Chapter 811: Chapter 810 Another Approach
"No need to thank me, that’s what I should do," Auntie Zhong said with a beaming smile.
After Auntie Zhong left, Song Yuhan picked up the bowl and drank the soup while pondering.
She had stayed at home for the past few days, completely unable to contact the outside world. Without someone’s help, she really had no way to escape.
Moreover, if she really wanted to escape from here, there was only one way to do it.
That was to ask Liu Zheng for help.
But their relationship seemed to have returned to its original state.
Liu Zheng wouldn’t allow her to go to work, wouldn’t even allow her to have any contact with other men. They were now practically enemies.
No, not enemies, more like enemies who extra resent seeing each other.
Song Yuhan finished the entire big bowl of chicken soup. She reached for a napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth, "Auntie Zhong, who made this soup? It smells quite fragrant."
Upon hearing this, Auntie Zhong gave a slight smile, "It was stewed by the master. He’s all alone abroad, without any family. Every year, as long as we cook dishes to his taste, he will call us. Once we prepare it well, the master will have the chef stew it."
"So it was made by Uncle Ye..." Song Yuhan muttered thoughtfully.
This Auntie Zhong seemed to have a pretty good impression of Liu Zheng. If she could coax some information out of her, she should be able to get some answers more easily.
After Song Yuhan made up her mind, she smiled and asked, "Auntie Zhong, I heard you say earlier that you’re the master’s personal cook. Do you know what he’s been up to lately?"
"Mr. Ye..." Auntie Zhong hesitated for a moment, "I’m not very clear about that."
Song Yuhan raised an eyebrow.
It seemed like she couldn’t get anything out of Auntie Zhong, but she hadn’t given up yet.
"Auntie Zhong, could you take me to see the master and have a chat with him?"
"Of course, Miss. Please," Auntie Zhong smiled as she led her upstairs.
"Knock, knock."
"Come in."
Song Yuhan pushed the door and entered, only to see Liu Zheng sitting on the sofa looking at documents. Her gaze swept around the room and she didn’t see his parents, "Where are Mom and Dad?"
Liu Zheng didn’t even lift his head, "They’ve gone on a business trip."
"A business trip? Where to?"
"They’ve gone to the United States on business," Liu Zheng replied nonchalantly.
"The United States..." Song Yuhan lowered her eyelids, "No wonder I couldn’t get through on the phone, why are their phones all turned off?"
"How should I know? Maybe they don’t want to answer your calls."
"Oh."
Song Yuhan nodded and stood by the window for a while, then turned to look at Liu Zheng, "I, uh, want to talk to you. Can I speak to you alone?"
"Hmm?"
"I mean, can we speak a step aside?"
Liu Zheng’s lips curled slightly, but his eyes were still fixed on the documents in his hands, "No."
"Liu Zheng!" Song Yuhan’s voice rose by eight decibels, "I am your wife, what can’t we talk about face to face?"
"Wife?" Liu Zheng looked up, his gaze deep as he studied Song Yuhan, as if questioning the truth of her words.
"Do you think I’m joking?"
Song Yuhan snorted, "I don’t need you to be joking, but you must step aside to talk!"
"Song Yuhan, I’ve told you, I don’t have time! If you don’t want to eat obediently, I have ways to punish you!"
"Fine, Liu Zheng. Then just you wait and see!"
Song Yuhan turned around and stormed out of the room.
A cold glint flashed in Liu Zheng’s eyes. Song Yuhan, don’t even think about escaping!
"Hey, you two! Stop her! Don’t let her get anywhere near here again!" Song Yuhan was blocked by two men in black, and she flew into a rage, "Liu Zheng, no matter how you torture me, I won’t give in! I will escape from here!"
The two black-suited bodyguards exchanged glances, grabbed her arms one on each side, and forcibly stuffed her into the car.
The car sped away...
Song Yuhan sat in the back seat, looking out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, and couldn’t help feeling nervous.
Could she, a girl, manage to run away from the Ye mansion?
With a loud "bang!", the car door suddenly opened, startling Song Yuhan.
"Song Yuhan!"
She looked up to see a group of armed men surrounding them.
Song Yuhan’s heart clenched.
Who were they? Why were they trying to capture her?
Hadn’t Liu Zheng gone to the United States? Weren’t all his bodyguards chasing him? Why were people still trying to capture her?
However, no matter what, these people were after her, and she had to escape!
Song Yuhan clenched her teeth and quickly pulled out a gun, aiming at a man in front.
"Bang, bang!"
Two gunshots rang out.
The man’s forehead immediately bore two bloody holes.
Seeing this, several other men quickly drew their guns, aiming at Song Yuhan.
Song Yuhan’s heart skipped a beat, and she hurried toward the window.
"Bang!"
A gunshot sounded, and a bullet pierced the glass and entered, leaving a bloody hole in her shoulder.
"Ugh..."
Song Yuhan groaned.
Her body swayed, nearly causing her to fall.
Clutching her wound, she staggered to the corner of the room, squatted down, and closed her eyes in pain.
No, she had to leave immediately, she couldn’t delay any longer.
She took a deep breath and slowly but determinedly stood, heading toward the window.
With one hand against the wall and the other gripping a gun,
suddenly, she felt a lightness in her arm, and the gun in her hand disappeared in an instant.
A multitude of information flooded her mind.
She was a special agent.
She had been caught while trying to assassinate an important client.
Her target was the leader on the other side, and she had to kill him.
This was information she acquired while carrying out a mission in the dead of night.
She did not know what the leader of the opposition looked like, but her briefing stated that he was very handsome, with peach blossom eyes that captivated souls, and moreover, he was a tycoon...
Yes, she indeed was a rich man’s woman.
Her father was a renowned businessman in City A, and he had also established a multinational corporation abroad, which was an industry under the Ye Corporation.
Her father was very kind to her, coddling her in every imaginable way, and she was kind to herself too; all her honors were bestowed upon her by her father.
But she understood a truth, there are no eternal friends, nor eternal enemies; the world has no perpetual interests, only endless hatred.
She had to take revenge on this man.
"Click."
Suddenly, the car window was pulled down.
A hand reached in.
Song Yuhan, startled, instinctively pulled the trigger.
A "click" was heard followed by a small bomb being thrown into the car.
A "boom" ensued as the car exploded into flames!
"Ah!"
Song Yuhan screamed, swallowed by the flames and ultimately reduced to ashes.
...
"Song Yuhan!"
Liu Zheng stood rigid, his eyes blood-red, staring at the roaring fire in the distance.
Before his eyes were her rosy cheeks and the sight of her body lying in a pool of blood...
She was dead.
She was dead.
At this moment, Liu Zheng’s entire heart felt empty.
She was dead...
His most beloved girl...
Liu Zheng’s heart violently convulsed.
No!
She couldn’t just die like this!
"Young Master Ye, don’t get agitated, Miss Song is dead..." Uncle Chen saw his state and couldn’t help but offer worried reassurance.
"Dead?"
Liu Zheng suddenly turned to look at him: "Uncle Chen, are you lying to me? You know Yu Han wouldn’t be harmed! She wouldn’t die! She’s just acting! She’s not dead!"
"No, Young Master Ye, Miss Song is really dead, she’s dead, now turned to dust..."
Liu Zheng shook his head in disbelief and stepped outside.
Song Yuhan, no! No! How could my Yu Han possibly be dead?
"Liu Zheng! You bastard, you actually killed my daughter!"
Song Yuhan’s father roared in fury.
Hearing the roar, Liu Zheng halted, slowly turning his head.
His gaze was as grim as a devil that had crawled out of hell.
