Don't mess with her! This powerful young lady is loved by the bigwigs of Beijing's elite c

In that instant, Song Beiyou's originally clear eyes became deep as he looked towards the door.

It seemed as if they were trying to stare a hole through the closed door.

Duan Yao quickly put down the flowers and gifts in his hand, stood next to Song Beiyou, and stared at the tightly closed door with eyes as deep and dark as a bottomless pool.

He could sense the subtle movements outside; the newcomer was probably preparing to use special means to open the door and enter.

Subconsciously, she reached out and gently grasped Song Beiyou's arm, pulling him closer to her.

Immediately afterwards, in a voice only the two of them could hear, she said, "Go to your room and wait for me. I'll call you when it's safe."

Song Beiyou was somewhat surprised that Duan Yao could still maintain such gentlemanly manners at a time like this.

After all, they weren't that close yet, so she quickly said, "This is my business. The other party is a mercenary, and I don't want to involve you. You go inside."

The two could clearly hear the sound of the people outside unlocking the door.

Duan Yao chuckled as Song Beiyou finished speaking, "I, Duan Yao, will never let a girl fight alone. I'll stay with you."

Before Song Beiyou could even process Duan Yao's words, the door opened and four tall, burly mercenaries with foreign features entered.

The four mercenaries were clearly taken aback when they entered.

To their utter surprise, the moment they opened the door, they found a man and a woman standing in the brightly lit living room, staring at them—it was inexplicably eerie.

This was a first in their careers, and the man in front of them looked familiar, as if they had seen him somewhere before.

They weren't stunned for long; they were all professional killers.

One of them pointed at Song Beiyou and said in Russian, "It's her, kill her."

The other three mercenaries did not respond, but instead moved menacingly toward Song Beiyou.

Song Beiyou didn't make a move; she was waiting for them to take two more steps forward before making their move.

But just then, Duan Yao, who was standing beside her, suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, saying in fluent Russian, "My people, Duan Yao's people, are not to be killed by you as you please."

Song Beiyou had never had such close contact with a man before. She knew that Duan Yao was protecting her, but she still blushed with embarrassment.

She tried to break free and quickly deal with the person in front of her, but found that Duan Yao's strength had increased, holding her tightly in his arms.

Then, the arriving mercenary asked in a questioning tone, "Are you Duan Yao?"

They believed it; no wonder the man looked so familiar when he came in.

Duan Yao did not answer them directly, but said, "Go back and tell your Mr. Smith that I, Duan Yao, will remember what happened tonight."

This place cannot bear bloodshed, so I will spare your lives for now.

If there is a next time, I will personally wipe out your entire mercenary group.

roll! "

There are two people on the mercenary group's list that should not be messed with, and Duan Yao is one of them.

So much so that they dared not provoke him at all, for fear of affecting the entire mercenary group.

Without a second thought, he bowed and turned to leave.

Still held captive in Duan Yao's arms, Song Beiyou remained silent.

She leaned against him, looking up at him, "Third Master Duan?"

Duan Yao knew she was confused, so he gave her an explanation: "A girl's place must be clean."

Especially the place where she lives, which should remain untainted by the mud.

If it were stained with blood, it wouldn't be suitable for her to live there at all.

Duan Yao has a very handsome profile, and his voice was warm and powerful when he explained things to Song Beiyou.

Song Beiyou understood, and she appreciated Duan Yao's good intentions.

But she felt awkward and coughed lightly, "Um, why don't you let go of me first?"

Duan Yao lowered his head and saw a blush on her cheek. He loosened his grip and said, "I'm sorry for acting rashly."

The two, who had been standing at almost the same distance, now stood separately.

Song Beiyou shrugged at him to indicate that he was alright.

As soon as the person in his arms left, Duan Yao's eyes dimmed slightly. "The mercenary's employer? Do you have any leads?"

Song Beiyou actually smiled radiantly, "It's laughable, I'm a member of the Song family."

Duan Yao had already guessed the answer. "There's nothing funny about it."

In an era where self-interest reigns supreme, one can truly see the true nature of people.

Don't wrong yourself because of that tiny bit of blood relation.

That last sentence made Song Beiyou look at Duan Yao with an open and honest gaze; he understood her.

This is a phrase she often reminds herself of.

They only severed ties so decisively later on.

I glanced at the sky outside the window; I still had to go to Hongfu Temple to find Mingyuan later.

So one second she thought Duan Yao understood her so well, the next she was ruthless in kicking him out, "Go back, I have things to do."

Duan Yao couldn't help but smile inwardly; this young girl was so straightforward.

However, he slipped away quickly, leaving behind a message to find me on the top floor of Building A before disappearing without a trace.

So much so that Song Beiyou only realized the flowers and gifts he had brought were left at her house the moment he closed the door.

Should I take it back and return it to him? That doesn't seem right.

And we're really pressed for time right now, as I have to go to Imperial University for class tomorrow.

So be it.

She entered the room and came out dressed in all-black casual attire, with her hair tied up in a high ponytail.

Put on your shoes and leave home with a flourish.

Mercenary groups are notorious for killing for money without explaining the outcome, so Song Beiyou wasn't worried at all that the people who wanted to kill her would find out the mission had failed.

After returning to his residence, Duan Yao did not stop and instructed Yan Li, "Listen, short the Song Group completely."

Also, tell Smith of the mercenary group that he wants the four mercenaries who came to Song Beiyou's house today dead.

Just because he didn't want their lives back then doesn't mean Duan Yao really let it go.

Yan Li paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

"The Song family is practically an empty shell now. Should we make our move?"

Duan Yao wanted to say yes, but the words caught in his throat: "We'll make our move as soon as Qin Shuhao and that woman get engaged."

Yan Li paused for a moment, then said, "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Li clicked his tongue a few times.

How cunning is that Third Master Duan?

They locked up Qin Shuhao and Song Nanwan, ensuring that their nephew would get engaged smoothly before causing trouble for his fiancée's family.

Enough!

But he likes it.

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Song family.

It's quiet at night.

It was past midnight, but Old Madam Song was still awake.

I wonder if the mercenary took Song Beiyou's life.

She held her Buddhist prayer beads, praying that the ancestors of the Song family would not blame her or reprimand her for spending money to kill off a member of the Song family.

All of this was out of necessity, and all of this was done for the benefit of the Song family.

As I prayed, my heart found peace.

He never expected that his eldest granddaughter, whom he wanted to kill, would appear unharmed at Hongfu Temple on the outskirts of the city.

Hongfu Temple was solemn and dignified in the darkness of night, and there was also a hint of eeriness to it.

Song Beiyou stood outside the door.

A fragrant aroma wafted from inside. She glanced casually at the plaque above the door and then put her black mask on tightly.

Then, she walked unhurriedly to the back wall of the temple, and with a light leap, she steadily entered Hongfu Temple.

In this large temple, there are quite a few nuns on duty at night.

Song Beiyou randomly found a young nun who was dozing off and was not easily noticed by others. He covered her mouth with one hand and held a knife to her neck with the other. "Take me to Mingyuan."