Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 373 Caught Three

Chapter 373: Chapter 373 Caught Three

Lin Xiang sat down on the sofa at the end of her bed, and Yun Yue handed her a contract, "Aunt Xiang, I can’t take this share transfer agreement. It’s too valuable."

Lin Xiang knew she wouldn’t accept it, as her reaction was expected. Smiling, she said, "You sit, Auntie will explain slowly."

Yun Yue’s hair was still wet, and droplets flowed down her strands, dampening her bathrobe.

She sat down, and Lin Xiang, holding a towel, gently dried her hair. Her movements were gentle, and her gaze was tender as she softly said, "Auntie doesn’t have much to give you. I’ve been unwell and have kept it from them. The doctor told me I won’t live past 50. Consider this share as a gift from me."

"Even if Auntie is no longer here, you’ll have something to rely on."

"Don’t worry, this is your share. Lin Xuanze’s is no less than yours. He is impetuous with his work; you should help him out when he takes over the company."

Yun Yue was touched by her gentle actions, feeling an indescribable warmth and comfort.

However, when she heard Lin Xiang wouldn’t live past 50, her expression immediately turned cold, and her cool middle and index fingers touched Lin Xiang’s pulse.

Lin Xiang was startled by her sudden action. The temperature in her eyes was even colder than when she first came to the Lin Family, her chilling gaze making one tremble. Concerned, she asked, "Yueyue, are you alright?"

Without moving her hand, Yun Yue scoffed after a moment, "Who told you that you won’t live past 50?"

Lin Xiang, thinking she was in disbelief, responded, "It was my attending physician."

Her father was treated by the same doctor, and later, so was she. She trusted him quite a bit.

Yun Yue released her hand, a sharp glint passing through her eyes.

"Keep this contract. Don’t tell anyone about my illness," Lin Xiang insisted firmly, pushing the contract back, with Yun Yue no longer refusing.

She would only feel at ease if it was accepted, but...

After Lin Xiang had left, Yun Yue’s cold eyes squinted slightly as she sat down at her desk, her slender and pale fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard.

There was something off about that attending physician.

She had been fine before she left. After she left, Lin Xiang became deficient in both vital energy and blood. If she hadn’t felt her pulse just now, she wouldn’t have known.

Medically, there are drugs that make this condition undetectable on the surface. It wasn’t clear yet whether Lin Xiang knew, but it was certain that the attending physician was involved in some foul play.

She had secretly checked Lin Xiang’s pulse before, and unless unexpected, living till 80 shouldn’t have been a problem. Even though she was frail and had chronic headaches, those were already improving—unless that physician was deceiving or using drugs to control her lifespan.

After scrolling through Lin Xiang’s call records, she found a remark under "Dr. Liu" and noted down his phone number, planning to thoroughly investigate this person.

"Boss, the goods have been delivered to Moon Island."

A video call came through; it was from Mo Fan. He had gotten the pass for Beihai three days ago, and coincidentally, as the goods arrived at the dock on Moon Island, he reported in.

"Good. Let Nan Jingchen handle the production there. Also, tell them to enhance security. Young Master Qiu hasn’t retaliated for the last missile strike, so be careful of his revenge." Yun Yue minimized the video and continued her previous task.

"I’ll develop a surveillance defense system later and implant it in the devices at Moon Island. It will monitor the island and within a 5-kilometer radius centered on the island. I’ll also set up a facial recognition system; everyone entering the island must undergo facial verification."

"Inform them that these two tasks must be completed within three days. I’ll have the system ready tonight. Make sure the goods are well settled."

Besides Mo Fan’s beguiling face, green code flickered on her computer screen, her keyboard clicks notably crisp and delightful.

"Okay, I got it." Seeing her busy, Mo Fan took the initiative to end the call.

After developing the two systems, it was already 6 a.m. She sent the packaged systems and stretched lazily, her eyes bloodshot and rimmed with red.

He walked to the window, drew the curtains, and went straight to sleep.

At breakfast, Lin Xiang wanted to wake her up but Liu Lanfang stopped her, "Let her sleep a bit more, she probably stayed up all night."

She had gotten up at four in the morning to drink water and the light was still on in her room, greenish-white, probably playing games again.

"This child." Lin Xiang felt helpless and didn’t call her again; she finished her meal and went to the company.

Yun Yue slept until three in the afternoon and was still groggy as she walked down the stairs. She poured a glass of ice water and gulped it down, which somewhat dispelled her sleepiness.

From this angle, she happened to see that black Volkswagen parked not far down the street.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously, and with a cold snort, she pocketed her hands and walked upstairs.

A few minutes later, she came back down, changed into a different outfit, and walked to the front door with a bold yet nonchalant stride.

"Young Master Qiu, should we keep watching or not? Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen isn’t here." The person sitting in the backseat was earnestly talking on the phone, completely oblivious to the fear and panic in the eyes of the two in the front seat.

The two of them seemed half-scared to death, frozen in place, only their eyes could move.

"Thump, thump, thump."

The back seat window was knocked on; he ignored it, but then it was knocked on two more times, he impatiently rolled down the window without a glance and snapped, "Scram, scram, scram, I don’t have time for you."

Having squatted by the roadside for so many days, there were always people coming by to hand out flyers and advertise, which he found particularly annoying.

"Young Master Qiu, no, no, no..." His voice suddenly became frantic with panic, "I wasn’t telling you to scram, I meant the people outside the car... Hello, Young Master Qiu, let me explain..."

He looked at the already disconnected call, furious, he smashed his phone on the seat, and glared malevolently at the person outside the window, "F*cking hell, you got me misunderstood, believe it or not, I’ll finish... you... off..."

Her typically defiant air vanished in an instant after seeing the skull sticker on Yun Yue’s neck and the black baseball cap.

His voice as he spoke the last three words was as small as a mosquito, each word quieter than the last.

"Finish me off?" Yun Yue’s mocking voice entered their ears, making their blood and souls tremble along with it.

Especially the man who had just made the call; he was already bawling.

Today must be an unlucky day; first, he offended Young Master Qiu, and now he’s encountered such a fearsome god.

Mom, he was scared.

Could he even go home?

He quickly shook his head, displaying an honest smile, "No, no, no, you heard wrong. We live in a civilized society, how could there be any beating or killing, right?"

Yun Yue nodded vaguely, "It indeed is a civilized society, so following and monitoring me, should we take a trip to the police station?"

"..."

Could they even come back if they went there?

All eighteen generations of their ancestors’ professions would be dug up!

He tried to make excuses, "Listen to my explanation, I just happened to pass by, happened to be unfamiliar with the road, just happened to stop here..."

The other two nodded vigorously, each looking like a mute, only able to nod.

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