman's request, he had swiftly obtained information about Yang Chen via various channel before rushing over. He initially thought Yang Chen would be detained. However, upon his arrival, it was proven otherwise. Upon arriving at the police station, he was told that Yang Chen was released three minutes ago!

Being the officer on duty, Bolton and Fodessa returned to the office and bumped into Charmo.

Fodessa didn't belong to the police force, hence his silence. Everything was handled by Bolton instead.

Due to the natures of their jobs, Charmo was extremely familiar with Bolton's identity as the head of the anti-terrorism group. Thus, he didn't need to speak with respect.

Bolton frowned deeply. He was frustrated enough to witness his superior Fodessa being beaten up earlier. As of right now, he wasn't in the mood to entertain Charmo. He snorted coldly and said, "Lawyer Charmo, you're not supposed to make a scene here at the police station. His release was authorized by people far beyond our pay grade. You're welcome to sue us all you want, but the only party that would suffer is you!"

"Are you threatening me?! Bolton, you fucking fatty, do you know whom you're speaking to? I'm the best lawyer in Paris, Charmo! There's no lawsuit that I can't win, no evil that I can't smite!" Charmo was completely fearless. Pointing at Bolton's reddened face, he shouted, "I'll send the Chinese man Yang Chen to jail. He will be executed for murder!"

Just as Bolton wanted to revolt, he noticed something and immediately dismissed the intention.

Charmo realized that Bolton was looking behind him. He couldn't help but turn around to have a look, only to find that a middle-aged stranger was standing behind him.

Displeased, Charmo asked, "Who the heck are you? I know everyone in the police station. You don't belong here."

The man was Depney who had recently sent Yang Chen off.

Smiling, Depney looked at Charmo from top to bottom. "You're the guy Charmo from the Gordon Law Firm. The one that everyone considers the best lawyer in Paris?"

"You're right. That's me," Charmo answered, satisfied.

Depney nodded and said, "Did you just say you wanted to send Yang Chen into jail and execute him?"

Confidently, Charmo replied, "You heard it right. What is it? Are you an accomplice in this case?!"

Depney laughed like a maniac. His pale skin turned reddish. Malice soon filled his eyes. With his hoarse voice, he said, "You're no different from a pig. Unfortunately, although I'm not sure what Yang Chen's future hold, jail or not, What I do know is that... you shall go there now!"

"What? Are you trying to frighten me? I—"

Before Charmo was able to finish his words, a fist came flying right at his head!

Bam!

Charmo was totally incapable of dodging Depney's punch. He directly fell on the ground after receiving the blow, instantly causing his face to swell and him to black out.

Depney took out a white handkerchief and wiped his bloody fist. "Place him in death row and find a date to send him to God."

Every policeman there paled. There was nothing they could do except looking at Bolton who was the person in charge there.

Bolton exuded cold sweat. No one had expected the highly influential lawyer to be given a death sentence just like that. Bolton was sure that Charmo had to die just because Depney said so. As a result, he signalled two of his subordinates to bring Charmo away. He did not need a reason. He was to scared to ask.

At this moment, Fodessa who had been standing aside walked forward. Facing his superior Depney, he said, "Director, can we discuss about something at a quiet place?"

Depney glanced at him and nodded his head before leaving the office first.

When the two came to an empty walkway, Depney stopped moving. With his back facing Fodessa, he asked, "You're going to ask who had brought Yang Chen away, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I need an answer. I can't just watch someone that dangerous be let out without a reason," Fodessa said while clenching his fists.

Although Depney had his back facing Fodessa, he was still able to tell all his expressions. Snorting in disdain, he said, "You can't change anything even if you're not convinced. Let's not talk about you for now. For me, or even Mr President, we have to obey that lady no matter what, unless we're prepared for a war amongst the countries. Otherwise... even if Yang Chen was really a terrorist, we still have to release him!"

Fodessa raised his head, confused. "Director, I have no clue who that is."

"I believe you've come across the information from one of the secrets documents in the office regarding the bloody incident nine years ago involving the British and Welsh royal families..." Depney said slowly.

Fodessa was slightly surprised. He had no clue why his superior had brought up the so-called grey history of the scandal among the British royal families. He answered, "Yeah, I remember it clearly. Back then, the British royal family attempted to annihilate the previous Welsh royal family and overthrow them. However, due to the involvement by the Rothschild clan and other unknown parties, Queen Catherine and the young Princess Jane of the Welsh royal family miraculously disappeared for a while before returning safely awhile after. After that, a few core members for the British royal family had somehow died one after another. The Security Service had spent much effort to prevent the scandal from spreading so that the civilians wouldn't panic."

"Correct. After that, the heir of the British royal power was none other than the ruler of Wales. Although they exist as a hidden royal family, which means their existence hasn't been publicly announced yet, the true party in power of the United Kingdom lies in the Welsh royal family..." Depney explained.

Fodessa nodded. "I vividly remember the document. There are indeed too many questions in the incident nine years ago including the survival or Catherine and her daughter Jane and the silence of the Security Service. One has to admit that the Welsh royal family has far exceeded the British both for their behind-the-scenes status and economic influence. Moreover, the heir of the Welsh royal family Princess Jane has now become the core of the British royal research center in addition to the leader in this technologically advanced world. With such an inheritor, the power of the Welsh royal family is already firmly established."

"You're right. There are indeed too many unanswered questions. But we shouldn't worry about them since even the Security Service has remained quiet." Depney turned around while his eyes shone. With his deep voice, he said, "The person who had contacted me to release Yang Chen isn't just anyone out there. It was Her Majesty Catherine, the former queen consort, who has just ascended to the throne recently..."

As soon as Depney finished speaking, Fodessa was dumbfounded...

... ...

Achoo!

The Rolls Royce slowly proceeded on the roads, so slow that it was no different from walking.

In the carriage, the woman who had sneezed irresponsibly raised her arm and rubbed her tall nose using her violet dress made of silk to wipe her booger off.

She was a tall and slender lady with a tied-up bun. Any signs of aging was not present on her body. Her elegant face contours made her look like an elf in fantasy stories. She exuded an alluring aura, especially due to her emerald eyes and long eyelashes.

If one had to guess her true age, they'd have to judge her curvy figure wrapped in the laced violet dress. The mature woman's curves were simply unrivalled among young ladies. Every man's veins would bulge upon seeing her. Moreover, her unintentionally revealed calves were so fair and smooth like the skin of a newborn. It wasn't something any ordinary man could just resist.

However, such a stunning lady just pulled off the act of a child—wiping her nose using her sleeve.

