Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 202: Y He Has a Girlfriend

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Y He Has a Girlfriend

After dinner, she sat with Lin Xiang on the sofa and watched TV for a while. Feeling sleepy, she went upstairs.

Snow Wolf had just sent her a WeChat message with a few photos of Nan Jingchen training.

She somewhat interestedly clicked through the photos one by one.

As soon as this guy was handed over to Snow Wolf, just like the newbies in Golden Net, he would undergo the harshest training and have an evaluation after three months to see if he could stay in Golden Net based on his abilities.

Though he didn’t need to join Golden Net, given Snow Wolf’s nature, he would be even stricter with him than with the rookies; she really wasn’t sure if he could handle it.

After all, he used to be a pampered young master, always having others attend to his needs.

"Take it easy, don’t train him to death."

"Don’t worry, he has more grit and perseverance than you think."

Seeing this message from Snow Wolf, her eyes deepened. Potential is often unleashed between desperate situations and near-death experiences.

Nan Jingchen needed to become stronger to take revenge personally.

She exited the chat, noticing several messages addressed to her, especially from Xiao Chen.

After replying, she planned to close WeChat but then remembered she hadn’t heard from Wu Yi in days. Wondering whether he managed to secure that brooch, she sent him a message.

Wu Yi: "Got it for ten billion, but I got chased and almost killed."

He really had a rough time!

It was such a big auction, and he went with only one subordinate. After leaving, they were chased down several streets and narrowly escaped death.

Their armored car was riddled with bullets, and they almost got blown up.

"You owe me medical and emotional damages!"

Yun Yue raised an eyebrow, not expecting a mere brooch to cause such turmoil. Given Wu Yi’s status in M country, it was surprising someone dared to openly chase him.

She sent a quick reply: "Alright, I’m free these days, I’ll take on a few more jobs."

In the presidential suite of M country, the lights were as bright as daylight, opulent and luxurious.

Wu Yi was topless, his left arm and abdomen both shot. His younger brother who was treating his wounds chuckled seeing him unaffected and strange-faced.

"Bro, did you get a head injury?"

"It’s you who got a head injury!" Wu Yi glared at him lightly, grinning, "Y said she’s free recently and can take a few more jobs."

It wasn’t his money that was spent on the brooch, and getting shot twice made Y offer to take on more jobs.

Huge profit!

"Such good fortune? Doesn’t sound like Y’s style!" Wu Er scratched his head; Y was very temperamental. Whether to take jobs depended on her mood. Even his brother couldn’t do much about it, sometimes even having to plead with her to accept jobs.

"Heh!" Wu Yi scoffed.

Of course, it wasn’t such good fortune!

Otherwise, why would it be called a blood-earned profit?

Money earned with blood! Those two bullet holes were not suffered in vain! He’s still bleeding non-stop.

Wu Er didn’t understand his brother’s "Heh" and looked puzzled.

Wu Yi: "..."

His brother was good in many ways but lacked understanding of certain things.

"You won’t understand even if I explain it. Just bandage it." The blood was about to run dry.

Wu Er responded, "Brother, that foreigner is too arrogant—he dared to attack the Black Alliance. We must make him regret it!"

Who’s to say the foreigner didn’t know their identities? They walked into the auction with Zorro so openly, hard to believe he didn’t notice!

Even if he didn’t recognize the two of them, he should definitely recognize Zorro!

If not for the monk, at least for Buddha’s sake, he should’ve shown some respect for Zorro, but no, he brazenly sent cars to chase them down several streets.

If it weren’t for his brother’s driving skills, he would’ve been dead for sure.

"He will regret it, but let Zorro handle this," Wu Yiping said as he lay on the couch, his abdomen bandaged to stop the bleeding, the bandage already soaked red.

"Zorro?" Wu Er didn’t understand; although Zorro was their friend, it was them who were humiliated, and it would be more satisfying to handle it themselves.

Wu Yi peeled off the bandage, revealing a grisly, bloody gunshot wound. Without any anesthesia, he directly used sterilized tweezers to extract the bullet, poured alcohol on the wound, and applied medicine, making Wu Er think he was tough as nails!

He endured the pain without a sound, his movements fluid and unwavering, something Wu Er knew he couldn’t have withstood.

After bandaging the wound, he gingerly put on his clothes, his voice hoarse, "That foreigner is Zorro’s half-brother from the same father. Despite looking like a foreigner, he’s actually half from Z country, just has a colder appearance, which is why you thought he was a foreigner."

"Facing him would be a fifty-fifty chance, not worth the risk, let Zorro handle it," Wu Yi said seriously.

It’s not that he was scared of Qiu Jun; it’s just that the guy is too reckless, capable of anything. There’s no need to lose Black Alliance brothers over pride, but he had a premonition they would confront Qiu Jun sooner or later.

Zorro’s family has immense power in M country; his father married three women, and in such a huge family, they were the only two sons.

In Chinese terms, Zorro’s mother is the principal wife, the others are concubines.

Zorro’s mother’s family is also very powerful, ranking second in M country. Qiu Jun, ambitious as he is, has always wanted to take control of the Paluo family but never gained the support of Zorro’s father.

But if he were Zorro’s father, he wouldn’t choose Qiu Jun as the heir to the Paluo family either.

The guy is too crazy; when mad, he’s not humane.

The Paluo family would be in extreme jeopardy under him.

"Fine," Wu Er somewhat reluctantly agreed, feeling stifled that he couldn’t reclaim their dignity.

Wu Yi looked at his phone, "Day after tomorrow we return to Z country, Y is urging."

Wondering who she blew all that money for just to gift them this brooch.

"Urging?" Wu Er immediately understood, tilting his head, "This brooch is clearly meant for a girl; is he gifting it to his girlfriend or his wife?"

About Y being a woman, only he within the Black Alliance knew; Wu Er and the other brothers always assumed she was a man.

Especially since so much money was spent just to get this brooch, he felt somewhat moved by such enviable love.

Wu Yi stared at him for a few seconds, meaningfully, "Who knows, probably ’girlfriend,’ I suppose."

There’s no way she’s gifting it to a wife; how would a woman have a wife!

Plus, she’s just 17! Still in school, not even a boyfriend!

Wu Er knowingly "Oh" ed and secretly rejoiced. Y has a girlfriend, and he spent a billion just to gift his girlfriend a brooch; he would tell his brothers in the Black Alliance to take a leaf out of Y’s book.

Indeed, the more capable people are, the more they spoil their wives.

...

After Yun Yue replied to all the messages, she fell asleep until dinner time when she finally got up.

In the kitchen, Liu Lanfang and Lin Xiang were busy; Sister Li was probably still at the hospital.

Lin Xiang came out of the kitchen carrying a thermal lunch box, "Yueyue, come eat, Mom and I are going to the hospital to check on Sister Li. She has a small tumor in her lungs; the doctor said it was lucky we found it in time. Any later, and we would’ve had to just wait for death."