Chapter 1811: Chapter 417: Toying in the Palm, Utter Devotion

Yun Ya pressed her lips together, and just as she was hesitating, her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. She turned her head hastily and saw the youthful face smiling like a flower.

"Haha, I finally waited for you."

Ning Zihuan’s smile was like a child’s, clear and harmless.

But when his gaze landed on the person sitting in the car, his expression changed instantly, from clear skies to stormy weather.

"Come with me." Saying so, he pulled Yun Ya around and started to leave.

Fu Bai glanced at the car, the person inside was immovable like a mountain. In a flash, he blocked Ning Zihuan’s path.

Ning Zihuan raised his long eyebrows, sneering: "Good dogs don’t block the road, get out of my way."

"Shouldn’t Third Master Ning ask Miss Ji if she’s willing to go with you?"

"What does it matter to you whether she’s willing or not? Get out of my way, you’re as annoying as your master." Ning Zihuan waved his hand irritably.

Fu Bai coldly chuckled, not moving an inch, showing no sign of backing down.

Openly snatching people away in front of Brother Han, courting death!

"Zihuan." Yun Ya spoke softly.

Ning Zihuan glanced at her, his eyes revealing unease.

Yun Ya brushed off his hand, smiled faintly and said, "I haven’t seen Brother Pei in a long time, there are some things I want to say to him, will you wait for me a while?"

"We obviously said earlier I’d pick you up, why him?" Ning Zihuan’s tone carried a trace of grievance, but upon seeing Yun Ya’s gentle, accommodating gaze, his frustration deflated.

"If he dares to bully you, tell me, I’ll beat him to death." Saying this, he turned and walked away.

Fu Bai rolled his eyes, utterly childish.

Yun Ya pursed her lips and smiled, Zihuan is truly childlike, what she likes most is his simplicity.

Yun Ya bent down and got into the car, which started and slowly drove away.

Ning Zihuan’s car closely followed behind, always keeping a certain distance from the vehicle in front.

"I failed in my duty, please punish me, Third Young Master." Jing He lowered his head in shame.

He hadn’t noticed Pei Qinghan’s people nearby, which caused Third Young Master to suffer indignation, truly inexcusable.

Ning Zihuan’s complexion was frighteningly grim, the repressive atmosphere spread within the narrow car, leaving people afraid to breathe.

"When did he come back?"

Jing He lowered his head even more.

Before, Jiangzhou was Ning Family’s domain, later Pei Qinghan unexpectedly rose, contending with Ning Family for power, then Ning Family was suppressed by Pei Qinghan. Under Ning Zihuan’s reckless leadership style, they gradually regained their footing, as Pei Qinghan shifted his focus, starting to clean up his business, moving his industrial focus to Capital City, abandoning the Jiangzhou market, thus giving Ning Zihuan a chance to turn over.

And now under his nose, Pei Qinghan comes just like that, without any warning, how could he not be angry?

This made him realize a serious issue, even though he dominated Jiangzhou, in Pei Qinghan’s eyes, he was still a joke.

Where could he, a grown man’s face, be put?

Pei Qinghan... He savored this name between his teeth, clenching his fist tightly.

In Yun Ya’s heart, Pei Qinghan is more important than him, isn’t he?

The answer drove him mad.

Yet his face remained calm.

"It’s my dereliction of duty." Jing He sighed inwardly.

Although Pei Qinghan was no longer in Jiangzhou, this was still his stronghold, with spies everywhere, making it difficult for Ning Family to clean up thoroughly.

"I’ll give you three days, eradicate his influence in Jiangzhou completely, or bring me your head."

Ning Zihuan’s cold voice sounded.

"Yes, I will do my utmost."

Silence, except for the wind outside the window, the surroundings were so quiet it was unsettling.

Yun Ya turned to look at him and smiled, "Brother Pei, how have you been lately?"

She pretended familiarity, but the unnaturalness in her tone still revealed her distance.

They used to be so close, and now, it’s as if a galactic distance separates them, making her consider her words again and again before speaking to him.

Sighing inwardly, he smiled and said, "Every day is the same, what’s good or bad about it?"

As if just small talk between friends, it relaxed Yun Ya’s mental defenses quite a bit.

"But you, you’ve lost a lot of weight." Pei Qinghan looked at her, his gaze mild and unemotional, causing Yun Ya’s cheeks to suddenly flush slightly.

She smiled, raising her hand to touch her face, "I got sick some time ago, got better, and lost weight."

At a height of 168 centimeters, with a net weight of only 85 pounds, she’s indeed unreasonably thin.