"Catherine, you've just ascended to the throne. Can you finally change your childish habits? Your body is the mature version of Jane, but mentally, you're only going backwards," Yang Chen said helplessly. He was sitting beside Edward and opposite the goddess-like Catherine, the queen from the Welsh royal family.

Catherine pouted her bright red lips. She looked like just a seven-year-old girl. "My dear Chenchen, I believe that some bad guy was just thinking of me again. I wouldn't have sneezed otherwise."

Yang Chen would stab himself with a knife if he coulduddenly had the undesirable urge to stab himself repeatedly He didn't know whether to cry or laugh. "I'm not talking about if you sneezed or not. But why do you have to use your sleeve instead of a tissue paper?!"

"It's convenient this way! Taking a tissue is troublesome enough and I even have to throw it away after using one..." Catherine pouted her lips. "You guys are so annoying. This is not the first time that you've found out about my bad habits. You're the same as Janejane. She would correct me all the time at home. I don't seem to do anything right. Being her mother, I feel that I get no respect. I'm the queen at the end of the day."

Edward who was sipping on red wine got completely speechless. He hesitated a little and asked, "Erm... Aunt, who told you that you'll sneeze only when someone misses you? Also, what's going on with the names Chenchen and Janejane?"

Catherine let out a sweet smile. "When Jane was telling me about the Chinese culture, she said that most Chinese would call the people they're close with by repeating their names. It's entirely possible for you to be called Wardward instead."

Edward quickly shook his head, causing him to almost choke on the wine.

"Oh yeah, Chenchen, you might not know this. Janejane has studied a lot about the Chinese culture to understand your origin more. As you know, I can barely read, but I want to know more about your country as well, so I would ask her to tell me stories every night and fall asleep while listening... But recently, I haven't had the privilege of listening to those stories. It's all because of you. You summoned my baby Janejane to China. Now that you came to Paris, Janejane hasn't come back yet. She's my only daughter you know..." Catherine said angrily.

Yang Chen had a stiff expression. He had no clue what to say. Just like the first time he met Catherine, he would feel helpless whenever he saw at her proud look.

Gloomily, Edward said, "Aunt, being the queen of Wales and the mistress of the Rothschild clan, you can barely read the only language you speak which is English... This is a shame. Also, you're almost forty already but you still need your daughter to tell you stories at night. What part of this makes any sense?"

Catherine finally got quiet after listening to Edward. She lowered her head and frowned a little in silence.

Edward felt that he might've hurt her feelings. He consoled, "Aunt, I'm not criticizing you. But you should start acting like an adult so that Jane can stop worrying about you."

Catherine suddenly raised her head, revealing her watery big eyes. Nodding, she said, "I understand now. I'll be more careful next time... Wardward..."

Pfft! Edward spit out the red wine in his mouth uncontrollably.

Chapter 507 - Nursery Rhyme

 

In the huge presidential suite of Hotel Sofitel, the set of elegant furniture allowed the room to look like a complete home.

The design and decor of the room were inspired by the French and Roman. One would feel luxury upon stepping foot in the room.

Fresh flowers which were replaced every day were placed in delicate vases at each corner. A certain brand of French perfume was used, causing the room to smell pleasant without being overly pungent.

At this moment, the door of the shower room was pulled open. Lin Ruoxi who had taken a hot bath wore a white pajamas made of real silk provided by the hotel. She used a white towel to dry her wet hair while slowly walking to the window.

The loose pajamas had covered a huge area of her fair skin. Although her flawless curves were hidden, they were as tempting as ever.

The night view in Paris wasn't as vibrant as the one in Zhonghai. It was a quiet city.

Sighing deeply, Lin Ruoxi stopped wiping her hair with the towel. Turning around, she looked at the wooden antique clock hung on the wall.

It had been more than an hour since Yang Chen was brought away. She had yet to receive any news from him. Although she was confident enough regarding Yang Chen, it still didn't manage to calm her nerves.

Silently standing in the room alone, Lin Ruoxi was slightly absent minded. She even found the whole situation comical.

It hadn't been too long since she stopped treating that man as a human being. She even hoped for his death sometimes so that she wouldn't have to be irritated. She would be reminded of the hell-like night where she lost her purity whenever she saw him.

However, unknowingly, the two had been together for more than a year. They had argued, started cold wars, and joked throughout this period. Every little memory that she had felt like it had happened just yesterday.

Her days of waking up early and returning late suddenly included a man who was never serious about work. However, her days didn't feel as lonely and dull as before for some reason.

No matter how hard she tried, she wasn't able to think of a single good thing or character that he possessed. He was lazy, vulgar, and extremely perverted, not to mention he was a smoker. Other men would secretly have an affair if they had one. However, Yang Chen would publicly interact with his other women because his skin was as thick as a steel wall.

He would exasperate her, joke about her, push her into difficult situations, speak sarcastically to her, frighten her, and even make her worry about him...

He appeared obedient on the outside. But at every moment where his actions really counted, he would act to his own will, displaying his machismo to a ridiculous level.

"There isn't anything likable about a man like that, is there..." murmured Lin Ruoxi. It wasn't known whom she was asking.

She had a long flight earlier the day after all. After landing in Paris, she was faced with a kidnapping case. Currently, she was actually exhausted.

Lin Ruoxi felt that she was on the verge of collapse. Thus, she walked to the huge comfortable bed and sat down. She had her head lowered but lacked the courage to lie down."

"If I fall asleep now, will he be back by tomorrow morning?" Lin Ruoxi felt a headache. Painfully shutting her eyes, she shook her head and opened them again. She then mumbled to herself, "There's nothing good about him at all. Why am I behaving like this? Is it possibly because of his confession to me in that night..."

In her mind, a scene of that night surfaced uncontrollably. It was the night when she dashed out of the restaurant and cried on the street...

...I'm as terrible a man as described, who lives in a different world from you!!! But someone like me!!! Allowed to like someone like you?!

When she recalled the moment, Yang Chen's voice lingered beside her ears, causing her to feel a little shy. She then burst into laughter.

"Oh my. Why would a man say how terrible he is when making a love confession... You're really foolish. I've never said that I like you, Stupid...

"But if I don't like him, why am I always thinking about him? Have I... Have I..."

Ring! Ring! The phone rang, stopping her from talking to herself.

Surprised, Lin Ruoxi sat up straight and rubbed the moisture at the corners of her eyes before stretching her arm to pick up the phone in the hotel room.

"Ruoxi, I hope I didn't disturb you," said Goodman.

Lin Ruoxi hummed in acknowledgement. She then thought of something and asked hurriedly, "Do you have an update about Yang Chen's case? Has the lawyer bailed him out yet?"

Goodman sounded embarrassed. "I've hired the best lawyer in the entire Paris already but there's no news from him yet. But don't worry, I'll definitely try my best. Nothing will happen to him."

