After hanging up the call, a cold glint flashed in Ling Chen's eyes. Snake Lord that bastard won't rest till he achieves his objective. Now that he was about to make his move, Ling Chen definitely would not allow him to escape.
Taking a lift down to the underground car park, Zhong Wei and Liang Zhaohui as well as Zhou Qing, had already escorted Nanrong Wanqing to the Rolls Royce. They were getting ready to board their car.
Liang Zhaohui and Zhou Qing had been discharged two days ago and had formally re-joined the squad. The other squad members would resign after getting their compensation.
"Captain Zhong, please take Miss Su and leave first. The Chairwoman will stay behind with me."
Zhong Wei hesitated. "This isn't good, right?"
"I just received intel that Snake Lord is likely to make a move. I think it's best for us to change our plan."
Nanrong Wanqing was expressionless, as though the matter regarding the killer has nothing to do with her, while Su Lin was anxious. "Then, what should we do?"
"What's there to be worried about? With me around, no harm will come to Chairwoman."
Zhong Wei nodded. "Alright then, you and Chairwoman should take care."
After the previous incident, Zhong Wei's trust in Ling Chen was at its maximum. Since Ling Chen had intel about Snake Lord possibly harming Chairwoman, they would not question him and try their best to cooperate instead.
From the beginning till now, Nanrong Wanqing had not spoken a single word, leaving everything to Ling Chen's experienced hands.
She was the Chairwoman of Hongyu Multinational, with tens of thousands of employees under her, the number of people she interacted with was innumerable. Each one of them had their own distinct ability, but even now, she was still unable to see through Ling Chen. This usually lackadaisical man who was unruly and carefree seemed to be shrouded in mysteries.
But then again, how could someone who did not even place a killer ranked top ten in the world in their eyes possibly be simple?
After Zhong Wei and the rest drove off in the Rolls Royce, Ling Chen pulled up the run-down Santana in front of Nanrong Wanqing.
Disembarking from the car, he opened the door to the passenger seat and ignoring Nanrong Wanqing's cold gaze, he embraced her delicate frame. He then gently lowered her onto the passenger seat and meticulously put on the seatbelt for her.
Folding the wheelchair, Ling Chen then returned to the driver seat and started the engine. The car started trembling violently after letting loose a strange squeaking noise.
Nanrong Wanqing detected a strange odour in the car and her delicate eyebrows, shaped like crescent moons, raised slightly. A trace of frustration and disgust flashing across her jade-like face.
"Can't you change to a better car?"
Ling Chen shrugged in response. "Chairwoman, this was the car that you arranged for me. Why not change it to a Land Rover for me?" Seeing the annoyance on Nanrong Wanqing's face, he then hurriedly bowed his head. "Changing to a Volkswagen Tiguan would do as well."
"Drive."
In the face of Nanrong Wanqing's frigidness, Ling Chen could not help but feel helpless. This woman was like an iceberg, always showing an expression that barred everyone from her inner thoughts as if there is nothing in the world that can make her happy.
Women had to marry sooner or later. I don't know what it'll be like for Nanrong Wanqing's future husband to live with an iceberg every day. I really want to experience it.
He secretly entertained these obscene thoughts, while navigating on the road and driving out of the underground parking lot.
With Zhong Wei driving the Rolls Royce as a decoy, Ling Chen was not worried that his run-down Santana would be targeted by Snake Lord. Of course, confidence was one thing, while prudence was another. During his missions, he would never let down his guard easily.
As the Santana drove onto the road, Ling Chen eased the car to follow the traffic flow, driving towards the Nanrong villa. Right now was the evening rush hour, where many people were on their way home, the roads were extremely congested. Adding on to the fact that there were numerous traffic lights, even after ten minutes of driving, the car still had not travelled for more than a few hundred metres.
Feeling bored and seeing that Nanrong Wanqing refused to converse with him, he turned on the radio in the car. Leisurely flicking through the radio channels, he browsed for something interesting to listen to and dispel his boredom.
