Chapter 154 — A Sordid Conspiracy
Years of Heartflutter · Page 4 of 5
"That is true enough," Maligeben said with a reassured nod. "Then later we get her into the car and do her to death. How dare she refuse you face? This will teach her the consequences."
"Heh heh, that goes without saying," Savengis said with a lewd nod. "Everything is ready, yes?"
"What everything?" Maligeben blinked.
"The knockout drug, idiot," Savengis said, glaring at Maligeben and signaling him to lower his voice. "Not so loud. Do you want everyone to hear?"
"Sorry, haha. The knockout drug, of course it is ready. It is right here in my pocket. Whenever you say the word, I will slip it in," Maligeben said.
"Good. Later, just follow my lead," Savengis said.
The two men's harassment of Shu Ya naturally fell into Yang Juehuan's eyes. Yang Ce watched their every move quietly. Had they shown the slightest disrespect, Yang Ce would certainly have stepped in.
Fortunately, the two men left after only a few words, so Yang Ce held himself back and did not move.
"Why are these two so loathsome?" Wang Yanqiu had also seen Maligeben and Savengis harassing Shu Ya and was instantly disgusted. "Yang Ce, how about I find a chance and kill them?"
Yang Xu was drenched in sweat at Wang Yanqiu's words. A killer is a killer indeed; Miss Wang's temperament was truly fierce. Thank goodness he surpassed her in martial skill, or he would long ago have become a wronged ghost beneath her blade.
"Not for now. Let us watch a while longer," Yang Ce said with a shake of his head, smiling at Wang Yanqiu. "Do not talk of killing at every turn. Whether those two live or die is of no great consequence, but for a girl to keep talking of fighting and killing is not quite proper."
"Oh, then I will not say it anymore. If someone displeases me, I will just finish them off directly," Wang Yanqiu said, pretending deliberately not to understand Yang Juehuan's meaning.
Yang Ce was caught between laughter and tears, yet there was nothing he could do about Wang Yanqiu.
Old Bufeng, standing to one side, was also sweating at the hearing. As expected of the master's wife, he thought—truly extraordinary. She killed a person as neatly as pinching an ant to death. Still, that also proved she had the strength for it. Those without strength who wished to kill others would first have to worry whether they themselves might be killed.
As for the consequences of Wang Yanqiu killing Maligeben and Savengis, Old Bufeng had not considered them. In his position, there was no longer any need to consider such things. No matter how great the trouble, so long as it happened in Europe, Old Bufeng's family would have a way to settle it.
Before long, the reception began. Exquisite dishes were carried out one by one by elaborately dressed chefs, and waiters began weaving through the reception hall.
"Sir, madam, would you like something to drink?" A waiter came up to Yang Ce and the others and asked politely.
"Fruit juice, I suppose," Yang Ce said offhandedly. He had come here merely to see Shu Ya, not to drink.
"Very good, sir. Please wait a moment." With that, the waiter went off to prepare it.
Just then, Maligeben and Savengis, each holding a wine glass, once again made their way toward Shu Ya.
"Miss Shu Ya, I was in the wrong just now. Let me drink a toast to you and ask your forgiveness for my earlier rashness," Maligeben said politely as he came before Shu Ya, entirely changing his earlier ugly expression.
Shu Ya was startled. She had not expected Maligeben's attitude to turn a complete one hundred and eighty degrees. She looked at him in some bewilderment. "I am sorry, I do not drink. Would it be all right if I use fruit juice instead?"
Looking at the wine glass Maligeben had raised, Shu Ya spoke.
"Red wine, then. Red wine is actually much the same as fruit juice," Savengis said from the side. Of course he would not let Shu Ya drink fruit juice, for he had already drugged the red wine. If Shu Ya drank juice, would all his scheming not be for nothing?