"Alright... Then is there anything else that you need to say?" Lin Ruoxi felt disappointed when she heard it wasn't about Yang Chen. Even her tone had gotten cold.

"I believe you're really tired now and in a bad mood as well. I'm thinking of bringing you to a Thailand massage session in this hotel. They have the best female masseurs. I believe you'll destress that way. Also, you merely had a stupid burger just now. I'll bring you to eat—"

"No need." Lin Ruoxi cut Goodman off directly. "Thank you for your intention. But it's really late now, I just want to rest."

Goodman remained quiet for a while. "Alright then. The fashion week starts tomorrow. I'll pick you up in the morning. Regardless if Mr Yang is able to return by then, our work should not be affected."

"They'll be held in Louvre Museum and Tuileries Garden near Place de la Concorde, am I right?" asked Lin Ruoxi.

"You're right. Ruoxi, you indeed have a good memory," Goodman answered with a smile.

"You don't need to pick me up. I'll go there myself. Just arrange a driver for me. To ensure efficiency, I'll participate in the fashion week and you'll be responsible for the communications with the designers and manufacturers. No one will be in charge of the usual operations if you go with me. I find it unnecessary," Lin Ruoxi said in an indifferent manner.

"But—"

"The decision is made." Lin Ruoxi hung up the phone immediately.

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Goodman was stunned. He then violently slammed the phone on the ground and breathed heavily while his eyes were filled with malice.

"Lin Ruoxi, you may look down on me now, but you'll belong to me sooner or later..."

Goodman squinted his eyes. Right before he wanted to turn off the lights, his doorbell rang.

Annoyed, Goodman got down from the bed and walked to the door. Through the peephole, he saw a smiling server standing outside.

Frowning, he opened the door and asked, "What do you need? Don't you know guests have to sleep at this hour?"

The man dressed in a server uniform of the hotel was smiling in silence. He took a black card from behind and delivered it to Goodman.

Goodman found it rather familiar, but didn't remember when and where he has seen it before.

"What is this?" Goodman asked, confused.

The smile on the server's face vanished. As his eyes shone, he suddenly drew a pocket-sized pistol. The next moment, the gun barrel was pointed right at Goodman's forehead!

Dumbstruck, Goodman stared at the gun and finally remembered what the golden sun was. It was the symbol of the kidnappers earlier!

"I have something to discuss with you. Let's go inside, shall we?" the 'server' said coldly.

On the other hand, Lin Ruoxi who had hung up on the call was sitting on her bed absentmindedly. She then sighed silently and planned to turn off the lights. However, the doorbell rang.

Since she stayed in a presidential suite, she normally wouldn't be disturbed. There were quite a lot of bodyguards standing outside after all.

Lin Ruoxi felt a little doubtful. She had no friends in Paris, while Goodman wouldn't dare to come over after being rejected.

She put on her slippers and walked to the door. Carefully seeing through the peephole, she was terrified!

All she saw was an eye!

Lin Ruoxi hurriedly rushed back as she hugged her chest. She then realized that she was pranked as someone had blocked the peephole using their eye.

Lin Ruoxi stomped the ground angrily. She wanted to ignore the person outside and go back to bed. However, the person outside started singing.

"Little Ruoxi, please be obedient and open the door. Quickly open the door, your husband is back..."

The voice clearly belonged to Yang Chen!

Lin Ruoxi violently turned around and opened the door. As expected, Yang Chen was standing outside with a naughty smile.

"What do you think about this nursery rhyme? It still sounds good after I changed the lyrics, doesn't it? Hehe, I'm not the worst candidate for the director of Yu Lei Entertainment, or—"

Yang Chen who was delighted didn't manage to finish his speech. That was because Lin Ruoxi had leaped into his arms!

Through the thin layer of silk pajamas, Lin Ruoxi's body was incredibly soft. Her hair had both the smell of shampoo and her body scent. Yang Chen indulged in the fragrance which had filled his nose.

Yang Chen had repeatedly imagined that his wife would one day stop treating him coldly, jump into his arms like any of his other lovers, and allow him to express his love in whichever way he desired.

However, when this moment became a reality, Yang Chen realized that his mind had gone completely blank, for only one reason—the woman in his arms was tearing up...

Chapter 508 - Carrying You to Sleep

 

Lin Ruoxi herself couldn't explain her actions. The energy circulating inside her body had gathered at the instant she saw Yang Chen, with only one intention in mind—she must hug the man tightly! Other than pouncing over to hug the man, her mind couldn't process anything else. Self-restraint, worry, courage—nothing else mattered in that moment!

Having felt the woman's arms crossed around his waist forcefully, Yang Chen was stunned for quite a while before slowly regaining awareness. He revealed a small smile and felt an indescribable emotion which had made him feel the long-awaited warmth.

Slowly, Yang Chen held Lin Ruoxi's back with both his arms. Although she was covered with silk, Yang Chen still managed to feel her smooth and flawless skin.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen placed his chin on Lin Ruoxi's head. Tapping her back with his right arm as if he was comforting a child, he said gently, "Alright, stop crying. I'm back now, am I not?"

Lin Ruoxi had stopped tearing up but was sobbing a little. While her eyes were covered with tears, she felt that she had depleted her energy.

Yang Chen noticed that Lin Ruoxi seemed to be struggling to stand. Feeling a heartache, he bent down and held her legs from behind before carrying her up horizontally.

Lin Ruoxi subconsciously hooked Yang Chen's neck with her arms. Blushing, she asked out of surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Carrying you to sleep," Yang Chen answered before walking into the room and closing the door with his foot.

Lin Ruoxi's heartbeat instantly quickened upon hearing the term 'sleep'. She was all the more worried when Yang Chen looked like he was expecting something.

Probably because she was abroad, she had felt incredibly insecure as she had no close friends and families there, not to mention she wasn't close with her employees there. Furthermore, having been kidnapped in addition to experiencing the life-and-death explosion scene, Lin Ruoxi felt that there was only so much more that she could take.

During Yang Chen's absence, she finally realized just how huge of a difference the man's presence made.

However, even if that was the case, it didn't mean that she was required to do anything with Yang Chen!

Although she had long realized man's importance, through her experience, she too realized his usual worrying behavior.

As Lin Ruoxi was overthinking, Yang Chen had placed her on the large, comfortable bed already.

At this moment, Lin Ruoxi quickly noticed that she was wearing nothing but a thin layer of silk pajamas. Clothing made of such material was see-through to some degree.

Embarrassed, Lin Ruoxi nervously pulled the blanket on the bed to wrap her body, only did she have the courage to raise her head to look at the man standing by the bed.

