"Look, isn’t that Ou Group’s president’s car? How come he’s coming back from outside?"
"I heard he wasn’t in A City at all yesterday. Someone saw him taking off in a helicopter."
"Really? So, he just got back today? Doesn’t that mean there will be an even better show to watch?"
When Ou Mucen was driving over, he intended to go straight into the mansion, but before he even reached the gates, he saw a bunch of journalists squatting outside, carrying cameras and microphones, waiting like a pack of wolves.
What a bunch of useless trash, what are they even doing?
Seeing this scene, the already unpleasing expression inside the car turned even more sullen!
"A bunch of useless trash, are you all just freeloading?" With that harsh sentence, the person on the line immediately started to tremble.
"Yes, yes... Young Master, I will make them disappear right now!!"
Just with those words, the atmosphere at the gates of the mansion suddenly changed.
The journalists hadn’t quite grasped the situation yet. They were excited, thinking that after the arrival of Ou Group’s president – the male lead of last night’s headline story – they’d soon get even juicier material.
But then the tall, carved iron gates of the mansion suddenly opened, and a swarm of men in black poured out, and the journalists were taken aback!
At the command, the men in black really didn’t give them a chance to react and rushed over like a swarm, tossing their equipment, cameras, and even the journalists themselves out like trash!
"How can you hit people...?"
"Hit you? That’s the least of your problems. Don’t believe me? I can make you disappear forever?!!"
With a "crack," they crushed the cameras underfoot, and these fierce-looking bodyguards threw the people out as casually as if tossing out garbage.
That’s right, if they dared to make things unpleasant for them, they would make them die even more miserably!
It was only a matter of seconds, and the journalists, who had been fully equipped and had come to stake out the place, were annihilated, leaving barely anything behind except for a few who could still stand.
Seeing this, the few people who were still able to move didn’t dare linger any longer and scrambled away like refugees.
Ou Mucen had been sitting in the car the whole time and, upon witnessing this scene, he finally took out his phone and started browsing through the pages with a dark expression...
He had been in such a rush to leave that he hadn’t had the chance to check his phone earlier, and furthermore, he couldn’t even make calls in that godforsaken place, let alone go online.
But to his surprise, as soon as he flipped open his phone, what caught his eye was a pop-up window from a webpage – "Ou Group’s Young Madam Accused of Baby-Killing Incident!"
His eyes caught sight of those particularly striking words, and in an instant, veins popped out on his fingers. As he continued to scroll down and saw that the entire page was almost exclusively spreading this story in a sensationalist manner, in his rage, he threw the phone out of his hand!!
Who in the world is courting death?!!
Just at that moment, the bodyguards had already cleared the scene. Seeing that the boss hadn’t come out yet, one of them approached, "Young Master—"
"Speak, what in the world is going on?"
It was like they had spit on ice, at that moment, the man sitting in the car was enveloped in an incredibly terrifying aura, as if the darkest hour of night were about to descend.