My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1078: Teasing the Young Master
Lie Feng was shocked, "Could the Third Young Master still have more moves up his sleeve?"
"Of course, I guarantee they will obediently jump into my trap in the end!" Third Young Master Jun laughed confidently, his brows filled with a sinister gleam of calculation.
He, Third Young Master Jun, always set his traps step by step, ensuring his opponents couldn’t escape the circles he drew around them.
"Lie Feng, give me the phone." Third Young Master Jun casually stretched out his hand.
Lie Feng didn’t know what he intended to do but couldn’t help being curious as he handed over the phone.
Third Young Master Jun dialed a number with ease, his thin lips shimmering, and chuckled mischievously, "Hello, my dear son-in-law."
Cough cough cough... Lie Feng suddenly began to cough violently, nearly choking, hastily wiping a cold sweat from his forehead.
The Third Young Master was actually toying with the Ji Family’s young master.
Whatever the young master on the other end said, the Third Young Master seemed to find it very amusing.
"I know your father won’t sell me the weapons; I just contacted you to ask for a small favor that won’t cause any harm."
After a short conversation, Third Young Master Jun quickly hung up the phone, satisfied.
Lie Feng asked, "Did he agree?"
Third Young Master Jun gave him a cool glance and snorted lightly, "Does he dare not agree? If he refuses a request from his future father-in-law, does he still hope to pursue my precious daughter, or does he want to be decisively cut off?"
Lie Feng facepalmed, the Third Young Master was truly ruthless, even threatening a child.
However, he finally understood the Third Young Master’s intentions and couldn’t help but be greatly admiring.
The Third Young Master was indeed a master of strategy, turning a seemingly hopeless game into a stunning counterattack and victory!
This was the real reason he admired Jun Huang so much; while there were many intelligent people in the world, very few could combine a top-notch brain, a strong will, and powerful strength as he did.
And the Third Young Master was certainly one of them.
Given time, the name Jun Huang would undoubtedly become famous and known throughout the world.
"Alright, I need to rest for a while."
Third Young Master Jun was clearly forcing himself to stay upright, cunningly matching wits with Ivan and his daughter, which, along with high mental tension and various calculations, was very taxing on his body. Once relaxed, he could no longer hide his weariness, and a gray pallor covered his face.
As he stood up, his upright body suddenly softened, and he collapsed backward, his eyes tightly closed, his lips pale as paper.
Lie Feng was startled, swiftly catching him to find that he had actually fainted. He touched his forehead and found it burning hot, feeling extremely alarmed, and quickly called for a doctor.
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Ye Lu had stayed in the hospital for a night, and early in the morning, Ling Yan came to visit her.
Ye Lu felt somewhat embarrassed; she was just getting ready to go home.
Ling Yan placed a bouquet of flowers in a vase, then sat on the edge of the bed, inquired about her health, and asked why Third Young Master Jun hadn’t come.
Ye Lu noticed something strange in his demeanor and could only say that Third Young Master Jun had been invited by a friend to go abroad for business discussions.
Ling Yan didn’t say much but spoke of the progress in his investigation into Old Ling.
The morning light fell on his refined and steady profile, revealing the most firm determination and will in his eyes; he wasn’t like Ling Xiu, who was emotional, with every feeling of anger or sadness on display, expressing his inner emotions with a show of bold love and hate.
His joys and sorrows were subtle, without any outward show, but that didn’t mean his feelings were any less intense; he didn’t mourn Old Ling’s death less, nor did he hate his enemies any less.
He simply kept his emotions to himself, not letting anyone see them.
Ye Lu admired this type of calm, composed, mature self-control the most, but at the same time, she feared it the most because once such people calmed down, their sharp insight and meticulous thinking would start to operate.