"Good evening friends and listeners tuning in to this radio station, welcome to Trending Music Today. The next song that we are about to play is a newly released song, called The You Far Away. It was launched by Silverstar Entertainment and composed by the famous producer Mr Zhu Yansong. However, as the singer is still underage, we temporarily cannot release details on her name. Please, enjoy..."
In the city after the dawn
Resplendent
I stand alone at the window
Immersed in my memories
The streetlights outside the window left me sleepless all night
Are you far away from me?
....
As a sweet melodious voice rang out inside the car, Ling Chen suddenly felt like he went into a trance. The ethereal voice stirred the depths of one's heart, as though it was a clear breeze from Mother Nature. It gently brushed through his heart, evoking his most primal emotions.
It was not only Ling Chen that was intoxicated by the sweet singing voice, even Nanrong Wanqing also looked like she was in a daze. Her frigid face looked like a spring breeze had blown by, gently melting her iceberg facade. If one looked closely, they would see that her luminous eyes that looked like glittering stars actually had tears flickering within.
Zizizizi....
Suddenly, the car radio seemed to have been interrupted, and the heavenly music that was waltzing across the car transformed into an annoying static buzzing noise. Ling Chen and Nanrong Wanqing were rudely awakened from their reverie.
"What kind of broken radio is this?"
Ling Chen unhappily scolded, viciously slamming one of his hands on the dashboard. The originally buzzing radio immediately let out a silent protest, before fizzing out into nothingness, not even letting out a single static noise.
"This car is company property. I will be deducting reparation fees from your pay."
Hearing Nanrong Wanqing saying that matter-of-factly, Ling Chen could not help shouting in an aggrieved voice, "How can you blame that on me?"
"I witnessed it personally, so are you trying to shirk responsibility?" Nanrong Wanqing's face was cold and expressionless as she stared at Ling Chen, ignoring Ling Chen's wide eyes.
Ling Chen's mouth gaped open and he floundered a little, as though he wanted to say something, before trying desperately not to let a vicious curse come out of his mouth.
This woman..... Forget it, I'm a magnanimous man and I won't bother arguing with her.
The car got on the Circle Line, and the traffic flow gradually smoothened out. As Ling Chen drove, his mind was still thinking about the song just now.
It's her!
It's definitely her!
Although the voice had been auto-tuned a little, he was not mistaken. That was Tang Shiyun's voice!
Previously, when Jiang Hao had said that Tang Shiyun moved away, Ling Chen had been desperately trying to find Tang Shiyun's new address. He had hoped to contact her and give the money he promised. Alas, his search yielded no results as none of the neighbours in the Old City District knew where she had moved to.
Listening to the song today, Ling Chen knew that the lass had made her decision.
With Silverstar Entertainment and Zhu Yansong as her backers, adding on to her sweet, angelic voice, Tang Shiyun shooting to fame was only a matter of time.
Money should no longer be an issue for the current her.
However, Ling Chen did not know when he would get the opportunity to see her again.
"Can you drive faster?"
Nanrong Wanqing's voice rang out behind him, and Ling Chen's focus snapped back to her.
"Are you in a rush?"
"I have a guest today."
Ling Chen glanced at the 'iceberg' from the corners of his eyes and felt an odd feeling in his heart. He actually detected a trace of urgency in Nanrong Wanqing's calm eyes, as though she could not wait to meet someone.
However, mixed with her longing was a complicated mix of other emotions.
He was genuinely curious as to what kind of person could stir up Nanrong Wanqing's emotions to this extent.
As he was thinking, a Mercedes-Benz business car suddenly sped past the lane beside the Santana at a speed of surpassing 100 kilometres an hour. Driving at such a high speed on this congested Circle Line was tantamount to courting one's death. Unless the driver was confident in his driving skills or they had an urgent emergency