The elegant woman was wrapped in a rose-color blanket, sitting on a white bed sheet. Her black hair was smooth and slightly reflective. This stunning scene was indeed tempting, especially when the lady was Yang Chen's own wife. However, all he did was stand, quietly observing Lin Ruoxi's actions as if he was immersed in a very interesting movie.

"W—why are you looking at me like this?" Lin Ruoxi slowly noticed that she might have had over thought. The man's eyes were crystal clear. It was clear that he held no dirty intentions towards her.

"I'm wondering if I'm just a guy who would try to trick you to bed all day in your eyes. Although I really want to sleep with you, I've never intended to do it by force. I've always respected your decisions. Must you raise your guard around me as if i'm a thief?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.

Lin Ruoxi bit her lips as she was troubled by the question. If she answered yes, she could hurt his feelings. He wasn't currently forcing her into doing anything after all. If she answered no, however, she would be contradicting herself as it was true that Yang Chen loved to mess with women outside.

"I don't need an answer. Although I'm not a very smart man, I'm not considered stupid. I know that you only hugged me by the door just now because you were worried about me. Everyone behaves impulsive sometimes, am I right?" Yang Chen asked and winked.

Lin Ruoxi lowered her head as she dared not look at Yang Chen. Indeed, her long-restrained emotions had burst earlier. She didn't intend to completely accept Yang Chen.

Lin Ruoxi remained quiet for a while before raising her head to ask, "How did you come out? Were you helped by the lawyer Goodman hired?"

Yang Chen seemed a little confused. "Lawyer? What lawyer? Did Goodman get me one?"

Lin Ruoxi frowned. "So there was no lawyer? Did the police let you go then?"

Yang Chen waved his hand. "I have a close friend in Europe who had helped me speak to the police and got me released. It was a misunderstanding after all. I'm not a criminal."

"I see..." Lin Ruoxi suddenly recalled that Yang Chen had 100 billion euros in the Union Bank of Switzerland. Why wouldn't someone like that have connections? The whole time, Yang Chen might have notw taken the police seriously.

"Look at how foolish you appear. Don't overthink anymore. It's not my first time getting into a police station. Wasn't I always arrested in Zhonghai back then?" Yang Chen smiled.

Lin Ruoxi looked at him in dissatisfaction. "You're the one who's foolish. But when you mentioned the police station in Zhonghai, I'm starting to miss Yanyan..."

"Cai Yan?" Yang Chen suddenly regretted bringing it up.

"Yeah," Lin Ruoxi said, worried, "Since Sister Cai Ning came over last time, I haven't managed to contact Yanyan, not even once. I'm quite worried about her as I have no idea where she is. I don't have many friends to begin with. I wondering how she's doing recently."

Yang Chen rubbed his nose awkwardly. How else can she be? She's still foolishly training at a seaside. Your husband had even slept with her before. After a while, I even have to report the 'marriage proposal' to her family in Beijing! he thought.

Of course, Yang Chen would never confess the truth. He had just proclaimed himself as an innocent guy. He couldn't afford to be exposed at this moment no matter what. Hence, he acted sincere to comfort her, "Don't worry. The Cai clan is not an ordinary one, so nothing bad will happen to Cai Yan. Take care of yourself for now, Ruoxi. Aren't you going to attend the fashion week tomorrow? You should go to bed early."

Lin Ruoxi didn't notice anything unusual. Nodding, she said, "Alright, I'll rest now. Go and find Goodman at the eastmost business suite, he'll pass you the key to your room."

"Oh, so I'm not sharing the same room with you," teased Yang Chen.

Lin Ruoxi was too lazy to entertain him when he became playful again. Indifferent, she asked, "When can you finally change your habit? You were serious just a second ago. Don't talk nonsense anymore, remember to attend the conference tomorrow morning with me. We came here to work, so you mustn't slack."

"Tsk, tsk. You're back to your usual self again to monitor my work. Alright, alright, I understand." Yang Chen waved his hand and blew a kiss before leaving the room.

Upon getting out of the room and closing the door, Yang Chen saw a figure rushing out from the elevator.

"Director Yang! God bless! You're finally back. I had been so worried just now!" Goodman looked anxious. He panted heavily as he approached Yang Chen in his pajamas.

Yang Chen laughed and said, "Little Girl, you're right on time. I was going to get my key from you but it seems you have beat me to it."

Goodman was stunned. He slapped his head and said, "I'm sorry, the key is still in my room. I made a call to the police station and was informed that you had returned safely, so I quickly came up to see if you're with Ruoxi, and you're indeed here. Director Yang, you're not harmed, are you? The lawyer I sent to you was delayed."

Yang Chen looked at Goodman for a while as he suppressed his laughter. "Little Girl, you're surprisingly enthusiastic."

"This is what I'm supposed to do. Director Yang is my lifesaver, so I have to of course try my best to help." Goodman wiped the sweat on his forehead and giggled. "Since Director Yang is fine, I can finally be at ease."

Yang Chen tapped his shoulder and whispered to him, "I'm really happy as well to see that you're fine."

"Huh?" Goodman was shocked as he didn't understand what Yang Chen meant. Thus, all he could do was smile.

After getting the key from Goodman, Yang Chen slowly walked to his business suite. His room was the furthest from Lin Ruoxi's. It could be seen that Goodman had 'worked hard'.

However, right before Yang Chen opened the door, he noticed something wrong. As expected, before he inserted the key, the door was opened from the inside!

Chapter 509 - A Unique Mass by the Man of Scarlet

 

It was a lady dressed in a chiffon nightdress. She was as delicate as a sculpture faintly covered by clouds. She would remind people of the goddess of Classical Athens represented in western oil paintings. They all had elegant curves and soft gazes. Any single one of them would challenge male hormones to the extreme.

Her maroon, beautiful hair stretched all the way to her waist like satin. Her tall nose, plump red lips, and her charming emerald eyes made her look like an elf from a fairy tale, appearing noble, seductive, and mysterious at the same time.

Currently, she was lazily leaning against the door frame, with a shy expression only found on teenage girls.

"My dear Chenchen, am I pretty?" Catherine winked as she gazed upon Yang Chen with high expectations.

Yang Chen raised his head before his breath was taken away. He didn't know how to react. "I knew that no one would mess around like this except you."

Catherine pouted her lips. She walked forward and held Yang Chen's arm before using her bosom lumps to embed it.

"I haven't had fun with you for almost two years already. You're overly cruel. Even when you have travelled all the way to Europe, if I didn't come to look for you, you definitely wouldn't have come to Wales to find me," complained Catherine as she pulled Yang Chen into the room before closing the door.

