Chapter 269: Chapter 269 He’s Here (1)
Xia Xinyu was very satisfied.
The existence of He Ziyi was actually dispensable to her, but now, releasing He Ziyi had achieved the effect she desired, so of course she was happy.
She had not yet obtained the happiness she wanted… so why should Su Zixi?
The scar-faced man asked in a low voice, “Miss, what should we do next? Ask for money, or…”
“No, we don’t want money,” Xia Xinyu curled her lips into a smile, “But don’t worry, what I promised to give you, will not be a penny less.”
The scar-faced man nodded, “What should we do next, your command?”
What to do next… Xia Xinyu was also a bit curious about what to do next.
What price would He Jingyao pay to save Su Zixi?
Transfer the shares under his name to Yizheng?
No, no, that was too obvious, and such a big move would require the board’s support, but there was no time now.
Besides, how could the He Family agree to such terms?
Or, should they simply demand that Su Zixi disappear forever…
Yes, if Su Zixi disappeared, He Jingyao would never be able to have descendants through normal means…
This was Yizheng’s biggest reliance, and everything would return to square one.
If that was all, it seemed a bit unsatisfactory. She could certainly do more.
What conditions should she propose when that Feng Qian appeared again?
Xia Xinyu thought about it with a touch of excitement.
Just then, Xia Xinyu saw a figure approaching from not far away.
The figure was tall and straight… It seemed not to be that Feng Qian; Feng Qian was burly and not as tall.
His steps were measured, giving Xia Xinyu a sense of calm composure.
As he drew closer, his facial features became more defined.
Beneath deep-set eyebrows were a pair of inscrutable eyes… Xia Xinyu’s heart suddenly began to pound.
She was not unfamiliar with He Jingyao.
But, she had almost never looked at him so directly.
Most of the time, all she saw was a distant profile of He Jingyao, his brow slightly furrowed, his remarkably handsome appearance giving off an aura of being out of reach.
At this moment, there were no bodyguards by his side, yet this man’s oppressive presence seemed even greater.
Xia Xinyu suddenly felt a little breathless.
Fortunately, He Jingyao finally stopped, while still some distance away from her.
“Xia Xinyu,” he began, his voice deep and light, almost casual.
This casualness made Xia Xinyu feel slighted.
So she sneered, “Young Master He, I didn’t expect you to dare to risk yourself.”
“Isn’t your target supposed to be me?” He Jingyao looked at her with a half-smile, “If you want to help He Yizheng rise to power, killing me would be the best method, wouldn’t it? My father has only one son, and Ziyi is sick. If I die, there’ll be no one left to compete with He Yizheng, he would surely love you to death, right?”
Xia Xinyu bit her lip, and for a moment didn’t know how to respond to him. This sensation of being overwhelmed made her very uncomfortable.
This man had come unarmed, while behind her stood more than a dozen subordinates, each armed with a gun; with just one command from her, He Jingyao could be turned into a sieve.
But why wasn’t he the least bit afraid!
“You’re right, so is Young Master He here to seek death?” Xia Xinyu said coldly.