The Grand Hotel Beijing was a magnificent five star hotel. It was luxurious and covered acres upon acres of land having many accommodation facilities.
It was night time and the hotel looked even more surreal.
Currently, a black jeep drove to a stop before the hotel. Two people came out. One was a middle aged man with raven black hair with many white strands of greying hair in the fray of black.
He had grey eyes.
However the man looked much older than he actually was. The stress lines on his forehead had never been clearer. He was also frail and the clothes he wore were surely old.
There was a way he looked around at the extravagant hotel nervously and out of place like as if in the next second he could see the grim reaper.
There was also a distinct scent of alcohol on him. It didn't make sense how a disorganized person such as him would come out of such a nice edition jeep.
However the reason for that was simple since the car wasn't his.
In comparison, the other man that came out of the car along with him was nothing short of money.
He looked like he was around his forties. He was definitely a healthy man with how plump and round he was.
He was rather short though but that didn't hinder him from wearing a luxurious suit.
The man looked like a shrewd business man. The type you wanted to watch your back against.
The man stood with his nose held high. His arrogance couldn't be more clear.
The man glanced at the disorganized disaster beside him and barked out.
"Hurry up you dog. You've made me wait long enough for my money. You said that young Han Ziyou girl is you daughter right—"
"Now she has to repay your debt. I hope you've informed her."
The obviously rich man spoke condescendingly while looking at Han Lee who was none other than the one who was addressed as dog.
He bowed apologetically at the rich man as if he himself wasn't the senior. But in this world, age almost didn't matter but money and ability did.
Han Lee without a doubt wasn't capable at all.
"Mr Bo. Forgive my incompetence. Right this way. My daughter has organized a private room for us to discuss."
The man, Mr Bo scoffed before he started strutting off while Han Lee led the way with a hunched back.
Han Lee led the way to the simple meeting room in hotel that Han Ziyou had booked.
On the way, Han Lee hoped that Han Ziyou would help him but when he thought of how desperate the girl was to find her mom, he knew she would do anything.
She was still a naive girl who would do anything for her family for sure. Back then she readily went with Zhou Rutong inorder to protect her mom from his debtor.
Surely she would do anything to bring them back too.
With that in thought, Han Lee felt more confident and anyway considering that he had taken care of the girl at all was already good enough so she had to be grateful to some degree towards him.
Plus, Han Lee glanced at the bodyguards that were following them. They were Mr Bo's guards and they were here to make sure Mr Bo remained safe.
And they were also here to make sure all of the debts were collected.
It was either Han Lee ended up black and blue in case Han Ziyou failed to pay the debt or Han Ziyou was forced to pay the debt in other ways.
...
Han Lee and Mr Bo finally arrived at the meeting room. They were met by only one person, that was Qin Jun standing on wait outside.
Qin Jun raised a brow when he saw the entrouge that came along with Han Lee. He didn't have to think to realize the situation considering how shaky Han Lee looked even before he arrived.
Qin Jun felt like sneering but choose to remain stoic.
Han Ziyou was right to ask him to have guards around. They were out of sight at the moment but would show up with a single word from him or Han Ziyou.
'This man surely just wanted to use the boss lady. Does he even have anything sensible on the where abouts of the boss lady's mom and brother.'
Qin Jun thought to himself but he narrowed his eyes an inch when he saw the person walking with Han Lee.
He had seen the notorious face a few times before though not in person.
Qin Jun almost laughed at how small the world was. Really, this small fry that was always trying to suck it up to his older brother was here.
Who would have thought.
Qin Jun somehow felt that today was gonna be interesting.
Han Lee came before Qin Jun and sized the indifferent young man up.
"Miss Han is waiting for you in the meeting room." Qin Jun said emotionlessly before he turned around and walked into the meeting room without looking back at any of them.
Regardless of how well prepared these people came, his boss lady was even more cunning than they thought.
Han Lee's jaw twitched in irritation. Even an assistant could disrespect him so easily. This wasn't fair.
However, Han Lee hurriedly held the door open for Mr Bo who stepped into the modern and luxurious meeting room.
There was a huge conference room table at the center of the room with about fifteen chairs around the oval table.
At the end of the table, was seated a very calm and stoic Han Ziyou. She was sipping a glass of juice as her eyes took in the newcomers including the man she hadn't seen in seventeen years since she was taken off to repay his debts.
He looked frail and sickly but Han Ziyou didn't feel an ounce of pity for him.
He also looked at her clearly surprised by how much a person could truly change.
"Mr Han. What happened to today's meeting being between just you and me. When did I say you could bring a plus one."
Han Ziyou's voice was devoid of any emotions.
Han Lee was startled by the tone of Han Ziyou's voice. Cold, indifferent, condensing, detached and intimidating.
"Ziyou—" the name came out before he could think.
"Don't call me that Mr Han. You've been bothering me that you have what I want. I hope you don't waste my time and tell me everything."
Han Lee was truly taken back. He had thought the girl would at least feel some kind of nostalgia after seeing him but she was totally unfazed.
However, Han Lee was forgetting that he had not exactly ever been the ideal father so what good thing was there to feel nostalgic about.
Mr Bo was feeling pissed off after being bluntly ignored the whole time. No one had acknowledged his presence and that was annoying.