The room was dimly lit with dimly lit candles around. A relaxing music by Liszt was played, creating an ambiguous environment in the night.

Yang Chen didn't rush to utterly devour the delicacy sent to him, although the charming woman looked like she would allow him to do anything to her. Instead, he walked to the bed and signalled Catherine to sit down first.

Catherine was reluctant to let go of Yang Chen's arm. At last, Yang Chen helplessly allowed the woman to cling onto him. "You should know that I'm not the same man I used to be two years ago."

"Is it because of your marriage? I totally understand. I know that your wife is in this hotel now." Catherine rested her head against Yang Chen's shoulder. Smiling, she said, "I even heard from Jane that you have many other women, don't you?"

"Why would she tell you about that? I really am at a loss when dealing with you and your daughter... It's not just because I've gotten married. A lot of things have happened in the past two years, especially the last 12 months, which have changed my view of women. I have to admit that during the time I first met you, most women were just tools for me to vent my emotions on, so none of them had any significant value. But now... I treat you, Jane, Edward, Sauron, Makedon, and the others as my friends. You're now my friend, not some pleasure tool used for my benefit..."

Yang Chen mocked himself, "So, don't do this anymore, Catherine. You don't need to try so hard to please me. We've known each other for almost 9 years now. You're still my friend even if the way you treat me changes."

A strange light flashed in Catherine's elegant eyes. A teasing smile surfaced at the corners of her lips. "You've indeed changed a lot, Chenchen."

"Hmm?" Yang Chen noticed her change in expression. Smiling, he said, "You look like a woman in her early thirties now, instead of a foolish little girl."

"I really hate you. I'm not allowed to behave like a young one but you won't spare me from acting my age. Have I really gotten that old?" Catherine let go of Yang Chen's arm and stood up before circling Yang Chen. She then bent her body down to stare right into Yang Chen's eyes. With her fragrant breath, she said, "Chenchen, who said that friends aren't allowed to sleep together?"

Yang Chen remained quiet and moved his gaze to Catherine's bosom.

Due to her half-bent posture, her loose nightdress lowered at the neck area, revealing a pair of round masses which were rubbing against one another. The endless cleavage was an abyss which would tempt a person to commit a crime.

"Do they look good?" asked Catherine.

Yang Chen nodded and answered honestly, "They're beautiful."

"Hehe," Catherine chuckled. Her posture made the soft flesh look like they would fall anytime. Furthermore, its scent was exuded from her neckline.

"Chenchen, do you know that no other men except you have touched them before after my husband died?" Catherine said before sitting on Yang Chen's lap, pressing her bosom against Yang Chen's face and burying him at the center.

"I want to sleep with you and please you. I didn't get on your good side because I need your help. It's only because this is what I like to do."

As Yang Chen's face was buried in the soft, warm flesh, he found it hard to breathe.

After a while, Yang Chen reached his arms to Catherine's waist and pinched the meat there.

Catherine's body was extremely good to the touch. The seemingly extra meat had coincidentally complemented her age.

"Mmh," moaned Catherine. She was able to feel the warmth of Yang Chen's burning hands.

Yang Chen withdrew his face from the two surging waves. HIs eyes turned bloodshot while he stared at the noble and charming queen. With his hoarse voice, he said, "I was doing quite well in holding back. But since you're asking for it, I do believe that it will be a sleepless night."

Catherine's eyes turned watery. Her alluring body was just like a slim and delicate willow in the wind. She wrapped Yang Chen's body with her arms and bit Yang Chen's ear with her blazing red lips before licking it with her tongue. Breathing heavily, she said, "Do you still remember the time we first met? I want you to treat me as who I was back then..."

The seductive tone had given rise to a flash flood in Yang Chen's mind which countless intentions had gushed out from...

... ...

Salerno lay on the coastline of Southern Italy. Except that it was facing the vacation spot Mediterranean Sea, the city was just like every other city there—dim and old. The lives there were repetitive. Except the occasional football matches which could interest the citizens there, the place seemed to lack the future that they desired.

Although it was winter, the Mediterranean had a warm weather, allowing the residents to wear relatively thin clothing. Lots of them were crossing the busy streets.

It was a weekend. The relaxed Italians drove on the streets, stopping at an intersection, awaiting the aged traffic lights to turn green. Being shone upon by the strong sunlight, their colors weren't very apparent.

One could probably only be able to feel the city's undying vitality by looking at what remained of the Gothic architecture from the Middle Ages. The tall steeples and fancy windows together with the flying buttress were unique and distinct.

Located near a port, Nachecisolo Church was an unknown Catholic church among the countless churches in that city.

It could be said that no one knew when the church was built. The granite monument which recorded the church history had been buried in the bush outside the church for many years, while it's presence was long forgotten.

Italy had way too many churches treated as classic national treasures after all. This church indeed looked unremarkable.

It had an ordinary square design. Its center had a tall steeple as well. The black and grey appearance of the weathered walls made it hard for a person to determine its original color.

In the afternoon, the door of the church was pushed open. A group of peaceful-looking Italian residents walked out from there. There were the elderly, women, youngsters, and children.

The Sunday Mass had come to an end.

After the people participating in the Mass had left, the pastor of the church Marino stood by the entrance with a slight smile on his face. Sending the people off with his gaze, he drew a cross on his chest as he murmured something.

Marino was an orphan. The pastor who had adopted him had passed away right around the time he turned twenty. Since then, Marino had inherited the responsibility to take care of this small church. Time flew by in the blink of an eye; he was almost fifty now. He had dedicated the most precious moment of his life to God who had never appeared before him.

Turning around, he closed the main door and ended up alone in the entire hall.

Sunlight shone through the gaps of the fancy windows into the church, causing the bumps on the mottled walls to look apparent.

The smell of decay filled the air. Due to years without repair and maintenance, the church was dilapidated. The structure of the building was slowly giving way and showing its age. Marino had often felt that the roof of the church would one day collapse when he was sleeping.

Agony could be seen on Marino's face. Though he was yet to be in his fifties, he looked much older than his age. Raising his head, he gazed upon the cross of Jesus in front of him with his eyes filled with mania and worry.

Marino stood still silently for quite a while before walking to the podium. There lay a long table whose surface had a basket of white bread and a bottle of half-finished grape wine.

These items were leftovers from the believers earlier. Marino had never wasted food. That was because poverty didn't give him that privilege.

Marino lifted the basket and the grape wine bottle before walking to the back of the church, where he lived. As far as he could remember, the old pastor had stayed with him for over a decade, after which he started living on his own. Today, it had been more than two decades since those days.

After taking two turns, Marino didn't return to his own room, but instead proceeded to the only guest room there which used to be empty.

