The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system
Chapter 388 - 388 Not a princess party

388: Not a princess party 388: Not a princess party Caishen didn’t know the answer, not that he intended to share this fact with with third knife.

“Get him a room here and keep an eye on him.” Caishen told Mo Sen.

Third knife didn’t press for more information.

This group was the kind to keep their information really close.

At the moment, he needed them a lot more than they needed him.

“I would appreciate it if you could get back to me soon on the matter we discussed second young master Zhang.

I have a feeling that Lai Yanfang’s time is running out and i would like to know where to find my second brother’s body before you destroy her.”  He stood up and smiled at Mo Sen.

“If you wouldn’t mind, i want a room with a nice view like this one.

I am also very hungry and i will be ordering for room service on your bill.

Oh, if you happen to catch any of the Lai Yanfang’s, make sure they can’t talk, touch or look at anyone.

Blindfold her, seal her mouth and put gloves on her hands if you must.

Better still yet, cut her hands off or pull her eyes out if that’s what it takes.

Just make sure that she doesn’t do her voodoo on you or it might just be game over and this time, she will hide really deeply and return stronger.”  Mo Sen led third knife out and he returned after handing him off to the other bodyguards.

“Young master, we booked the entire floor of the hotel so you can change to a different room if you wish.”  Caishen looked at the dirty silk handkerchief and the now clean place that held blood stains only a few minutes ago.

He didn’t want to stay in the room any longer.

“We need the information he compiled on Lai Yanfang try and see if you can coax it out of him.” ” Yes young master.” “I said coax, Mo Sen so no beatings or threats.” _____________________________________________ In Beijing, Alix was not aware of the latest developments or that she was apparently Lai Yanfang’s biggest nightmare.

Currently, she was in the living room of grandpa Tai’s house, painting the toe nails of a very reluctant Tai Ho Sun while auntie Mo laughed heartily from the side.

“Ho Sun, did you expect this when you said you wanted to play with your sister?” she asked her son.

Two of the Tai brothers were standing over Ho Sun, taking pictures of Tai Ho Sun’s large feet that were now sporting a lovely shade of pink.

They all knew that he would remove the nail paint as soon as Alix found her next distraction.

Looking at the phones, he said grumpily, “I will say this again, i am very unhappy about this.

I suggested a princess themed party with tea and cupcakes not pedicure and beauty treatments.”  He guessed that one of them was recording his humiliation for future use.

“You said that we should do all the things we never got to do as children and this is one of those things.

Older brothers always accompany their younger sisters in silly games like this.” Alix told him.

Tai Ho Sun groaned and he sighed reluctantly.

He relaxed his feet and surrendered to his fate.

Next to auntie Mo, chairman Tai wiggled his large feet and said without a bother, “I am next, nobody should skip ahead of me.”  Grandpa Tai frowned at his oldest son and he sneered a little bit.

Wasn’t he doing a little too much because he wanted to bond with Alix?

“What’s wrong?” His wife asked him.

“Do you want to join them and do your nails as well?” Her husband was mumbling and he kept shooting his son unhappy glances.

“I was supposed to go first.” he muttered.

“Ho!” grandma Tai exclaimed.

She patted him lightly on the shoulder and giggled.

The older he grew, the more childlike he became.

Why was he competing for attention with his own children?

He spent the most time with Alix out of them all.

“Little sister where is your prison guard tonight?” Tai Change asked her.

She popped her head up, a little frown had formed in the middle of her forehead.

“You will get wrinkles, don’t do that.” auntie Mo told her.

Alix relaxed her face and maintained the look of confusion in her eyes.

“Brother Change, what do you mean?”  “Your husband.” Tai Fong explained.

The Tai brothers chuckled after Fong explained who he was referring to.

It was a small joke that they had come up with between themselves in reference to Caishen’s jealous tendencies.

“Tch!” She rolled her eyes.

“He is not my prison guard.” she mumbled.

She lowered her head and concentrated on Ho Sun’s little toe, painting it as elegantly as she could.

“He is in Shanghai for the building expo.

He was supposed to be back tonight but something happened and he was forced to stay back.”  “Is it because of the two men that were injured at his construction site in Pudong?

They should have expected something like this to happen.

That World line hotel is being too ambitious with their design and goal.

How can one aim to build a white cloud like skyscraper going beyond the sky?” Chairman Tai expressed his displeasure by frowning, turning his lips upside down.

“Isn’t it a floating city in the sky?” Ho Sun raised his voice and tilted his head in his father’s direction.

“A floating city should be on water, not the sky.” Alix said.

“Mmm, not really.” grandma Tai said.

“Aren’t we getting off track?” Chairman Tai asked them.

Alix pushed Ho Sun’s leg down and he escaped eagerly, before she could say something ridiculous like asking to paint his finger nails too.

Chairman Tai stood up to take his place but Tai Fong leaped over the sofa and sat down where Ho Sun had been.

“Wait, what is this?” Chairman Tai asked, shocked by his nephew that had cut in line so shamelessly.

“You have been laughing at Ho Sun for coming to my daughter’s nail salon so why are you here?” Even Alix was surprised to see him so eager to do this.

“Uncle, things like this are for us young ones.” he responded.

Chairman Tai reached his hand out and pulled on Tai Fong’s ear a little hard.

“You little shit.”  “Father!” Alix exclaimed.

“Did you just say a bad word?

Grandpa, father said a bad word.” “She is also a little snitch.” Tai Ho Sun mumbled.

“Heng, don’t teach my granddaughter bad words.

She owns a school you know, the best school in the country and she has a duty to mold the minds of the next generation.

As her father you should tame your language so as not to lead her astray.” Grandpa Tai approached his son and spoke to him a little sternly.

Other people in the house that heard grandpa Tai either laughed, deep belly laughs or giggled squeakily.

The day before, they had listened to him curse Lin Qianfan for close to an hour using very strong language and instruct Tai Heng to take care of him so that he didn’t bother Alix during the adoption process.

Wasn’t he being a little hypocritical in his words right now?

A silly smile came over chairman Tai’s face and he corrected his language.

“Fruit, sorry my dear, i meant little fruit.”  More roughly, he pulled on Tai Fong’s ear and said softly, “Little fruit, move before i have one your sports cars towed and shipped to another country.” Tai Fong jumped up and surrendered immediately but he didn’t forget to complain loudly, “Uncle, don’t threaten my babies.” Alix looked at her gaming screen.

There was no change, level four world was still not open.

“Bloody dictators.” She said, in her mind.