The real heiress's disguise has been exposed, making her the most beloved member of Beijing

"Boss, Qin Yulian has made her move."

"Okay, we absolutely cannot let Qin Yulian die. The assassins must capture her alive. I'll take men there right now." Jiang Youli calmly instructed on the other end of the phone.

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Nightshade used a climbing grappling hook, pressed his body against the wall, and wearing night vision goggles to clearly see the struggle inside the house from outside the window, preparing to find the most suitable opportunity to go in and rescue the people.

……

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Youli checked the time on her phone: 2:30 a.m.

Surprisingly, she was right.

In order to bring her down and regain everything in the Jiang family, Jiang Yangxu actually planned to sacrifice his wife.

Therefore, she no longer needed to hold back.

After changing her clothes, Jiang Youli first knocked on Qi Huan's door next door.

A moment later, Qi Huan opened the door. He was only wearing a dark velvet bathrobe given to him by his handsome father, with the belt loosely tied, revealing the firm lines of his chest. His deep eyes showed no signs of sleepiness, only a calm sharpness.

"They've taken action?"

"Yes, Qin Yulian's assassins have made their move."

Jiang Youli explained the situation concisely, then ripped off his bathrobe, revealing his muscular upper body, and quickly pulled off his shirt and trousers from the hanger, her movements so fast they almost left a blur.

After finishing all that, Jiang Youli pushed Qi Huan to the garage. Once in the car, she called her parents to explain the situation.

After listening, Jiang Yehan remained silent for a while before saying, "You and Young Master Qi go ahead first. Your mother and I will go find your grandfather, and he will bring Jiang Li with him later."

"Mm." Jiang Youli hung up the phone, her eyes unusually cold. This time, she was going to make sure her heartless and cold-blooded father spent the rest of his life in prison, never to see the sun again!

……

"Boom."

A dull thud, like a heavy object hitting the wall, pierced through the thick door and into Qin Yulian's ears. She was jolted awake from her light sleep, her heart clenched, and her hand instinctively reached for the side beside her—empty!

The cool silk sheets reminded her that her husband, Jiang Yangxu, had slept alone in the small second bedroom at the end of the corridor tonight, using the excuse that he didn't want to disturb her rest.

"Thump... Clang!"

Another muffled thud, followed by the crisp sound of porcelain shattering!

Qin Yulian was instantly wide awake, a chill running from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.

She threw back the covers, stepped barefoot onto the cold floor, silently moved to the door, held her breath, and carefully turned the doorknob, opening the door a crack.

In the dimly lit living room, by the faint moonlight from the window, only two blurry black figures could be seen fiercely fighting each other!

The fists and feet collided with a dull "bang," and the furniture was knocked askew.

One of the figures, wearing her familiar dark blue silk pajamas, was none other than her husband, Jiang Yangxu!

"Yang Xu!" Qin Yulian exclaimed in surprise, her hand instinctively snapping on the living room ceiling light!

A blinding ray of light poured down, illuminating the chaotic scene. The coffee table was overturned, and shards of a vase were scattered all over the floor.

The two fighters were instantly exposed to the bright light—Jiang Yangxu's hair was disheveled, his pajama collar was torn open, and there was a glaring bloodstain on his forehead. He was desperately trying to block a military knife swung by a stranger who was completely wrapped in tight black clothes, wearing a black mask and a baseball cap!

"Yu Lian! What are you doing out here! Go back to your room! Lock the door!" Jiang Yangxu shouted at her while desperately blocking her way, his voice filled with unprecedented panic.

Qin Yulian trembled from his shout and instantly understood!

The man in black who suddenly appeared was targeting her!

Fear gripped her heart like cold vines, and she practically scrambled back into the room, slamming the door shut with a bang. Leaning against the door, she gasped for breath, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest.

If her husband hired someone to kill her, why would he try so hard to stop her?

The thought had barely crossed her mind when another, even more terrifying question instantly seized her: With such a commotion, why was there absolutely no reaction from her son Jiang Zhao's room next door?!

"Ugh..." A suppressed and painful groan came from outside the door, as if Jiang Yangxu had been choked.

Qin Yulian's body, pressed against the door, trembled violently as immense fear and worry clashed fiercely within her.

Open the door! My husband is in danger!

Don't open the door! If you open it, the knife might come at her!

Qin Yulian bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled. Images of Jiang Yangxu's bloody forehead and his screaming face flashed through her mind, along with the silent room where her son was...

Ultimately, her worries about her husband and her doubts about her son outweighed her fear.

She turned around abruptly, rushed to the dressing table, pulled open the drawer, and groped around inside with trembling hands until she finally grabbed a sharp paper cutter that she usually used to open packages!

The cold touch calmed her down a little. She took a deep breath, gripped the small knife tightly in her palm, the blade hidden in the loose sleeve of her nightgown, and then, with an almost tragic resolve, she flung open the door.