Opening the door, a single bed with a white bed sheet, a table, and a seemingly unstable wooden chair were revealed.

Currently, a woman who was dressed in an overly large clothing, carrying a girl aged around ten years old, was silently reading a tattered Old Testament on the wooden chair.

One would be easily able to tell that they were mother and daughter since both the woman and girl had extremely beautiful amber hair and an incredibly fair, porcelain-like skin. Even when looked from the side, their faces were so flawless that they looked like angels.

They're the masterpiece of God indeed, thought Marino. He had long considered them as so ever since he took them in about half a month ago.

The girl was the first to turn her head over when she heard the door open. Although she had an adorable face like that of a Barbie doll, there was no smile on her face. She held a pair of delusive, sapphire-blue eyes, as if she had the ability to see everything through.

"Good afternoon, Pastor," greeted the girl.

At this moment, the woman turned her head over as well. Although she had no makeup on and her hair was rather messy, her noble aura was evident as ever. She let out a smile in delight. "Good afternoon, Pastor Marino. I'm reading the Old Testament with my baby. There are a lot of stuff we don't understand. Do you mind explaining them to us?"

The girl glanced at her mother in dissatisfaction. "When can you finally learn to read? You're almost thirty already but you still can't read the Old Testament. I was the one reading it for you."

The woman stuck her tongue out in a playful manner. She pinched her daughter's cheek with baby fat and said, "Baby, how could you talk about your mother like this in front of Pastor? You shouldn't embarrass Mother. Haven't I warned you enough times?"

"Le—let go of me!" Frowning, the girl removed her mother's hand. Using a voice soft enough that only the woman could hear her, she said, "When do you ever behave like a mother? Had I not noticed that our hiding spot was discovered, we would've died two weeks ago."

The woman pouted her mouth resentfully. "Alright, alright. Baby, you're the smartest. Mother will stop pinching your cheeks."

Marino's expression turned complicated when the mother and daughter whispered to each other. Having stood at the door for a while, he said, "Madam Catherine, I brought some bread and grape wine over. You must be hungry."

The resentment on Catherine's face instantly vanished. She let out a sweet smile and said, "Thank you Pastor. I'm indeed really hungry. Actually, I was going to ask you this morning on what we were going to have for today, but I dared not interrupt your Mass session."

"It was me who had failed to be thoughtful. I should've prepared some food earlier," Marino replied in English with an Italian accent. Smiling faintly, he walked to the mother and daughter to put the bread and wine on the table.

Catherine couldn't wait anymore. She wasn't disgusted by the dry bread at all. Instead, she took a piece and tore a small portion before delivering it to her daughter's mouth. "Come here, open your mouth. Ahh..."

"I'll eat myself!" The girl looked like she was having a headache when her mother wanted to feed her. She then took the bread and started chewing away.

Catherine clenched her teeth and snorted in dissatisfaction. "I'm so pissed right now. Why are the children from other families so obedient but my Jane behaves this way?"

"Don't push the responsibility to me. No one else has a mother that acts the way you do," the little girl explained the key reason to her mother and rolled her eyes.

Looking at the mother and daughter argue, Marino coughed to interrupt their conversation.

"Madam Catherine, can I ask you a question?" asked Marino seriously.

Catherine blinked her large eyes in an innocent manner. Nodding, she answered, "Of course you can. Pastor, please ask away. But since I'm not very smart, if it's regarding academics, you should ask my daughter Jane instead." She then pointed at Jane who was on her lap cheerfully, causing the little girl to feel annoyed once again.

Marino squinted his eyes. He held a strange expression as he reached into the pocket of his black robe to take a piece of paper out before placing it on the table.

Catherine and Jane were instantly speechless upon seeing the content. Catherine was dumbfounded while Jane had turned serious. It was weird for such an expression to appear on the face of a ten-year-old.

"Wanted Criminals... Catherine and Jane. 10 million British pounds in rewards..." Marino announced the few key words on the wanted poster. Holding an ice-cold expression, he said, "I got this secret document from the bishop in charge of this district yesterday night. The two of you have become wanted criminals in certain places in Europe. Anyone who shelters you would most likely die for abetting criminals, while surrendering you will earn 10 million pounds in rewards."

Silence filled the room. The only sound was Marino's heavy breathing which had shown the instability in his heart.

"Pastor," Jane suddenly said and raised her head, "Pastor, you're looking to hand us in, aren't you?"

Marino's expression changed drastically when he faced the little girl. "If handing you guys in will really earn me 10 million pounds, I'll do it without hesitation. But after thinking about it the whole night last night, since you're wanted only in secret channels, the process of handing you over will be done secretly as well. As I have no support from any powerful party, the 10-million reward isn't guaranteed."

"You're really smart, Pastor. If you had really done so, you would just end up dead earlier than we did," Jane replied coldly. "The best you can do is pretend you know nothing. This way, all of us will be safe. Until the day when my mother and I gain the opportunity to go out again, you'll become our lifesaver."

After listening to Jane, Marino started laughing like a maniac. He laughed so hard that he stomped the ground while his body moved back and forth.

The sudden change made Catherine subconsciously hug Jane tightly. However, Jane seemed completely fearless. She wasn't frightened by his action at all.

"What are you laughing about?" asked Jane.

"What a pathetic child. Although you're really smart, you're still a child at the end of the day." Marino became calm again. Surging flames were suppressed in his eyes. "You're right, handing you guys over will be extremely dangerous. But what makes you think I lack the guts?!

"I've had enough! I've had enough!!! I'm sick of this broken church! I'm sick of having dry bread and low-quality grape wine! I'm tired of having my church operation funds taken away from the arrogant pricks, the big fat bishops all day!

[Warning: Skip the next 10 paragraphs if you're a Christian and easily offended.]

"God?! I've been serving him since young with the old pastor. I've committed the most precious time of my life to keep Him company! Now that I'm almost fifty already, I've never had a decent steak before. I've never once left the country for a vacation. I haven't even felt a woman's body before!

"No one knows who I am. No one has ever bothered to to get to know me, not as a Pastor but the real me. No one will care if my church collapses or not! Even if I suddenly die, no one will give a damn!

"D—do I deserve to live like this?! Is it for the day when I die alone in this broken, decaying place?!

"Fuck the bishops! Fuck the Vatican! Fuck God! They shall all go to hell!!!"

The entire room was filled with nothing but Marino's deafening scream, causing Catherine and her daughter to be dumbfounded.

"Get out of my way!" Marino yelled and pulled Jane off Catherine's body, causing her to fall on the ground!

"Jane!" Catherine screamed in shock. She rushed forward in an attempt to get Jane up. However, her waist was suddenly grabbed by Marino's arm!

