A few minutes later, Yun Mengxi was truly stunned.
Complete disbelief.
It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Bai Jinghong, but the driver’s account was so detailed, leaving out no specifics.
And everything matched up perfectly.
For example, the driver said that after Bai Jinghong had them smash the place up, he deliberately drove over to play the hero and save her.
Yun Mengxi still couldn’t believe it. What if this was all a ploy by Ye Chen?
In short, her mind was a whirlwind, and she felt dizzy and disoriented.
But finally, Ye Chen played his trump card.
At that point, Yun Mengxi had no choice but to believe.
It was a photo, a selfie taken by the driver.
Originally meant as a keepsake, a memento.
In the photo, Bai Jinghong’s car was right there.
“How… how is this possible…”
Yun Mengxi couldn’t believe it, her entire body trembling.
Ye Chen was overjoyed, but also puzzled. What the hell? Why did Yun Mengxi look so devastated?
But on second thought, he figured it was fear.
After all, Bai Jinghong’s power was immense. Being targeted by him—wasn’t it natural for a weak woman like her to be terrified?
He moved to go and comfort Yun Mengxi.
But before he could reach her, Yun Mengxi told him to get lost.
This caught Ye Chen completely off guard.
At that moment, the security guards also rushed up.
Ye Chen knew he couldn’t use force, but he had to leave now.
Tears welled up in Yun Mengxi’s eyes. She was a complete mess as she stormed into her office…
As he left, the considerate Ye Chen sent all the evidence as a multimedia message to Yun Mengxi’s phone.
Now that Yun Mengxi knew the mastermind behind it all—someone very powerful—
she would surely seek his help.
“I knew it. Mengxi’s destiny is intertwined with mine. It seems we had to go through some things first.”
“Good things come to those who wait!”
Before his words faded, his phone rang.
It was one of his subordinates.
Ye Chen answered, and the voice on the other end said directly: “Dragon Lord, Jiang Yueying is on the move. She’s left the house!”
“With four bodyguards!”
Hearing this, Ye Chen was instantly elated.
“Good. Keep a covert watch on her. I’ll get there as soon as I can!”
He hung up, full of excitement: “Everything is developing in a positive direction. As expected, once I got close to Mengxi, the gears of destiny began to turn!”
“Bai Jinghong, await my fury! I will definitely take your head to pay tribute to my younger sister.”
“And your woman will become mine!”
The corners of Ye Chen’s mouth instantly curved up into a smirk.
Another day passed.
In the evening, Bai Jinghong drove a relatively understated Bentley towards Yun Mengxi’s villa.
On the passenger seat lay a bouquet of fresh flowers, bought specifically for Yun Mengxi.
When he pulled up and parked, he saw the lights were on inside.
But Yun Mengxi was nowhere to be seen.
Slightly puzzled, he nonetheless picked up the flowers and walked in.
As soon as he entered, he saw Yun Mengxi lying on the sofa.
Her beautiful hair was a tangled mess, and her alluring face was streaked with tears.
Her eyes were vacant, her face completely drained of color.
Bai Jinghong was startled and immediately went to check on her.
“What’s wrong?” Bai Jinghong took her hand to check her pulse.
But there didn’t seem to be anything physically wrong.
“Mengxi, how did you end up like this?”
Seeing Bai Jinghong only made Yun Mengxi’s tears flow harder.
Bai Jinghong was utterly confused.
But then Yun Mengxi sat up, just staring at him.
She spoke with great difficulty: “Jinghong… tell me… those things… you didn’t plan them… did you?”
Hearing Yun Mengxi’s words, Bai Jinghong suddenly realized what was happening.
“Mengxi, why are you saying this? What does this mean?”
Yun Mengxi was in true agony. Her delicate hand trembled as she picked up her phone from the coffee table and handed it to Bai Jinghong.
Bai Jinghong took it, opened it, and with just one glance, he understood everything.
The clincher was a selfie, showing his car with him sitting in the driver’s seat.
A firestorm of rage erupted within him.
Those bastards handled the job so carelessly. If he didn’t kill them, they’d ruin everything sooner or later!
But Bai Jinghong also knew there was no point in explaining now.
He could only take a step back. Once this matter was resolved, he would come back for Yun Mengxi.
Yun Mengxi had been watching Bai Jinghong the entire time. Seeing his expression, no matter how much she didn’t want to believe it, she had to.
It really was him…
“Why?”
Tears streamed uncontrollably down Yun Mengxi’s face, her voice trembling.