He stepped forward releasing a condensing aura.
He glanced at Han Ziyou and his eyes flickered with certain emotions.
'What a gorgeous woman!' Mr Bo thought as he took in Han Ziyou's tempting features.
A flawless face with a perfectly proportional and symmetrical body. The dark blue pant suit she wore further amplified her every curve and long toned legs.
'Wow. Gaining this beauty would be better than asking for Han Lee to pay back his debt in cash.'
Mr Bo's gaze became lewd and calculating. Han Ziyou threw him a disgusted look without trying to hide a single sign of her distaste and displeasure in Mr Bo's shameless and unrestrained olging.
He was taken back by her cold and threatening look. It plucked a wire in his head. How dare this girl look at him threateningly!
"I've come to collect your father's debts Miss Han. He has failed to repay them so he told me you're his daughter and could pay. I hope you don't disappoint me."
The was a threatening tone in Mr Bo's tone.
However, Han Ziyou wasn't shaken in the least bit as if she wasn't surprised that Han Lee had lied to her.
Han Ziyou glanced at Han Lee.
"You must have been easily deceived by that man you think is my father. I don't know him as a father. I won't be repaying any of his debts."
Han Ziyou spoke every word with resolute indifference. Han Lee's face went pale.
"Han Ziyou—How can you say that? I just want some little help. You can't be so ungrateful to your—"
Han Lee was about to chastise but Han Ziyou raised her palm in front of her indicating for him to shut up.
"I haven't said that you can talk Mr Han, seeing as you can't even keep a single word of yours truthful. Anyway, so what if I don't want to help you, what will you do–force me."
Han Ziyou sneered and if she wasn't refined and controlled to some degree she would have spat in disdain.
Han Lee felt like someone was frying him in hot oil. He was soo pissed but something in Han Ziyou's gaze warned him that this was no longer the same naive girl that gave herself in to repay his debts.
Han Ziyou stood up feeling like she had already wasted enough time.
"I'm leaving. Never risk your small life to contact me again Mr Han. Your presence disgusts me."
Each word was a sharp knife in Han Lee's body.
However just as Han Ziyou stood up, Mr Bo's guards stepped forward.
"You think you can just leave. Your stupid father has failed to repay me and you think you can just walked away now. Initially I just wanted him to repay my money but now—now I think I want something else."
Mr Bo's gaze perused Han Ziyou.
Qin Jun who stood beside Han Ziyou narrowed his eyes but he didn't do anything yet. If this fool wanted to loose his crown jewels, he should try laying his dirty hands on Han Ziyou.
Han Ziyou smiled ruthlessly before saying with disdain "I see your tired of your manhood sir."
Han Ziyou mocked threateningly.
Mr Bo and even Han Lee looked pale by Han Ziyou's blunt threat. Then Mr Bo's fuses exploded in anger at Han Ziyou's disrespect.
"You little slut! You dare to threaten me. You must be tired of living." Mr Bo seethed in between his teeth.
He was raging. He looked at his men and they understood.
Han Lee was pale. Not because he feared for Han Ziyou but for himself. He feared that he would get implicated by Han Ziyou's wrecklessness.
"Ziyou, apologize to Mr Bo right now or you'll get hurt!" Han Lee shouted at her.
However Han Ziyou didn't even pay attention to him.
Just as Mr Bo's men got closer to Han Ziyou, the meeting room doors were flung open and about ten or so men in civilian or hotel staff attire rushed in.
They were all very tall and muscular and released such savage auras, one would shake at the mere sight of them.
Mr Bo's men were momentarily frozen with fear. The enter meeting room was silent and the atmosphere was tense.
The new intruders walked towards Han Ziyou and bowed in silence before they stood in front of her creating a barricade in front of her preventing Mr Bo's men from getting any closer.
The ten men looked down on Mr Bo's men without an inch of fear seen in their expressions.
There hadn't been a single exchange of fists yet but Han Ziyou's men had already dominated in terms of savage presence and intimidating looks.
Mr Bo was startled and almost wet himself.
Han Lee who stood at the side was equally taken back.
Han Ziyou sat back down on her chair and cast a lazy glance at Han Lee who shivered involuntarily.
"Bring me Han Lee." Han Ziyou ordered smoothly and two of her men moved forward. Mr Bo's men looked on cautiously.
They glanced at Mr Bo who clenched his hand and shook his head. He never would have thought that this Han girl was so cautious to the point that she would come with this many bodyguards.
He didn't want his men getting hurt unnecessarily only for him to end up unprotected so he chose to step back despite the shame he was feeling.
He glanced at Han Ziyou with eyes that spat flames but refrained from doing anything.
'What a calculative and cautious woman this was.'
Han Lee on the other hand felt like someone had poured cold water on him when he saw those two men approaching him.
He started shaking and he glanced at Mr Bo only to find him acting as if he wasn't there.
Han Lee's expression fell.
"Ziyou what are you going to do? I'm your father you hear me."
Han Ziyou scoffed at that.
"Well, sadly for you I no longer consider you a father. Now—you said you knew something that may help me find them. You're going to tell me what that is nice and cooperatively or—"
"You can learn which one of my men packs the meanest punch."
Ruthless and decisive.
Those two words could describe Han Ziyou to the tee.
Han Lee (•~•')
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