Jane felt pain throughout her body as a result of being thrown on the ground. The cold, hard wooden floor made the girl feel that her bones had shattered. Seeing that her mom was seized by Marino, she instantly found out what he was up to!

"Since I have nothing to lose, why wouldn't I take this chance? Since God has sent a beauty like you to me, why would I be willing to give up this opportunity?" Marino laughed uncontrollably while his face twitched. Swallowing his saliva, he neared his head to Catherine's body...

Astonished, Catherine struggled with all her strength. She was just a woman after all. Despite Marino's age, Catherine still failed to resist.

"Let go of my mom now! Are you crazy?! You're a pastor! How could you do this?!" Jane was finally frightened. The tough girl had finally teared up for the first time. Pouncing on Marino, she grabbed his foot before biting him forcefully!

"Argh!" cried Marino in pain before he swayed his foot violently!

Bang! Jane's small body was flung away with ease, causing the back of her head to hit the table!

"Jane!!!" Catherine screamed at the top of her lungs. She witnessed her own daughter faint away just like that!

Marino couldn't care less if Jane was alive or not. There was nothing in his eyes except the stunning woman. She was the only path which would lead him to heaven!

"Catherine... don't reject me anymore. You'll be my first woman... I—I'll be sure to treat you well. I won't tell anyone that the two of you are in my care... As long as you're obedient, I will definit—"

"No! Pastor, please don't do this! Please let me go... Argh! Why must you do this..."

Tears fell from Catherine's eyes when she was faced with Marino's insane, devil-like expression. She had never felt this level of terror before. The more she cried, the more she felt she was stuck in a mire which she had no way to escape from. She would even end her own life by biting her tongue if she should.

However, Catherine knew that she couldn't allow herself to die as her fainted daughter was behind!

She was a mother. She couldn't abandon her child!

"Pastor, you'll face God's punishment by snatching my prey away..." the hoarse voice of a man echoed suddenly.

As if the man's voice had the ability to freeze a person alive, Marino who was tasting Catherine's face suddenly stopped moving.

Catherine who had almost given up on resisting looked outside with her reddened eyes.

It was a young man wearing a white shirt and a black suit, looking like a gentleman. Furthermore, judging by his premature face, it could be seen that he was just a teenager.

Except his particularly bright eyes, everything about the average-looking, yellow-skinned guy was ordinary.

However, the ordinary-looking youngster gave off an unexplainable cloudiness, as if everything about his appearance was fake.

"W—who are you..." Marino asked nervously as he finally realized that the situation had gone south.

The youngster looked at the unconscious girl before turning his attention to the messily dressed gorgeous Caucasian lady. Smiling relaxedly, he said, "Tsk, tsk. Such a beauty. No wonder even the western monk couldn't keep it in his pants."

The perverted look on the youngster's face didn't match his perceived age at all, causing Catherine to forget the situation she was in.

"W—who the heck are you?!" Marino yelled furiously. He became immensely afraid as he wasn't taken seriously by the young guy.

The youngster walked into the room and smiled brightly. "I'm codenamed Thirteen from Zero, an assassin sent to kill these two ladies."

Zero? Assassin? Thirteen?

Listening to the bunch of unfamiliar terms, Catherine and Marino failed to react.

After a while, the pastor Marino finally regained awareness. "Y—you're a killer?!" He couldn't believe that a well-dressed teenager was an assassin.

Thirteen shrugged his shoulders. "Is there a problem?"

Contempt filled Marino's face. "Young Man, don't underestimate pastors. You must've overheard our conversation earlier, didn't you? You want to save them now to claim the 10-million reward. Humph. If someone who looks like you is an assassin, I can be one as well!"

Thirteen scratched the back of his head, confused. "Why wouldn't you believe me? Do you want me to prove it to you?"

"How can you prove anything? You should go home and drink some milk instead." Marino laughed in an insane manner. "Stop pretending. Let me tell you this. So what if you happened to stumble upon my little escapade? No one will believe a brat li—"

Marino didn't manage to finish his words. That was because his head had been smacked into chunks already...

Dumbstruck, Catherine gazed upon the rain of blood in front of her eyes. Just a second ago, a youngster who called himself Thirteen had destroyed Marino's skull with lightning speed, using merely his hand!

Catherine had never imagined that ending someone's life could be this straightforward. There were no warnings or whatsoever. He used just his hand to accomplish something which couldn't be pulled off even with a knife.

Furthermore, she had never thought that an exploding human skull was this beautiful. The pungent smell of fresh blood filled the scarlet scarlet. Also, there was a broken neck with spewing a fountain of blood...

Chapter 510 - The Final Reason

 

Marino's body finally fell. The headless corpse looked extremely unnerving. Everything happened too quickly for Catherine to react in any way.

"Killing was the only one way to prove that I'm an assassin. I hope you're satisfied with the answer," murmured Thirteen. His left hand was drenched in fresh blood. It had stained him and Catherine as well.

The place was once again silent.

Catherine widened her reddened eyes. Wiping her face, she looked in front and mumbled, "It's... it's blood..."

Thirteen didn't give Catherine much time to react to the incident earlier. Ending a person's life was evidently a normal routine for him. As he swayed his hand to get rid of the flesh, Thirteen said, "Catherine the queen and Jane the eldest princess from the Welsh royal family, am I right?"

Catherine's body shivered slightly. Thirteen's indifference made her realize just how invaluable her life was.

"Initially I didn't actually want to take up this mission since it was a bit too easy, but coincidentally, I'm here on vacation. Since there's a 10-million-pound reward, I'll just kill the both of you and free you from the suffering that lie ahead. You at least don't need to feel pain by dying in my hands. If you get caught by the British royal family, I guess torture is inevitable," Thirteen said confidently before looking at Jane who was unconscious. "Such a beautiful little girl. It's unfortunate that she doesn't have a chance to grow, otherwise she'll definitely be a beauty whom everyone is attracted to."

"No!!!"

Suddenly, Catherine raised her head and stared right at Thirteen fearlessly, as if she was a completely different person. "Mr Thirteen, my daughter actually has a chance to grow up!"

"Hmm?" Thirteen was surprised. He let out a wicked smile and asked, "How so?"

Catherine took a deep breath and stood upright, causing the curve of her upper body to appear particularly obvious. Her charming face stained with scarlet blood revealed an embarrassing yet incredibly alluring expression.

"Since you can kill me for 10 million pounds, if I offer you a higher price, will that mean that it is possible for me to hire you?"

Thirteen squinted his eyes. "This is a wanted poster. I'm not hired by the British royal family technically. If the price you offer is higher than the poster offers, I'll agree to work under you of course."

