At the entrance of the airport terminal, there stood a young man dressed in a tawny high-end leather jacket, wearing sunglasses. When he saw Qin Tian and Murong Fei get out of the car, he took off his sunglasses, wearing a sly smile as he looked at the two of them.
Next to him were two burly men in black suits with sunglasses, obviously bodyguards.
This young man, whose face still bore marks of having been hit, was none other than Du Mingwei.
It was as if he had planned this all along, waiting for Qin Tian and his companion at the airport for quite some time.
Upon seeing Du Mingwei, both Qin Tian and Murong Fei frowned almost simultaneously.
This guy—didn’t his father already promise Qin Tian and Murong Fei that they would keep to their own sides of the river? Yet, he still sought to cause trouble?
While Qin Tian hesitated, Murong Fei, dragging her luggage as if nothing had happened and as if she had not seen Du Mingwei, headed straight for the terminal to get her plane ticket.
However, as Murong Fei passed by Du Mingwei, he unexpectedly stepped sideways, blocking her path—just as Qin Tian had anticipated.
"Murong Fei, what’s the hurry to get back to Zhonghai?"
Du Mingwei crossed his arms over his chest, "Are you scared of something? So anxious to leave? Hehe, aren’t you the one who’s not afraid of anything?"
At that moment, Du Mingwei’s expression was entirely provocative.
Without even raising her head, Murong Fei said indifferently, "Move aside!"
Du Mingwei laughed, "Oh, temper, temper. What, are you scared to stay in Beijing now? You do have people you’re afraid of, huh? Who might that be? Oh... I remember now, some people, upon seeing the murderer of their parents, would rather walk away... tsk, tsk, that’s not the manner of a noble family heir."
At his words, Murong Fei finally grew angry.
The matter of her parents was the most vulnerable place in her heart; she couldn’t stay calm whenever someone mentioned the tragedy of her parents.
"Du Mingwei, the words spoken by Director Du in the Du Family courtyard that day were quite clear—we stay out of each other’s way. Are you intending to go against your father’s words?" Murong Fei said furiously.
"No, not at all, I didn’t offend you, did I? I’m just having a little chat, right? Look at Qin Tian over there; if I lay a hand on you and Qin Tian intervenes, I’m certainly the one who’ll get beaten up, right? Look, my hands are in my pockets, I’m talking to you with a smile, so, I’m not violating my dad’s words, am I?"
Du Mingwei was all smiles, "My dad said we should not interfere with each other, but he didn’t say I couldn’t talk or chat with you."
Murong Fei clenched her teeth in anger, her brows deeply furrowed.
Behind her, Qin Tian was watching the scene, feeling the anger rise within him too.
Was Du Mingwei counting on the crowd at the airport, thinking he could provoke others with impunity?
Thinking that I wouldn’t dare to sort you out?
Qin Tian clenched his fists, ready to step forward and stand up for Murong Fei, but then he thought of something and stopped himself.
If he intervened now and helped Murong Fei to get rid of Du Mingwei, wouldn’t that mean Murong Fei would indeed leave for Zhonghai City?
And if he didn’t intervene, perhaps Murong Fei, provoked by Du Mingwei, might stay in a fit of stubborn anger.
"The enemy of Murong Fei’s parents?"
He had heard Du Mingwei’s words, and his brow furrowed, "Could it be that Du Mingwei knows about the enemy of Murong Fei’s parents?"
His thoughts then drifted back to that pretty boy who had caused trouble for Murong Fei, and her saying, "I miss my mom," all of a sudden, Qin Tian felt as though he had figured something out—
Could it be that pretty boy has something to do with the death of Murong Fei’s parents?!
Qin Tian’s eyes lit up at the thought!
If the murder of Murong Fei’s parents was connected to that pretty boy, given Murong Fei’s temperament, she should have fought him to death. So why, after seeing him, did she become frightened? Why was she threatened by that guy, being given only three days to leave Beijing?
"That pretty boy looks to be only in his thirties," Qin Tian thought to himself. "According to the old Mr. Murong Bei, Murong Fei’s parents’ incident happened over a decade ago. At that time, this pretty boy would have been in his teens and likely not capable of such a deed. So... could it be the family of that pretty boy?"
As Qin Tian watched from a distance, Du Mingwei continued to provoke Murong Fei, his heart surging with emotion. Although Murong Fei had not explicitly disclosed her parents’ enemy to him, with the information he had, combined with his own conjecture, he had guessed the truth of the matter.
"Du Mingwei, are you trying to provoke me on purpose? If you mention my parents again, I’ll cut out your tongue!"
After a period of silence, Murong Fei looked up and stared icily at Du Mingwei. Then, dragging her suitcase, she pushed past Du Mingwei and headed inside.
Du Mingwei was stunned, not expecting his provocation to fail.
Qin Tian was also taken aback, thinking to himself, "Du Mingwei, you idiot, keep taunting her! If you can, try to make Murong Fei stay today!"
At this moment, Qin Tian found himself surprisingly on Du Mingwei’s side.
Seeing Murong Fei storm off inside, both Du Mingwei and Qin Tian followed her.
Once again, Du Mingwei blocked Murong Fei’s path and said with a light smile, "Murong Fei, for old time’s sake, because I once had feelings for you, let me be the good guy today. I’m here to tell you something very secretive that I’ve come by. If you find out, please don’t tell anyone it was me who informed you."
"I’m not interested, get out of my way!" Murong Fei said impatiently.
After she spoke, she prepared to move forward and queue for her plane ticket.
This time, Du Mingwei just stood next to Murong Fei, chuckling with a bystander’s tone, "From what I know, you have a younger sister who goes to the Beijing Film Academy, a freshman, right...?"
At these words, Murong Fei startled, immediately turning to look at Du Mingwei with anger in her face.
It seemed Du Mingwei had anticipated such a reaction from Murong Fei and said, "Don’t be nervous, I simply inquired from a friend, it seems like your enemy knows about this as well... Ms. Fei, from what I understand, it doesn’t seem like your sister is very safe. Wouldn’t you like to give her a call, have her leave Beijing with you? If it’s too late, I’m afraid your enemy might..."
Upon mentioning Su Xuejiao, Murong Fei could no longer act on impulse and hastily took out her mobile phone to call Su Xuejiao.
But the call went through, and the phone was off!
At that moment, Murong Fei’s face turned ashen, filled with an ominous premonition.
"What’s wrong, your sister didn’t answer your call?" Du Mingwei asked.
"Who? Who exactly targeted my sister?" Murong Fei left the queue and approached Du Mingwei, asking with an accusing tone.
Du Mingwei replied, "I also heard it from a bar, it seems to be from the noble circles of Beijing. As for which family exactly, I’m not sure, but I think you probably know..."
As he spoke with a gleeful smirk, Murong Fei didn’t wait for him to finish. She grabbed her suitcase and rushed out of the hall!
With Su Xuejiao in trouble, she wasn’t going back to Zhonghai City!