Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1197 - 1175: What Exactly Happened? (Part 2)
"Mm, the Boss is back, just went upstairs. Miss Qiao is thoughtful. Do you need me to notify the Boss and the lady to come downstairs?"
"No need, I’m just looking..." She turned her neck and happened to see Yiyi lying on the floor playing with Legos. Her heart stirred, and she walked over: "Yiyi, why are you still awake so late? Being naughty, huh? How about Auntie carrying you upstairs to your room?"
Yiyi is a night owl. What time is it anyway? The nightlife is just beginning. She continued playing with Legos, firmly saying, "No!"
"Kids shouldn’t sleep this late. Look at your brother and sister; they’ve already gone to their rooms to sleep. After being out all day, you need to rest early to recover energy for tomorrow!" Qiao Yongyong continued to coax.
"No! Daddy promised I could play a bit longer." Yiyi was still very determined.
George couldn’t help but laugh: "Miss Qiao, you can’t persuade our little Miss. She has been spoiled by the Boss; she doesn’t listen to just anyone."
Qiao Yongyong deliberately whispered: "Girls who stay up late turn ugly. Yiyi is so pretty; she wouldn’t want to turn into an ugly duckling, right?"
These words were indeed a killer move, effective on women both three and thirty years old. Yiyi finally looked toward Qiao Yongyong, hesitated a bit, and released the Lego held tightly in her hand.
Qiao Yongyong took the opportunity to lift Yiyi from the pile of Legos and headed upstairs: "Alright, going to sleep early won’t make you ugly. George, I’ll take Yiyi to her room and hand her over to the maid. You don’t need to follow me up."
Seeing her subdue the little queen of the house, George just shook his head, agreed with a smile.
Second floor.
Qiao Yongyong placed Yiyi back into the children’s bedroom and then walked to Huo Zhenyang and Jiayi’s room.
The door was ajar.
Inside the room, bits of conversation between the two floated out:
"Really?"
"Yes."
"So where is the head of the Qiao family now? Still in Mexico City?"
"Mike didn’t say. It’s better if one less person knows about such things."
"It seems really serious this time... Really not going to tell Yongyong?"
"Telling her wouldn’t help. Besides, Zonghan doesn’t want her to know."
...
With a bang, the door was pushed open.
Huo Zhenyang and Jiayi’s conversation stopped, seeing Qiao Yongyong at the door, startled.
Huo Zhenyang’s face quickly darkened a bit.
Jiayi immediately stepped forward a few steps, pretending to be unconcerned: "Yongyong, what brings you here so late?"
Qiao Yongyong ignored Jiayi’s question, her gaze fixed on the two of them, persistent and resolute.
Huo Zhenyang’s eyes moved slightly. He walked over to hold Jiayi’s waist, indicating for her to step aside: "It seems she already heard it."
Qiao Yongyong got straight to the point: "Since you know I heard you, then please tell me clearly what’s going on. Has something happened to my brother?"
"Even if you know, it won’t help him and won’t benefit you. Also, your brother doesn’t want you to know."
Qiao Yongyong felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her throat. Sure enough, Huo Zhenyang’s phone call tonight and going out was related to her brother!
If it were an ordinary matter, her brother would definitely not ask Huo Zhenyang for help from afar; something’s certainly wrong.
She lunged forward, grabbed Huo Zhenyang’s sleeve, her eyes red: "Please, tell me, okay?"
Jiayi was somewhat moved, glancing at Huo Zhenyang.
Huo Zhenyang’s sharp pupils flickered briefly: "Your brother took on a cross-border arms deal some time ago. You should know."
Qiao Yongyong widened her eyes: "Yes, because my brother wasn’t well at the time, I helped him negotiate the deal, which ended up being raided by the Mexican police. What happened?"
"The newly appointed director of the Mexican police force is currently cracking down on arms trades. Coincidentally, your brother’s arms case is caught in the storm, becoming a typical example for the police’s crackdown. You understand, a new official shows resolve with decisive moves. The new director used to be part of the Mexican special forces and is a hawkish figure in Mexican politics, extremely tough and ruthless in his actions. He intends to use this matter to dismantle the Longding Society to establish his future position in politics. Therefore, he issued a global kill order on your brother, seeking him across South America. If your brother defies, he will be executed on the spot."
Huo Zhenyang spoke each word clearly, without emotion, yet blended with the nocturnal scene outside the window, sending chills down Qiao Yongyong’s back.
"Tonight Mike called me, and I also went out to meet him. In fact, Mike secretly came to China alone two days ago, hoping I could negotiate privately with the Mexican police in the capacity of an A Country king. Try to get the Longding Society out of trouble this time. I got in touch with the new Mexican director, probed about your brother’s situation, and the other side showed some flexibility. They agreed not to be so merciless towards your brother, but still insisted he take responsibility for the case and turn himself in. This case is too big; if he surrenders, according to Mexican law, he’d face at least life imprisonment. But Mike said your brother is unwilling to turn himself in, so the matter is currently deadlocked."
Qiao Yongyong held her breath, understanding the cunning of the Mexican police. They pretended to give face to Huo Zhenyang, offering him a personal courtesy by agreeing to let her brother go, but if her brother surrendered, with life imprisonment, the Longding Society would be leaderless and still equivalent to being broken.
In essence, the Mexican police would never let the Longding Society off the hook.
Her brother obviously figured out the police’s intentions and was unwilling to surrender!
Moreover, her brother has been at the helm for decades; how could he lower his head? This surrender would mean losing the trust in the society.
What’s more, given her brother’s frail health, he couldn’t endure imprisonment!
After contemplating for a long time, she raised her head: "If someone from the Longding Society were to take the blame for the arms case, could this matter be settled?"
"In principle, yes. But the police won’t look favorably upon just anyone taking the blame. They want someone with status, someone who can speak for the Longding Society, a figure with some standing, like your brother, to strike a blow at the Longding Society."
She took a deep breath, her lips twitching slightly: "I understand."
Jiayi’s thoughts stirred: "Yongyong, what are you planning? You’re not thinking of taking the blame for your brother, are you? Don’t act rashly! This matter is unrelated to you. You can’t help him with this!"
Qiao Yongyong’s lips curved slightly: "I know. It’s late, I’ve disturbed you for so long, I’ll go now."
Jiayi remained worried, stepped forward to hold her slender arm: "Yongyong, you’ve finally gotten a good life with Brother Yixiao, don’t do anything foolish."
She gently pulled away Jiayi’s hand, nodded, but her tone was weak: "Mm, I know. I trust nothing will happen to my brother, this matter will pass."
She looked towards Huo Zhenyang again: "Regarding my brother’s situation, don’t mention it to Brother Yixiao, okay? I don’t want him to worry about me."