"Then I want to hire you. I want to return to England and kill the people who want to get me and my daughter killed. I want to become the queen of England!"

Catherine's voice started soft and became louder as she spoke. The terror and anxiety she displayed earlier had completely vanished. The woman stained by blood stood stood solemnly, as if she had really become the condescending queen instead of a downhearted wanted criminal.

Interested, Thirteen looked at Catherine from top to bottom. "Although I don't know why you trust me so much that you think I can achieve what you described, I'm really curious as to whether you actually have sufficient capital to employ me."

Rip! Catherine tore her clothing apart using her sharp nails!

Beneath the poorly made shirt lay a velvet-like, stunning scenery. It had instantly made the dark room captivating...

"If you're indeed capable of doing what I said, I believe a person like you isn't just looking for money." Catherine caressed her amber hair in a seductive manner. Smiling, she continued, "I have the royal bloodline. I'm the true inheritor of the royal family. I have the most beautiful appearance in the entire England. As of right now, there is no one else that can compare to me. If I die now, I'll just be a beautiful corpse, but if I'm alive..."

At this moment, Catherine stuck her fragrant tongue out before withdrawing it. As her fascinating eyes shone, she said, "If I'm alive, my body and all of my wealth in the future will belong to you. They definitely don't just add up to 10 million pounds..."

The disparity between her noble demeanor and inferiority had caused her oestrogen to spike. At the same time, the entire room seemed to have turned rose red.

Thirteen walked forward and extended his right arm to hold Catherine's chin. Leaning his head forward, he inhaled the scent of her pinkish neck. To the young but experienced youngster, the fragrance of the woman was overwhelmingly tempting.

"I have to admit you're one of the most attractive women I've seen, but it doesn't mean that it would actually be enough to convince me to make a trip to England and slaughter the large number of royals." Thirteen smiled coldly and said to Catherine in front of her face, "Although I'm not afraid, I am weary of the consequences that may follow."

Catherine suddenly covered Thirteen's lips using hers. She bit his lips as if she was a wild cat. When they separated, a silver line of saliva could be seen.

"You will agree with me. That's because I believe you will never ignore my other identity." Catherine's final resolution had filled her eyes.

Thirteen shut his eyes in indulgence. He was able to clearly feel the excitement the curvy woman could bring him.

"You may reveal your final reason. If you still fail to convince me, I don't mind killing the both of you after I finish enjoying your body," Thirteen said in an indifferent manner.

Catherine bit her lip nervously. Her seductive expression was nowhere to be seen. Her eyes then turned so clear that they looked like the azure ocean, leaving solely melancholy and regret. She then let out a vague smile.

"I'm a mother. A mother... who would do anything to save the life of her child..."

... ...

The white curtains danced as the wind blew, allowing sunlight to shine upon the room, revealing the situation inside.

It was a new day in Paris. Yang Chen quietly opened his eyes.

There were clothing and socks on the floor. The tables and chairs had been repositioned incorrectly. A lamp had somehow ended up on the floor while the bed placed at the center had moved from its original location for more than ten centimeters.

On the huge and soft bed, two bodies entangled together. There was nothing but a thin blanket covering their bodies.

There laid a lazy-looking gorgeous woman with amber long hair had most of her skin exposed in the air. Her bosom was groped by a hand which had changed its shape.

Regarding her lower body, her white and beautiful long legs were pressed by the man in a domineering manner, not allowing her to move at the slightest. When looked closely, there were hand marks on her backside. They were the traces which had stayed throughout the night after it was slapped for countless times.

"Mmh..."

The woman moved her body and opened her eyes. She then realized that she couldn't get up at all. Her body was in the man's arms, so she moved her backside to the back in a naughty manner.

However, the woman had made a big mistake!

"Ouch!" cried the woman. She realized that the gap between her backside was clutching a 'naughty stick'...

"I knew that you'd move once you wake up, so I've stuck my weapon into your backside for the entire night," whispered Yang Chen delightfully as he opened his eyes.

Catherine pouted her mouth angrily. "You did something evil again when I fainted."

"Simply put, you're weak. Having rested for more than two years, you fainted after just the ninth round." Yang Chen sighed regretfully, as if he didn't manage to enjoy the madness yesterday night.

Catherine felt that the object inside her body was continuously enlarging, as if it was expanding. While her heartbeat quickened, she started breathing heavily. "Chenchen, please don't do this. Keep your baby now, can you? I—I want to get up already."

"Do you not like it best when I insert it from behind? It's so warm inside and surprisingly soothing after two years. Do me a favor in this morning. Help me calm this fellow down," Yang Chen said seriously.

Catherine paled. "Please don't! I'll be late for the fashion week later if we do it again! I hate you so much. Don't you know that I'll suffer even when walking if you place it inside me for the whole night?"

"Actually, I just forgot to take it out, and you held it really tightly. Hehe," Yang Chen giggled.

Catherine pouted her lips. "You're such a bad person. Even my Janejane wants to become your woman. If that really happens in the future, doesn't she have to be bullied by you in the same way?"

Yang Chen was shocked. The wicked smile on his face then dissipated before moved away from Catherine's secret body part. Sitting on the bed, he said, "Catherine, help me persuade Jane, can you? In her eyes, I might be the person who's helped you two retrieve the throne and kill the enemies. I believe her main reason for doing so is to repay a favor. I dare not talk about it when I'm with her, my deal was with you and only you..."

Catherine was relieved when the burning hot object got out of her body. Smiling, she said, "Do you expect my baby Janejane to not know about what kind of a deal I had with you?"

Yang Chen frowned. "So she's aware of it all this time?"

"Of course. I'm not as smart as Janejane. There's no way I can hide it from her." Catherine smiled and sat on the bed as well. Having experienced insanity throughout the night, most of her body was now numb, forcing her to rest for a while. "Actually, to us, you're not just someone who has made a deal with us. In fact, without you, the two of us would've been abandoned by the entire world a long long time ago."

Yang Chen raised his head and looked at Catherine's fair-skinned back absentmindedly.

"I'm the young lady of the Rothschild clan. To ensure the family's benefits, I got into the Welsh royal family through a marriage. However, when we were facing the British persecution, the clan had given up on us both. Even our relatives refused to help us. So who else in this cruel world could we have turned to for help?" Catherine turned her head and smiled at Yang Chen. "If it wasn't for you who had made a stupid deal with me, we wouldn't even be people anymore."

Yang Chen opened his mouth a little, but decided not to speak what he had in mind. Smiling, he said, "You make me sound like a pastor now."

Catherine chuckled a well. Evidently, the sorrowful past had turned into wonderful, nostalgic memories.

At this moment, the doorbell of the room rang.