Chapter 329: Chapter 327: The Second-in-Command Officer, Deputy Director Shi
Si Junyan looked at the child in the stroller not far away, his devilishly handsome face revealing impatience.
He took a deep drag of his cigarette, but it still couldn’t alleviate his nervousness.
Staring at the phone by his side, he waited, but results were slow to come. Growing more and more anxious.
"My, even the Second Master gets nervous?"
A glamorous woman approached, swaying her voluptuous body as she sat opposite Si Junyan. She took the cigarette from his hand and took a drag. Squinting her phoenix eyes, she enjoyably blew smoke rings onto Si Junyan’s face, a subtle tease.
Si Junyan didn’t buy it, his expression cold. "Keep doing that, and I guarantee I’ll break your neck."
"Tsk tsk, so you’re only tender and sweet to Miss Jiang, huh? Other women mean nothing to you? I almost died for you; can’t you show me a little tenderness?"
The woman, not at all afraid of his annoyance, simply settled into Si Junyan’s embrace.
"Rest assured," she assured him. "The people we sent out this time are the best in the organization. They will surely silence Jian Yanjun without a trace. When that happens, Jian Xi and Si Yuhuan will become mortal enemies, and then you can reap the benefits."
"I hope so."
Si Junyan pinched her breast and couldn’t help but sigh.
The woman, eyes squinted in enjoyment, writhed sensuously.
"Bad news, Second Master! Something terrible has happened! We’ve lost contact with our people!" one of his subordinates rushed in to report.
"What?" Si Junyan forcefully pushed the woman away and shot to his feet, fists clenched tightly. He angrily kicked over the coffee table. "Why hasn’t it succeeded yet? It’s been so many days; shouldn’t the hospital’s security be at its weakest! Failing such a simple task! And you call yourselves Secret Gate, the world’s top assassination organization? What a joke!"
SLAP!
The woman, who had been alluring just a moment ago, stood up and slapped him hard across the face.
"Si Junyan, don’t forget who snatched you from the jaws of death! You owe your life to serving the Master. You get a little power and it goes straight to your head! Daring to speak of Secret Gate like that, do you have a death wish?"
Chastened, Si Junyan didn’t dare breathe too loudly.
He quickly tried to appease her. "Xinxin, don’t be angry. I was just muddled with anger."
The woman named Xinxin kept a cold expression as she interrogated the subordinate, "How were they caught?"
"It was with Song Xicheng’s help. Otherwise, Si Yuhuan and Jian Xi wouldn’t have been able to capture our people."
Xinxin furrowed her brows and looked at Si Junyan. "Are they close?"
Si Junyan immediately shook his head. "I haven’t heard Si Yuhuan mention him. They must not be close. Perhaps it was a matter of favors, something he was compelled to do. Song Xicheng is aloof, indifferent, plays both sides, and is cunning and ruthless. How could he possibly be used by Si Yuhuan?"
His mind raced, but he had no recollection of Si Yuhuan ever mentioning knowing Song Xicheng.So now he was adamant that the two were not acquainted.
"What a pain. It looks like it’s time to assume a different identity and negotiate with the Song family," Xinxin mused.
Still skeptical, she continued to question, "Are you sure Si Yuhuan would go to great lengths for Jian Xi’s child? It’s not even his child. Is he really that devoted?"
"Don’t worry, he’s passionately devoted; he’d die for Jian Xi!"
"Fine, but you better not be lying to me!" Xinxin was half-convinced.
Si Junyan offered an ingratiating smile. "Then, I’ll have to trouble you. Once this is done, I assure you, the Master will profit immensely."
"Hmph."
Xinxin swayed her hips and walked out.
Si Junyan’s expression instantly turned icy, his eyes flashing with a viper-like malice.
In your wildest dreams, you’d never guess the boy is Si Yuhuan’s own! Just wait, the greatest profit will be mine alone!
Who could have imagined? He hadn’t died but was saved by Secret Gate, the world’s number one assassination organization. He had offered ten billion as his pledge of fealty, gaining the power and status he has today. Apart from the Master who never showed his face, only Xinxin could keep him in check within the entire organization!Over three hundred members of Secret Gate were at his command.This feeling of killing without a second thought—this suited him.
Si Junyan felt he had been far too cautious back in China.Here, he could be completely unrestrained!
Nobody knew he had an ace up his sleeve.
Si Junyan had not told the people of Secret Gate that the child he stole was not only Jian Xi’s precious flesh but also Si Yuhuan’s own seed!
"Jian Xi, Si Yuhuan, just you wait! I’ll make you pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
「Meanwhile.」
Jian Xi prepared to interrogate the captured assassins.
Si Yuhuan accompanied her.
"You just had surgery. Instead of resting properly, are you looking to die?" Jian Xi glared at him and chided curtly.
Si Yuhuan was rendered speechless by the rebuke.
Yan Qing, standing nearby, had wanted to say something several times but hadn’t dared. Now that Jian Xi had said what he was thinking, he almost applauded.
A look from Si Yuhuan silenced him.
Yan Qing, at a loss for words, said, "Madam, I have other matters to attend to. I’ll take my leave first."
He hurriedly made space for them.
Jian Xi stopped in her tracks. "What do you think you’re doing?"
"These people are dangerous. You’re inexperienced. If there’s trouble, I can protect you."
"You?"
Jian Xi pushed him slightly.
Si Yuhuan almost fell.
She reacted quickly and caught him.
A flicker of embarrassment crossed Si Yuhuan’s handsome face.
"Don’t cause trouble for me, Si Yuhuan. I need to find my son. I’m very anxious, understand?"
Si Yuhuan’s thin lips tightened. He said nothing, watching helplessly as Jian Xi stormed off towards the room where the assassins were being held.
Yan Qing came out.
"Director Si, I told you, doing this would surely anger Madam. You’d be better off going back to lie down. With President Song here, Madam will certainly be safe. Please rest assured."
Yan Qing prattled on, "It’s a good thing you never mentioned your relationship with President Song. Otherwise, people would have been on guard much earlier, and we wouldn’t have caught them by surprise."
"Even now, Madam is still trying to figure out how you know President Song!"
Si Yuhuan glanced back. "What did you tell her?"
"Business dealings, of course."
Yan Qing scratched the back of his head. "But Madam had a strange expression after hearing it. The look she gave me suggested she thought..."
"Hmm?" Si Yuhuan raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue.
"That you and President Song are having an affair."
Si Yuhuan’s face darkened instantly.
"That’s not what I think; that’s what Madam suspects. Why don’t you just tell her the truth?"
"Forget it. I reckon even if you confessed, Madam would think you’re making excuses. President Song is indeed exceptionally good to you; outsiders might very well assume you two have something going on."
"Get out!"
Si Yuhuan’s voice was icy, laced with murderous intent.
"After I help you back to your room, I’ll go watch over Madam immediately," Yan Qing said with an appeasing smile.
When Jian Xi entered the room, Song Xicheng’s men had already "taken care of" these stubborn individuals.
"They’re tough to handle," Song Xicheng said. "They’re all professionally trained assassins, also known as death commandos. If my men weren’t experienced enough to stop them from committing suicide, they would have crushed the poison capsules hidden in their teeth and died on the spot."
"Such people actually exist?"
Jian Xi had seen formidable bodyguards, but never assassins like these, who disregarded their own lives so completely.
It seemed the country she lived in was truly too peaceful, which was why she had never sensed the darkness beyond its borders.
A sudden gratitude for her country’s stability and prosperity washed over her.