Bai Jinghong gritted his teeth. “There is no ‘why.'”
“Aren’t you going to at least try to explain?” Yun Mengxi was desperately holding back, truly wishing this was all a dream.
She truly hated Ye Chen. Even if Bai Jinghong had done it, why did he have to let her know?!
Bai Jinghong stood up and sighed. “Now that you know my true colors, an explanation is unnecessary.”
“After doing something so despicable, trying to explain would just be making excuses, and that’s even more despicable.”
“Yes, I did it all. Intimidating you, smashing the windows, coming to your rescue to win your favor—all of it!”
“You must feel disgusted. I understand that!”
With that, a strange sense of loss came over Bai Jinghong. He tossed the flowers aside, stood up, and made to leave.
“Jinghong…” Yun Mengxi couldn’t help but stand, crying out: “Was it all just to toy with me? Am I… am I really just a game to you?”
“No!” Bai Jinghong replied decisively. “It’s just… there are things I can’t explain.”
“Just rest assured, I won’t do anything to you from now on. Once certain matters are dealt with, once certain people are gone, this will all be over.”
“I’ll arrange for someone to compensate you.”
“You must hate me deeply right now. It’s not appropriate for me to be here.”
“I’ll give you time. You’ll return to your normal life!”
As he spoke, Bai Jinghong reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a bright red object.
It was the Peace Talisman Yun Mengxi had obtained for him.
A pang of sadness hit Bai Jinghong. Gritting his teeth, he hardened his heart, tossed it at Yun Mengxi’s feet, and turned to leave.
Yun Mengxi was in a complete daze.
As she watched Bai Jinghong leave, it was as if her soul had left her body. Her heart ached with a pain as sharp as a twisting knife.
A suffocating pain.
Tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.
Her vision blurred.
She crouched down and picked up the Peace Talisman. Finally unable to hold on, she collapsed to the floor, tears pouring down in silent, agonizing grief.
Outside, Bai Jinghong’s expression was even darker!
After getting into his car, he directly dialed Ah Kun’s number.
The call connected quickly.
“Bring all the drivers to White Tiger Hall. Not a single one left behind!”
“And that guy, Huang Fu—bring his entire family. If his parents aren’t local, send someone to his hometown to get them!”
Bai Jinghong’s voice was icy cold. He hung up immediately after speaking.
He floored the accelerator and sped off with a roar!
Bai Jinghong was extremely calm at that moment, but that very calmness made him all the more terrifying.
Knowing his subordinates had carelessly left loose ends and couldn’t keep their mouths shut, Bai Jinghong was truly enraged to the extreme.
They ruined his plans. Those bastards can all go to hell!
Bai Jinghong sped wildly in his Bentley towards the White Tiger Hall.
Just then, on the road, a Ferrari recklessly caught up and swerved in front of him.
It directly cut Bai Jinghong off.
This nearly caused him to crash into a taxi on the side.
Already burning with fury, Bai Jinghong’s patience snapped.
He immediately pulled over to the curb.
Seeing Bai Jinghong’s car stop, the Ferrari also slowed down and parked behind him.
The driver got out, leaned on his car door, and provocatively raised his middle finger.
A sinister glint flashed in Bai Jinghong’s eyes. He grabbed a black object directly from his glove compartment.
Click-clack…
He chambered a round!
He opened the door and stepped out.
The rich young master by the Ferrari had been smirking, the Dragon Sea night his drag-racing paradise.
But when he saw the person approaching, his smile instantly vanished, his back drenched in cold sweat, his face deathly pale.
“Bai…”
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bai Jinghong raised his pistol and fired several shots at the Ferrari.
This section of the road wasn’t heavily populated, but if there was anyone in Dragon Sea who dared to open fire on the streets, it was none other than Bai Jinghong.
The rich young master had long since collapsed to the ground in terror.
Bai Jinghong didn’t hesitate, raising his gun and aiming it at the man’s legs.
The man frantically waved his hands, shrinking back: “Young Master Bai, no! I was wrong! I didn’t know it was you! I was wrong, please, no!”
Bai Jinghong’s expression was serene, but his voice was utterly cold: “If you can’t drive properly, then from now on, you can use a wheelchair!”
With that, Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!—four shots. Two hit his elbows, and two hit his kneecaps.
“Ah! Ah! Help!”
The rich young master howled in agony.
Bai Jinghong didn’t spare him another glance. He got straight back into his car and drove away with a roar of the engine.
