The Favored Heiress-Chapter 847: Sleep early, dreams have everything

p.m., border, Scarlet City.

A black jeep drove into a rundown residential area.

Liuyun was driving the car, Luoyu sitting in the passenger seat, vigilantly observing the surrounding terrain and landscape.

Though they had never been to Scarlet City before, they had heard of Bai Yan’s reputation.

Rumor had it that he once single-handedly wiped out the former gang leader’s entire forces in Scarlet City.

Rumor had it that he even blew up his nemesis’s headquarters to seize control, causing countless casualties.

Rumor had it...

In short, Bai Yan’s glorious history was beyond count, yet such a person was willing to reside in the impoverished Scarlet City, embodying the phrase ’eccentric genius’.

The residential area in Scarlet City was rundown and desolate, with uneven small houses looking especially dilapidated and chaotic.

The jeep bumped over the pothole-ridden road, and heads kept poking out from the houses on either side.

Being in a lawless zone, Liuyun and Luoyu dared not relax, frequently glancing back at Li Qiao to ensure her safety.

At this moment, Li Qiao’s legs were propped up in front of her, head resting on the seatback, with a slight frown, looking rather uncomfortable.

Luoyu quickly grabbed Plum Slices from the storage box, but before he could turn around, Li Qiao spoke in a somewhat restrained voice, "Stop the car."

Liuyun stepped on the brake to stop but didn’t unlock the central control.

Li Qiao swallowed, "Open the door."

Liuyun looked awkward, "Madam, this area isn’t very safe..."

If something happened to Madam under his and Luoyu’s watch, they might as well not live anymore.

Li Qiao said nothing but lifted her eyelids to stare at Liuyun, her eyes slightly red.

The next second, the central lock clicked open, Li Qiao grabbed the door handle, kicked the car door open, and leaned against the wall, breathing deeply, then began to gag.

She was carsick...

The residential area was quiet during the day, with narrow alleyways secluded and deserted.

Countless eyes hid in the shadows, lurking at the jeep without daring to approach.

Because the license plate was in Burmese, which translated to King.

Belonging to the big shot known for selling fried rice.

"Madam, would you like some Plum Slices?" Luoyu quickly followed her out of the car, patting Li Qiao’s back while anxiously asking.

Li Qiao gestured with her hand, coldly turned and returned to the back seat, "Keep driving forward."

Luoyu and Liuyun were unsure of what happened, but suddenly felt that their Madam seemed to be angered.

At the deepest part of the alley, there was a three-story small villa.

Considered the only ’high-rise’ building in the entire residential area.

The twin pure black iron doors had excellent concealment; close-up observation revealed only the balcony with peeling paint on the third floor.

Before Liuyun could honk, the iron door made noise, and two muscular bodyguards wearing tank tops kicked open the twin iron doors from the left and right.

Liuyun, Luoyu: "???"

Are you really too poor to even afford to repair the doors?

Liuyun drove the car into the courtyard, pulled on the hand brake just as two big faces appeared in the rear side windows.

It was the two bodyguards who had opened the door.

Their faces stuck to the window, calloused palms relentlessly tapping the glass, the one on the left grinning, "Sis, it’s me, Xiao Hu."

The one on the right waved while tapping the window, "Sis, look, it’s me, Little White Cow."

Liuyun cursed under his breath, thinking they were about to fight, he nearly spun the car to give them a Thomas steel twist.

Xiao Hu, Little White Cow, who the hell came up with these names, they’re just damn idiotic.

Li Qiao pressed her temples, her expression full of irritation.

Just then, someone slowly walked out from the lobby of the villa.

The border was at the southernmost point, with a climate warm and moderate by late November.

Bai Yan wore a black t-shirt and black gym pants, a gun tucked in his belt, casually walking out in combat boots.

"Little White Cow, Little White Tiger!" Bai Yan spotted the two bodyguards blocking the car and immediately chastised, "Get lost, don’t bother her."

Bai Yan spoke in Burmese, which Liuyun and Luoyu did not understand.

However, it wasn’t difficult to discern the names of the two bodyguards.

Li Qiao leaned out of the car, not looking very happy.

Bai Yan saw her and instantly his stern and imposing face broke into a pampered smile.

He walked briskly over, stood in front of Li Qiao, and pressed her head, rubbing it once, not enough, then twice, "Finally you’re here!"

Li Qiao’s bun was instantly messed up, she glared coldly at Bai Yan, swiped his hand away, and accused, "Didn’t I give you enough money to fix the roads?"

Five years ago, she asked Bai Yan to repair the pothole-ridden road on Second Street, every drive felt like a survival race.

Now pregnant, and the bumping made her even more nauseous.

Bai Yan glanced behind her, "No need to fix, isn’t it good now? Natural barrier for defense and retreat."

Li Qiao licked her lips, "Fix or not?"

"Fix, fix, fix, I’ll have it fixed right away." Bai Yan spread his fingers, pressed down on her head, and shook.

Liuyun stood expressionless, watching Li Qiao and Bai Yan’s familiar attitude, feeling he had missed something.

He had long heard rumors about Madam’s deep ties with Flame Alliance.

But... he hadn’t expected them to be this deep.

Liuyun glanced sideways at Luoyu but found her looking ahead calmly, revealing a slight smile.

Then she even stepped forward slightly, nodding at Bai Yan, "Brother Yan, I’m Luoyu."

Liuyun: "???"

Is this the standard protocol for greeting the boss?

So Liuyun copied her, stepped forward to greet, "Brother Yan, I’m Liuyun."

Bai Yan looked at Luoyu, took two seconds to respond, "Oh, Huang Cuiying, right."

Luoyu cleared her throat, "Yes."

Bai Yan glanced at Liuyun, then nudged Li Qiao with his shoulder, "Who is he?"

Li Qiao strolled up the stairs, casually replying, "Liuyun."

Bai Yan strode after her, continuing matter-of-factly, "I know his name’s Liuyun. I meant from which precinct? Who did you piss off again?"

Their voices faded as they walked further away, leaving Liuyun with a blank face, "Why does he know you’re called Huang Cuiying?"

Luoyu looked at him sideways, pulling out a cigarette box with one hand, "Because I’m Flame Alliance Q."

Liuyun narrowed his eyes, "You betrayed the boss?"

Luoyu took a drag from her cigarette, her demeanor casual yet subtly proud, "Not really, Madam arranged it, couldn’t resist the offer."

Liuyun looked up to the sky, recalling the days in British Imperial, when Gu Chenn always summoned Huang Cuiying, who turned out to be a colleague.

After a long while, Liuyun murmured thoughtfully, "I heard Flame Alliance has twenty-six elders, so who do you think I’m a reservist for?"

Luoyu bit down on her cigarette, patted Liuyun’s shoulder grimly, "I think you should sleep early, dreams hold everything."

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