Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 723 - 450 Iron Blood Yet Tender Feelings, Completely Falling Out with the Jiang Family (2 more updates)
Surveilling the elderly master of the Liang Family, aside from the group led by Jiang Jinsang, there were also Hexi’s men...
After all, it was their own turf. Skilled at lurking and concealing themselves, and especially familiar with the terrain, they positioned themselves at the very end. Though Jiang Jiu was a trained family member, who had learned some methods of reconnaissance and counter-surveillance, he was not a professional by trade; thus, he failed to notice someone trailing him from behind.
"Sir, the old Liang left shortly after, and the Fifth Master sent people to follow him," a person from the Huo Family immediately reported to Huo Qinqi.
"Keep watch, and let me know immediately of any changes."
"The Liang Family shouldn’t harm her; she is now a witness for the police. They might seek other methods."
What the Huo Family members could think of, Jiang Jinsang and his people were naturally aware of too. Hence, it was said that what the Liang Family had left were only underhanded tactics...
"Just keep watching," Huo Qinqi said as he hung up the phone and glanced at his wristwatch.
"Captain, it’s still early; we have at least 8 hours until we reach the base." A teammate teased him, "Looking for you left and right, yet you have people watching your sister-in-law? Worried about someone making a move on her when you’re away... Ow—"
The man wasn’t able to finish his sentence, as Huo Qinqi had already kicked him.
"Holy shit, Captain, I just got injured there!"
"You’re very loud."
"..."
"Everyone shut up. I need to make a call." After he said that, the people in the car immediately fell silent. Then they watched him make a call.
It was incredibly quiet inside the vehicle, and as everyone had excellent hearing, after over ten seconds when the call was connected, the men’s hearts all began to riot...
Shit! A woman!
"Hello? Who is this?" It was an unfamiliar number, and Shen Shuci originally didn’t want to answer, but she worried it might be the police station needing her cooperation with the case.
"It’s me," said Huo Qinqi, whose voice, if compared to the gentle speaking Jiang Jinsang, certainly couldn’t be considered tender. However, to the few team members who were constantly tormented under his reign, this was practically as beautiful as heavenly music.
Over the years under his tyrannical rule, some had followed him for seven or eight years and had never heard him speak so gently.
Shen Shuci had been just talking to herself about Huo Chichi when she realized that she had been bringing him up constantly and then received his call. Unreasonably, her heart skipped a beat. She cleared her throat slightly and grew nervous.
"This isn’t your number?"
"My phone has been handed in and is not with me now."
Shen Shuci, thinking about recent events, speculated whether he knew something. Yet, when it came to explaining, she didn’t know where to start. He was a man of few words, and as the two conversed over the phone, there was bound to be some awkwardness. She stammered, then asked casually, "So... why did you suddenly call me?"
Inside the car, the men could only hear a woman’s voice. They strained to catch the gist of their conversation but couldn’t hear clearly what was being said. They just watched their normally stoic and grim captain suddenly say...
"I miss you, just wanted to hear your voice."
The men inside the car: "..."
They were dead!
What the hell was going on? Even the man who had just been kicked, who was now rubbing his leg, couldn’t help but wonder if he hadn’t injured his leg on the mission, but had perhaps damaged his brain instead.
How else could such a horrifying illusion occur?
Huo Qinqi spoke too earnestly, which often made him sound even more sincere. Hearing his voice through the receiver, right against her ear, made Shen Shuci’s heart thump violently...
As close as a whisper, drumming against her chest!
Her ears were burning to the point of scorching.
"Um..." Shen Shuci coughed softly," when will you be back?"
"I’m not sure, I’ll come back once I’m done." Huo Qinqi was genuinely uncertain. Given the nature of his job, he couldn’t just break the rules and return to Beijing on his own.
Shen Shuci responded with a muffled voice and wondered what to talk about next. Her eyes flicked to Huo Chichi, who was scratching at his cage, "Today, Chichi scratched someone. I put him in a cage. Maybe he heard your voice and is scratching the cage because he misses you."
"Meow—" Huo Chichi meowed.
"He just meowed; did you hear it?" Shen Shuci really didn’t know what else to say, so she resorted to talking about the cat.
Unexpectedly, the person on the other end suddenly asked, "What about you?"
"What about me?"
"It misses me, do you?"
The men in the car were once again dumbstruck.
They might as well be dead. Hell, did they even stand a chance to live after this?
Shen Shuci just hemmed and hawed and casually mentioned something about taking a shower, then hurriedly ended the call. Huo Qinqi, not having received a reply, kept a stern face after hanging up.
"Captain, was that the sister-in-law?" someone tried to probe.
Huo Qinqi just gave him a cold glance, expressionless, "Why are you so noisy!"
"..."
Everyone in the car fell silent. They had always thought their captain was born with a cold face, the same even when meeting his parents. It was only now they felt that he might have mastered the Sichuan opera skill of face-changing, how else could he have become someone else in just a second?
