Hidden identities of the AI Heiress-Chapter 989: Disfiguring Qiao Yun

Fu Yun raised her hand and pointed to another direction on the navigation chart.

The manager glanced at it and said with slight astonishment, "Madam, if we continue along this waterway, we will deviate from the original course. The... young master has ordered us to take you back to K Port."

Fu Yun angrily threw the cup she was holding onto the floor and shouted, "What, am I not qualified enough to give orders here? Or are all of you looking to be fired! Can’t I take a little detour? Who do you think you are to restrict my freedom!"

The manager shrank back and nodded repeatedly, "Please don’t be angry, Madam, I will speak to the captain immediately."

"Go on," Fu Yun paused, and then stopped the manager who was about to leave, "My son is busy with numerous affairs, there’s no need to bother him with such trivial matters, understand?"

The manager didn’t dare to object, "Yes."

Once the manager left, Fu Yun raised her hand to massage her temples.

She had already arranged everything, she would leave on another cruise ship when the time came.

The premise was that Jiujiu had to be obedient.

Once everything was properly arranged, even if Alin found out in the end, after so much had been done, he would have to help her deal with the consequences.

The reason she acted without considering the consequences was that she had a good son who would clean up after her, which was why she dared to act this way.

Fu Yun sipped her tea with pleasure.

It had been a long time since she had felt this relaxed.

After a little while.

The manager came to inform her that her friend had arrived. Fu Yun’s mood brightened, "Set sail."

The manager responded, "Yes, your friend has been arranged in a guest room, she seems to be ill, should we call a doctor?"

There were doctors arranged on the cruise.

Fu Yun looked at him coldly, "No need, that’s not your concern. Leave, and without my permission, no one is allowed near the guest room."

The manager didn’t ask further, replied with a "Yes," and then left.

Fu Yun stood up, smiling as she walked toward the guest room.

...

When Qiao Yun regained consciousness once again, she found her surroundings had changed.

She was lying on a comfortable soft bed. She was dazed for a few seconds before slowly sitting up.

A quick look around, and it seemed she was in a guest room, and judging by the decor, a luxurious one.

"How did you sleep?"

A gentle voice sounded, and Qiao Yun turned her head to see Fu Yun sitting on the sofa, elegantly holding a cup of coffee, a faint smile playing at her lips.

Fu Yun took a sip of her coffee gently and offered, "Would you like a cup of coffee to perk up?"

Then she chuckled, "Ah, I forgot, you’ve slept for so long, you’re probably not sleepy, right?"

Qiao Yun narrowed her eyes, got up from the bed, and walked over to Fu Yun, speaking indifferently, "So it was you who kidnapped me."

"No." Fu Yun shook her head, "I did not kidnap you, I invited you."

"Is there a difference?" Qiao Yun sat down calmly and said seriously to Fu Yun, "An invitation without the consent of the party involved is kidnapping, you’re breaking the law. I suggest you turn yourself in, you might receive a lighter sentence."

Fu Yun’s expression showed a hint of surprise. She placed the coffee cup down gracefully, her expression a mixture of amusement and disdain, "I really do hate this pretense of yours, yet Jiujiu falls for it every time. How can he not see through your intentions of using him?"

Qiao Yun remained silent; she knew Fu Yun wouldn’t listen, and she didn’t want to waste her words.

As if struck by a sudden thought, Fu Yun’s elegant facade shattered in an instant, her face contorted with disgust, "Jiujiu has been blinded and deceived by you, and in the end, I’m the one who has to worry about him."

Qiao Yun curtly replied, "You’re deluding yourself."

Fu Yun’s expression froze.

There was annoyance and embarrassment in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth, "Qiao Yun, you better realize that you are in my hands. Show some respect, or don’t blame me for not being merciful."

Qiao Yun expressionless: "I only respect people."

Fu Yun: "..."

What does that mean?

Is she saying I’m not a person?

Fu Yun’s eyes flashed with anger at being offended, "Good, very good, you will regret what you said today!"

Had she not been worried about upsetting Jiujiu, Qiao Yun would not be sitting across from her unharmed right now.

She really detested Qiao Yun.

Even now, she believed that Pei Ya’s reluctance to acknowledge her was due to Qiao Yun’s instigation and division.

Ignoring her, Qiao Yun asked emotionlessly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Fu Yun sneered, "I just want Jiujiu back by my side. If you need to blame someone, blame it on Jiujiu being too obedient to you and caring for you too much."

"Oh." Qiao Yun got it and silently gave Fu Yun a are-you-an-idiot look, "So you were planning to use me to threaten him to follow you?"

"So what if I was." Fu Yun resumed her gentle facade, "You’d better pray that Jiujiu truly cares about you and is willing to risk it all for you."

Truth be told, she was gambling on it too.

However, if Pei Ya really came alone for Qiao Yun’s sake, it would make her even more furious!

Qiao Yun deadpanned, "I suggest you go get your brain checked at a hospital."

She wasn’t belittling or deliberately provoking Fu Yun; it was a sincere suggestion.

"Normal people wouldn’t think the way you do."

After all the effort Fu Yun had put in, her goal turned out to be this; Qiao Yun found her actions unfathomable.

Fu Yun’s face turned green with rage, suddenly standing up, "I’ve already informed Jiujiu. Stay put until Jiujiu arrives!"

She felt nauseated at the sight of Qiao Yun’s composed face and couldn’t stand to stay a moment longer.

A vicious idea sprouted in Fu Yun’s mind; since seeing Qiao Yun’s face made her want to vomit, why not ruin Qiao Yun’s face?

Her gaze settled on Qiao Yun’s exquisitely beautiful face.

"Your face is indeed pretty, no wonder so many people like you, and even Alin has a fondness for you..."

Don’t think she hadn’t noticed; Alin’s appreciation for Qiao Yun was apparent, and if it weren’t for Li Hanzhou acting first, her son would definitely have pursued Qiao Yun.

Fu Yun said angrily, "Such a beautiful face should not appear before me...!"

...

Meanwhile.

Pei Ya received a message from Han Wang: [Ready.]

[Good, wait for my message.]

No reply came from the other side.

Pei Ya puckered his lips in boredom, Little Wangwang is really aloof.

He was about to set down his phone when it vibrated again.

Someone sent him a message.

Pei Ya immediately sat up straight and opened the message hastily.

It was from an anonymous number.

[Qiao Yun is in my hands. If you want her unharmed, come here to find me. Do not call the police or tell anyone else, or prepare to collect her body, I mean what I say!]

After reading the message, Pei Ya’s expression turned cold; then, after a moment, he sneered and got ready to leave.

Just then, someone knocked on his office door.

Subsequently, the assistant pushed the door open and said matter-of-factly, "Chairman, Huo Yaozong from the Huo Group wishes to see you."

Pei Ya initially wanted to say no.

He didn’t have time to deal with Huo Yaozong right now.

However, having thought of something, he paused and then changed his mind.

"Go, bring him in."

"Yes."