Chapter 887: Chapter 887: Long Time No See, Xi Zelie
The subordinate handed the money to Chi Ya.
Chi Ya didn’t bother to count it, just stuffed it straight into her bag, managing to squeeze out a faint smile as she said, “Gentlemen, I won’t disturb you any longer.”
She placed the drowsy Li Yinuo on the Chair and left in a hurry.
The subordinate watched her leave, said uneasily, “Big Brother, I find that Woman a bit odd. Could this child cause trouble for us?”
“What’s there to fear? She’s merely stolen a child. As long as it’s not the President’s child, what is there to be afraid of? Moreover, I’m in the mood for some trouble right now; it would be better to raise a little ruckus. Otherwise, how would I explain to the Eldest Young Master?”
“Big Brother is wise. Should we get a doctor to check on this child?”
The chubby man glanced apathetically at the unconscious Li Yinuo and said dismissively, “What’s there to see? Just throw him in the small dark room. It’s just a cold and fever; he won’t die, not so delicate.”
The subordinate carried Li Yinuo away.
The man seemed to be bored and suddenly instructed someone nearby, “Go, bring me some women to have fun with.”
“Big Brother, the same ones as before?”
“Find some pretty ones.”
In a short while, two beauties full of the air of the demi-monde entered the underground casino. They seemed very familiar with the man, and the three of them playfully made their way into the room…
In the Presidential Suite of the five-star hotel opposite the underground Gambling City, a man in black clothes and black pants gave off an inexplicably comforting aura as he sat before a floor-to-ceiling glass window, fiddling with a small knife.
His Skin was fair, and features sharp. When he lowered his Eyes, his long Eyelashes veiled his glassy-like pupils, projecting a peaceful and tender feeling, as if he were an angel.
Yet at the same time, he held a sharply incongruent small knife which did not match the angelic image. The knife was all black with a blade that exuded chilliness, obviously very sharp.
He, however, seemed unafraid of cutting his fingers, as he ran his fingertips across the sharp edge of the blade, his black attire blending with the dark curtain behind him, as if they became one.
His mere presence there radiated a powerful Aura.
Although not as sharp and domineering as Li Beijue’s, his composure still sent shivers down one’s spine.
The door to the Presidential Suite opened.
A man dressed in black entered silently, bowing to him, “Young Master Xi, Peng Wu has returned. He is currently in the underground casino.”
“He’s finally back. I thought he’d stay with my big brother for a longer time. It seems he knows his way back.” Han Qifeng, no, it should be Xi Zelie, lifted his head, his pitch-black Eyes particularly enchanting. Without his Gold-rimmed glasses, the shape of his Eyes was fully revealed, a strikingly beautiful pair of Peach Blossom Eyes.
Perfectly curved and upturned, whenever he looked at someone, those Eyes could create an illusion of intense focus, as if in that moment, he was solely concentrating on that person. But upon closer inspection, one would find his gaze to be utterly vacant, full of passion yet heartless!
The man in black hastily lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze, and asked softly, “Young Master Xi, do we wait for the Eldest Young Master to leave before taking action, or…”
“Take action now! If he wants to poach my people, then let him see, my people are not so easily poached!”