My Scheming Little Devil

"But I only severely punished them, I couldn’t completely overcome them," Ye Lu sighed, knowing that it wasn’t easy to defeat Ivan and his daughter just like that.

This time, the reason I succeeded was, firstly, because Ivan and his daughter didn’t expect Third Young Master Jun to actually not want that batch of goods, and secondly, because they were overconfident, bringing not enough bodyguards, allowing her to cunningly ambush them.

Otherwise, considering the strength of the Ivan Family, it wouldn’t have been easy to inflict such a loss on them.

Moreover, even if they were actually caught by the police, I believe with the Ivan Family’s influence and various political connections, it wouldn’t be hard to bail them out.

But there’s one thing.

"Can we find a way to secretly get Yiren out? I want to force her secret out," her clear eyes shone with urgency. She was eager to know why Yiren couldn’t use those secrets.

She had a strong, strange premonition that this secret would be key for her and Yiren to take over the Hua family. So she must confront this woman herself.

Now that Yiren is in jail, it’s a good opportunity, but if she gets out, it might not be so easy to control her again.

"This really was an opportunity, but now... this opportunity is useless," Third Young Master Jun’s eyes flashed coldly, "because the godfather is here."

"Godfather?" Ye Lu looked seriously at Third Young Master Jun, her voice persistent and stern, "Jun Huang, I have told you all my secrets because I trust you. Now it’s your turn to tell me the true identity and relationship you have with the godfather, everything that has happened these days, what’s really going on?"

Her voice, undeniable and full of strong stubbornness, fixedly stared at him, not allowing any evasion.

She had never been ignorant or unperceptive.

Initially, in the country of Ilid, when she first met his godfather leaving, that old man gave her an overwhelming sense of oppression, even fear, the moment she saw him. His eyes seemed like the sharpest blades, capable of easily seeing through people’s hearts and would use the cruelest means to manipulate them to achieve his goals.

She always believed that such a character was not simple, only that she did not understand where this complexity came from. But seeing Third Young Master Jun so vigilant, fierce, even with a hateful look, her heart trembled.

Third Young Master Jun rarely hated someone, because not many were powerful enough to stir his emotions. Yet, the godfather could elicit such a look from him,

which was enough to indicate that Su Feiman, the godfather, was far more terrifying than she had imagined, making Ye Lu nervous, her fingers digging into her nails.

Because from what Feiyu said, this old man had cruelly forced Third Young Master Jun to kill his own father, and when Jun did not comply, he then forced him to go and assassinate Old Ling.

What she hated most was this kind of tyranny, trying to control other people’s lives. If it weren’t for Su Feiman, she wouldn’t have hated Third Young Master so much because of what happened with Old Ling, unable to forgive him.

If it weren’t for him, Third Young Master Jun wouldn’t have had to come to this place fraught with danger, forcibly participating in an operation to wipe out a major drug lord, and constantly getting injured.

The more worried she was for her man, the more she despised this sinister old man trying to tear them apart.

"Come, tell me," she stretched out her hand, tightly grasping his.

Third Young Master Jun’s deep gaze fixed immovably on her unwavering stubbornness.