Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 623 - 603: More Substance Than He Imagined

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Chapter 623: Chapter 603: More Substance Than He Imagined

Anya Liang scrambled out of bed and smoothed down the oversized T-shirt from Amy, "Come in!"

Her subordinate came in, frowning, "Come downstairs, the Hall Master wants you."

He wants me to go downstairs?

Feeling anxious, what could he possibly want with her?

The people from Beiming Hall hadn’t left Yunling yet; he definitely wouldn’t let her off at the moment.

Could it be that he had finally tired of her, or thought she was of no use anymore and wanted to kill her off?

With her heart pounding, she followed her subordinate downstairs and, arriving in front of Si Yuheng, asked nervously, "Is there something you need?"

Si Yuheng gave her a nonchalant glance.

She came downstairs so hurriedly that she didn’t change her clothes; at this moment, she wore the smallest size T-shirt from Amy’s collection, yet it still looked baggy on her.

Her frame and bone structure were uniquely delicate, typical of Eastern girls. Her smooth legs and arms, glowing with a peachy luster, were exposed, as slim as bamboo shoots, seemingly ready to snap at the slightest pull. At this moment, her small face was filled with terror.

She wasn’t the type he usually favored.

To him, this Eastern girl was far too skinny.

Yet, holding her recently as they slept, he discovered that this seemingly scrawny girl had more to her than he had imagined.

Although she wasn’t as voluptuous as Amy or Kasey, her simplicity had its own unique charm.

His gaze roamed over her, and Si Yuheng then spoke, "Get changed. I’m taking you out to do something for me."

She could go out? Anya Liang was overjoyed but quickly regained her composure, "What is it?"

What good could this man be up to? If he wanted her to help him commit murder or arson, she would rather die than comply!

"Help me find out where your good sister is hiding someone."

Anya Liang was startled, "Who?"

Si Yuheng had no intention of hiding it from her and propped up his legs, "Crown Prince Ya Chen from S Country has just arrived in China, and he’s been secretly placed by Mr. Huo in a private residence in Yunling. Mr. Huo’s security is too tight for us to bypass, but your good sister is quite remarkable, huh? She’s already moved into Disheng and even registered with Mr. Huo. With the relationship she has with Mr. Huo now, I doubt there’s any secret he has from her. I don’t care how you do it, but you must get Ya Chen’s whereabouts from her."

Even though Anya Liang didn’t know what he wanted with the Crown Prince of S Country, it surely wasn’t anything good. She retorted half-heartedly, "Xiaoyi might not even know where the Crown Prince is staying. What use is asking her?"

Si Yuheng’s expression soured, "Are you refusing me?"

Grinding her teeth, Anya Liang said, "Even if Xiaoyi knows, she won’t tell me! I’ve read the newspapers these past few days; Mr. Huo has gone public with his relationship with Xiaoyi and her son, not only moving Xiaoyi and Zaizai into Disheng but also announcing their upcoming marriage to the media. You said it yourself, they’re already registered. Now that Xiaoyi is about to become Mrs. Huo, do you think she would betray her husband?"

"That’s not my concern. I’ve said you could use any means, whether you beg for mercy on your knees or threaten her with a knife, she’ll tell you everything eventually."

Anya Liang grew angry, "Si Yuheng, I would never do anything to hurt Xiaoyi! If you’re capable, just kill me! I won’t help you!"

Si Yuheng let out a cold laugh, and at the looseness of his hand, the King was freed from restraint. With a signal from his master’s eyes, the big wolfhound leapt towards Anya Liang with a muffled roar.

Anya Liang screamed and stepped back, but she was firmly held by Beiming Hall’s subordinate, unable to move.

As the large dog approached and began to lick her calf with its blood-red tongue, Anya Liang yelled out, "Alright, alright! Si Yuheng, I agree to it! Just get this damn dog away from me first!"

At Si Yuheng’s whistle, the King obediently retreated, and he chuckled, "Now hurry up and get changed."

As long as I can leave this island, there’s at least a chance to run.

If I don’t leave this villa, I really won’t have any chance at all.

Just agree with him for now!

Liang Anya didn’t utter a word, went upstairs to change her clothes, came downstairs, and followed Si Yuheng out of the villa.

Si Yuheng brought only two subordinates to the beach of Li Island, where a pearl-white speedboat was arranged, its hull grounded on the rocks lashed by the waves.

Liang Anya hesitated for a moment, about to take off her shoes and wade aboard, when Si Yuheng scooped her up, tossed her onto the boat, and said with no small amount of irony, "Put away your delicate miss act."

Liang Anya pursed her lips while Si Yuheng and the two subordinates had already climbed onto the speedboat and started the engine.

The propeller churned out a froth of white waves, and the speedboat shot off like an arrow, away from the island villa crowded with people, heading toward the center of Yunling City.

Upon reaching shore, a breath of freedom hit her face, and the occasional cars sped past on the road before her eyes.

This was the first time Liang Anya had seen outsiders, even the outside world, after being confined for many days.

Her heart pounded fiercely, filled with excitement, and she felt a strong urge to run to the passing cars for help. She leaned forward by just a centimeter, only to feel something pressed deeply against her back.

Liang Anya’s heart sank.

"Behave yourself," Si Yuheng held her waist as if he had just taken his girl for a spin in the speedboat on the sea and was now walking affectionately toward the garage with his companion.

The two subordinates followed closely behind.

In a nearby underground garage, Si Yuheng and his men took Liang Anya into a Land Rover.

In the car, Si Yuheng pulled out the mobile phone that had been confiscated from Liang Anya before and tossed it to her, "It’s charged. Call your close friend and ask her to meet you. Remember, let her come alone. Anyway, I need to know the whereabouts of the Crown Prince of S Country without Huo Shao finding out. Otherwise," he pressed the Browning he had used to coerce her against her temple, his lips moving up and down gently before softly "bang."

Liang Anya clutched the phone but didn’t move.

She understood that he would definitely be watching her and Xiaoyi from the shadows.

If looks could kill, Si Yuheng would have been reduced to nothing already.

Si Yuheng took out a tissue, wiping the exquisite Browning handgun, "You should know what to say to her without my instruction, right?"

The car lights cast upon the man’s silhouette, the deep nose, concave eyes, thin lips, handsome jaw—a blend of East and West that was just right, any more would be garish, any less would be sparse.

Yet for Liang Anya, the man before her was nothing less than a devil incarnate.

She contained her racing heart and dialed Jiayi’s number, as per Si Yuheng’s instructions, pressing the speakerphone button.

After a few seconds the call was answered, Jiayi’s surprised voice rang out, "Anya? Is that you, Anya?"

Hearing Xiaoyi’s voice almost made Liang Anya cry, "Xiaoyi, it’s me."

"Where are you now? Tell me quickly!"

Jiayi’s anxious voice on the other end of the phone spread throughout the car.

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