Ge Ji noticed Huang Xiaoyun's expression and gently asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Nothing. And you don't need to prepare so many things for me in the future. I don't need them," Huang Xiaoyun replied coldly.
Ge Ji was used to this reaction and smiled slightly. "Little Yun, I'm a clumsy man and don't know how to win your favor. So I always think of doing more. If I can do something right to make my future wife happy, that would be my greatest honor."
His eyes were filled with affection and focus as he spoke, but Huang Xiaoyun despised this approach. She didn't need it!
Just as she was about to say something, a middle-aged man who bore a slight resemblance to Huang Xiaoyun approached. This man was Huang Xiaoyun's father, Huang Sanqiu, and the head of the Huang family within the Dark Night organization.
Seeing Huang Sanqiu arrive, Ge Ji quickly stood up and called out, "Uncle Huang is here."
"Sit, sit, sit. Why be so formal with your future father-in-law? We're all family," Huang Sanqiu said with a laugh, patting Ge Ji on the shoulder.
He was quite satisfied with his future son-in-law. Seeing the pile of gifts on the table, he asked with a smile, "Are these all for Little Yun?"
"Yes, but she doesn't seem to like them much. I blame myself for not understanding her well enough," Ge Ji nodded, feeling guilty.
"She's been shy since she was a child. Even if she likes something, she won't show it," Huang Sanqiu chuckled and then asked, "By the way, how's the cooperation with the Dragon Soul organization going?"
Last time, the Dragon Soul organization reached out to them for a collaboration. Knowing the organization's international influence, they immediately agreed. To show sincerity, they specifically sent Ge Ji to negotiate.
"It's going smoothly. I need to deal with someone for them first. Once that's done, the cooperation will be easy," Ge Ji said, placing a file on the table. "I've already investigated this person thoroughly."
Huang Xiaoyun wasn't interested in the organization's development matters. As she was about to leave, she glanced at the file on the table and her expression changed slightly. It was Tang Yu's file?
"Can I take a look at this file?" she couldn't help but ask.
"Sure, it's rare for you to show interest in family matters," Huang Sanqiu said, pleased with his daughter's attitude, thinking she had finally come around. He quickly handed her the file.
After carefully reading through the file, a flash of anger crossed Huang Xiaoyun's eyes, but she quickly concealed it. Who was the fool daring to target him? If he died, how boring would her life be?
"Who requested this?" she asked coldly.
"It was a request from Young Master Ye of the Dragon Soul organization. This person is the old Dragon King's direct grandson. After lying low in Yanjing for years, he's finally making a move. It seems Yanjing is about to change," Ge Ji remarked.
The Dark Night organization had been around for decades and was well-acquainted with the situation in Yanjing.
Huang Sanqiu was surprised. "The old Dragon King's grandson? Wasn't the Ye family wiped out except for the old Dragon King?"
The Ye family massacre back then had shocked Yanjing, and the news was unavoidable.
"It's probably the old Dragon King's trick to deceive the heavens and cross the sea. Regardless, we need to align ourselves with the Dragon Soul organization and the Ye family," Ge Ji said firmly.
The Dark Night organization wanted to grow and become the world's top assassin organization, and they needed a powerful ally. The Ye family, with the backing of the Dragon Soul organization, was the best partner! Both the Huang and Ge families agreed on this and decided to bet on the Ye family!
Huang Xiaoyun silently noted this crucial information and said, "You can't harm this person."
"Why?" Ge Ji and Huang Sanqiu asked, puzzled.
"He's my target. If anyone's going to kill him, it has to be me. I won't let anyone take my prey," Huang Xiaoyun said firmly.
"Alright, since you've just broken through to the Earth Realm, killing him would be good practice," Ge Ji said, eager to fulfill all his beloved's requests, trusting in his fiancée's abilities.
"I'm going back to rest," Huang Xiaoyun nodded. As she walked away, she noticed her shoelace was loose, so she squatted down to tie it. As she did, her waistband slipped slightly, revealing her snow-white skin.
Sitting on the sofa, Ge Ji glanced over and noticed a black tattoo just below Huang Xiaoyun's tailbone. The tattoo was square-shaped, resembling a stamp. Tattoos without artistic flair were rare these days.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, Huang Xiaoyun finished tying her shoelace and stood up, heading back to her room. He didn't think much of it; it was just a tattoo, nothing to be surprised about.
"This child, not even taking the gifts. I'll send them to her room first. You handle the connection with the Ye family," Huang Sanqiu said, patting Ge Ji's shoulder before heading to his daughter's room with the gifts.
After placing the gifts on her desk, Huang Sanqiu sighed as he watched his daughter play on her phone. "Little Yun, you should change your attitude. Ge Ji is a good man. I can see his sincerity. You shouldn't be so cold to him."
Huang Xiaoyun raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Huang Sanqiu sat beside her, gently holding her hand. "I know you don't like Ge Ji much, but feelings can be nurtured. The marriage is already arranged."
"Besides, over the years, our Huang family and the Ge family have been fighting for power, hindering the Dark Night's development. The only chance for reconciliation lies with you two. If you get along well, the two families can join forces, which would be the best outcome."
Hearing these familiar arguments, Huang Xiaoyun impatiently pushed her father out of the room and locked the door. She really didn't want to marry this man who made her nauseous, which was why she stayed in Europe, reluctant to return.
Now, after meeting that perverse man, she had even less desire to return. Only he could command her. Thinking of how he had coldly ordered her to carry him today, Huang Xiaoyun's cheeks flushed with a delicate, enchanting beauty. A beauty Ge Ji had never seen.
Tang Yu, who had inexplicably troubled another victim, was currently sitting on Yang Zhilan, treating her.
Recently, Yang Zhilan had been staying in Yanjing, rarely leaving her home.
After the treatment, Yang Zhilan, drenched in fragrant sweat, lay down and almost fell asleep.
Tang Yu habitually wiped the sweat from her back and covered her with a blanket. "Alright, you rest now. I'm going downstairs for a drink of water."
As he got off the bed, Tang Yu called out and prepared to go downstairs.
"Thank you," Yang Zhilan murmured sleepily.
"Why are we being polite? You're drenched in sweat. I'll help you scrub your back in the bath later, make sure to get all the grime off," Tang Yu said enthusiastically.
He was just too kind-hearted, always helping girls aged 15 to 35.
Yang Zhilan's tone changed instantly.