"Aunt said that the young master has indeed gone to Hua Country. The young master is extraordinarily gifted and has inherited Mr. De La’s knack for investment. He must have seen the business opportunity there."
"The young master is remarkable, especially his pair of blue eyes—more beautiful than the finest blue diamonds. No one can impersonate him. I’ll give you the contact number for the Mei Fei Family’s Deacon. If anyone dares to pretend, the Mei Fei Family will never let them off lightly. That person will pay a heavy price for it."
The young master has really come to Hua Country?
Xie Shiyao instinctively looked up and met the boy’s pair of smiling azure eyes.
No, he absolutely cannot be the young master of the Mei Fei Family.
Xie Shiyao dialed the Deacon’s number without hesitation.
A majestic and stern voice came through the phone, making Xie Shiyao’s heart tremble subconsciously.
The voice of the Deacon of this prominent family alone, even through a phone, was enough to terrify one. Who knew how imposing the real person was?
"Deacon, um... hello. I’m the president of Radiant Entertainment in Hua Country. My name is Xie Shiyao..."
The other party impatiently cut off her introduction: "What’s the matter?"
Xie Shiyao’s breath tightened. She didn’t dare to say much and quickly explained the situation.
"Deacon, this person harbors malicious intent and is fraudulently posing as the young master. You must punish him severely."
Xie Shiyao’s face was filled with righteous indignation as she shot a fierce glare at the boy.
Yan Xue’s elegant brows furrowed slightly. The fact that the Mei Fei Family’s Deacon was alerted made the situation increasingly uncontrollable.
She anxiously cast a worried glance at the boy.
"Nar." The boy spoke, his tone fluent and impeccably authentic English.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Then, the previously stern Deacon’s voice immediately turned respectful: "Young master, is it truly you!"
"Yes, I’m here in Hua Country for some fun. And now someone is accusing me of being an impostor. Isn’t that laughable?"
The boy’s face carried an amused smile as he watched Xie Shiyao’s face gradually turn ashen.
She stared at him wide-eyed, utterly incredulous.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
At this moment, only one thought filled her mind.
The Xie family had offended none other than the young master of the Mei Fei Family.
And now she had thoroughly angered him herself.
"These people are just blind. Young master, please don’t take it to heart. I’ll send someone to escort you immediately..."
"I’m not done enjoying myself in Hua Country yet."
"Very well. Young master, please take care and contact me whenever you need anything. Also, to the lady who defamed the young master—if you don’t have a reasonable explanation, I’ll be delegating this matter to our lawyers."
Xie Shiyao fumbled to hang up the call, her face pale and her eyes full of terror.
"Y-young master, I failed to recognize you and have been blind to your greatness. I... I sincerely apologize..."
Xie Shiyao stammered, finally bowing her proud head.
Her heart was a tumult of fear, regret, and confusion.
"Young master." Xie Shiyao summoned her courage and raised her head to voice her uncertainty.
"I don’t understand. What has the Xie family done to offend you so gravely that you would go to such lengths against us?"
Between the Xie family and the Mei Fei Family, the difference was like heaven and earth. The Xie family neither dared nor had the opportunity to provoke them.
Even with ten times the audacity, they wouldn’t dare.
Yan Xue’s expression remained unreadable, though a hint of curiosity gleamed in her eyes.
The boy clicked his tongue. His blue eyes were strikingly beautiful, but also ruthlessly cold.
When he smiled, there was a touch of devilish cruelty—an air of malice paradoxically mingled with elegance that made him both captivating and dangerous.
"It’s simple. I’m enforcing justice."
Xie Shiyao’s complexion turned chalk-white, her figure on the verge of collapse.
She bit her lip hard, her eyes a mix of resentment and helplessness, yet she dared not utter a word of protest.
"Could you please show mercy...?"
"Say that to the police. See if the victims’ families would be merciful and let them go."
One sentence left Xie Shiyao completely speechless.
The boy’s brows carried a trace of weariness, prompting Yan Xue to intervene at the right moment: "Aren’t you humiliated enough?"
Xie Shiyao fled in panic.
Yan Xue let out a deep sigh: "Aoms, young master, I hope this won’t negatively impact our partnership."
"A pleasure working with you."
The two exchanged knowing smiles, everything understood without words.
After sending the boy off, Yan Xue sat in the private room for a while.
Her assistant entered the room and spoke, "Miss, it seems your concern was unnecessary."
Yan Xue replied calmly, "Better to worry than not."
The Xie family had committed numerous wrongdoings, and today’s downfall was self-inflicted.
However, using Xie Shiyao’s methods to confirm the boy’s identity today had truly surprised her.