Ye Lu turned her head to look at him: "Are you just going to let me go?"

Third Young Master Jun lowered his gaze, his expression dangerous.

"Have you been tormented so much that you want to continue being tormented?"

"Absolutely not." She obediently pulled up the blanket and closed her eyes. She was just curious about his attitude--he had been harsh on her this night, but incredibly gentle in comparison.

...

In his study, Third Young Master Jun crossed his long legs, lighting a cigarette.

"Feiyu, go find out who hurt her," he said, his eyes cold and merciless.

"Yes." Feiyu was also enraged. Those who dared to hurt his Third Young Master’s woman were disrespecting him. He had been itching to act lately, so this would be an excellent opportunity. "By the way, your grandfather’s secretary called and asked you to represent him at a business meeting."

"He uses me as free labor but can’t even call himself. That’s a big time move." Third Young Master Jun showed his displeasure when he heard it was a matter related to the Jun Family.

Feiyu understood that there was some resentment between him and his grandfather and father--or rather, there was resentment between him and the entire Jun Family, which was why he always kept his distance from the family business.

"There’s one more thing. Prince Ilid called but when he heard you were with a woman, he joked about not disturbing you and asked you to call him back."

Upon hearing this name, a relaxed smile instantly appeared on Third Young Master Jun’s face.

Ilid was his good friend and an important business partner, a prince of a certain Middle Eastern chieftain nation and the renowned heir to a global financial group. They had formed a deep bond through shared adversity and thus became friends for life.

They had been in constant contact lately, laying out a bait for a major international deal which they were jointly scheming behind the scenes. Through this deal, they planned to silently infiltrate the Americas with their influence.

Ilid’s side should be making excellent progress!

Excellent, new powers will emerge more astonishingly. What does a country amount to? The true king is one who rules over the world from the shadows, wielding the power to dictate global trends!

Courage and ambition seeped from the depths of his eyes.

...

In the hospital, Shang Jingchen was in utter disarray, partly worried about Yuan Jiayin in the operating room, but images of Ye Lu lying motionless on the ground kept invading his thoughts.

He knew that Jiayin was in danger and that he should be thinking about her wholeheartedly.

But he couldn’t stop Ye Lu from forcing her way into his mind, taking over all his thoughts.

He picked up his phone, then put it down, and finally, he couldn’t help but dial a number.

"How’s that woman?"

"Not good, sir. The young mistress has disappeared. She was taken to the hospital by the ambulance, but when I called the hospital, they said she was nowhere to be found."

"Disappeared?" Shang Jingchen was distressed and furious, "Find her. I want her found immediately."

He hung up the phone, even more agitated. How could she just disappear? She wasn’t hurt, was she? When she fell, she seemed badly injured and unable to move. He shouldn’t have left her behind.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Images of her bleeding kept flooding his mind. He couldn’t control his feet from sprinting out of the hospital.

"Mr. Shang? Your wife has come out." Suddenly, a doctor stopped him, a strange look in his eyes, "I’m sorry, we couldn’t save your child. Your wife is devastated. I worry she may not handle the shock and think of impulsive actions. Mr. Shang, you must always accompany her and make sure she doesn’t do anything rash."

Shang Jingchen felt a jolt run through his body: "What did you say? We lost the baby?"

"Yes, Mr. Shang, don’t be too heartbroken."

Shang Jingchen stood there dazed, with the doctor’s comforting words echoing in his ears.