My Scheming Little Devil

Ye Lu looked up at him, realizing that the gap between them was truly not small.

She wished to become stronger, to truly keep up with his pace, and to walk hand in hand with him on their shared path.

"You admire me with such eyes?" Third Young Master Jun looked at her starry gaze and couldn’t help but chuckle.

"I’ve realized you’re a real man," she said with sincere admiration.

Third Young Master Jun raised an eyebrow, his cool gaze fixed on her, his tone quite disgruntled, "I thought you would have realized that the first time we were in bed together! Now you’re telling me this, does that mean you think I’m not man enough in bed, not fierce enough?"

Ye Lu’s face turned red, a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.

Who was talking to him about this? Honestly, his mind was never far from unhealthy thoughts.

"Who’s talking about that with you? I mean you’re a real man with courage and a sense of responsibility."

"Cut it out, of course I know that," Third Young Master Jun arrogantly raised his chin with a self-loving air, full of the same demeanor as father and daughter, "But the most important thing for you to remember..."

He leaned in close to her with a wicked tilt, "I am also a man full of masculine vigor!"

Ye Lu was truly speechless.

"Do you really believe that the traitor will come to his senses because of this?"

Third Young Master Jun’s eyes were deep, "No matter what, for a brother who has been through life and death with me, I am willing to give him a chance!"

Ye Lu was shocked; hearing him speak like that, did he already have a suspect in mind?

That made sense, after having followed him for so many years, he would not be totally unaware; otherwise, he wouldn’t be worthy of being called Third Young Master.

"So, what if... that person really doesn’t come to his senses and reform?"

"Then I will, with my own hands, kill him!"

Third Young Master Jun’s cold voice was chilling, filled with a resolute decisiveness, he had given a chance for emotions, but if it truly came to that point, it would mean the definitive end!

Ye Lu felt somber, knowing that if it reached that point, Third Young Master Jun’s heart would undoubtedly be filled with sorrow and disappointment!

...

An unremarkable car appeared in front of the city’s police station.

The passengers were an elderly man and a young man.

"Aren’t you afraid to show up like this, Godfather, without any bodyguards?" Gu Yan frowned at Su Feiman; a person of his status was likely the target of many assassination attempts, yet he seemed to be confident that he could control everything.

Whether it was for himself or Ivan and his daughter.

Gu Yan’s lips curled into a self-mocking smile.

"No one knows this city better than I do, it hasn’t changed much in decades," Su Feiman spoke with a tinge of nostalgia.

Inside, Su Feiman casually told the gatekeeper he wanted to see Director An. The gatekeeper, seeing his ordinary clothes, disdainfully waved his hand, saying Director An was a very important person with daily duties by the thousands, how could he possibly have time to see them.

Su Feiman wasn’t angry, nor did he say anything, simply sitting leisurely on the bench at the entrance, waiting.

Gu Yan was even more astonished. With the Godfather’s status today, even killing this disrespectful gatekeeper wouldn’t be excessive, yet he wasn’t the least bit angry over such disrespect.

The more Gu Yan thought about it, the more he was awed and terrified; the deeper and more composed the man was, the less fathomable his heart.

When Director An arrived for work, he got out of his car with a sense of authority, striding into the station. His eyes just glanced at the entrance and then moved on, without stopping.

But after a moment, he rushed out like a whirlwind, his face plastered with shock and nervousness as he looked at Su Feiman, his fingers trembling. His chubby face squeezed out an awkward yet ingratiating smile, as if he saw the King of Hell himself.