"What nonsense are you talking about? Zhiqing is still here, don't be ashamed!" Qin Yue, who was made red-faced by Ye Huang, reached out and pinched Ye Huang and complained.
"Sister Yue'er, what's wrong with you? I think what I said is nothing."
Ye Zhiqing, who was completely unaware of the deeper meaning of Ye Huang's words, was a little puzzled by the girls' sudden blushes and complaints about her brother.
"It's nothing, Zhiqing, they are looking for trouble. Did Youruo tell you how long the concert will last?" Seeing Ye Zhiqing suddenly asking about this matter, Jiang Yan quickly interrupted and said, this kind of boudoir matter is between the daughters and Ye Huang.
Forget it.
Ye Zhiqing is Ye Huang's younger sister, and her sister-in-law would be extremely embarrassed if she found out about this.
"It's almost there. It will take about forty minutes. I'll let You Ruo finish it as soon as possible." Ye Huang found a chair and sat down and said calmly.
No matter how much energy I put into Youruo's body, there is a limit to it. No matter how long I can hold on, I can't hold on for long. After time, fatigue will come up, and it will be difficult for Youruo to continue singing.
"Forty minutes, that's fine. If it goes any longer, I'm afraid Youruo really won't be able to bear it." As she spoke, Jiang Yan's face was still full of worry.
She is the oldest among the girls and has the strongest sense of responsibility, so she naturally regards the others as little sisters.
"Today is the memorial day of Youruo's parents. She said she wanted to sing to her parents in heaven. Don't blame her when the concert is over."
Looking at Dongfang Youruo on the stage who was almost moved to tears by the crazy shouts of the fans in the audience, Ye Huang's heart ached for a while.
I have been an orphan for twenty-five years, and although I have been miserable and wandering, one day I finally managed to see the moonlight when the clouds cleared. Now my parents, grandfather, and sister are all here, so I can say that the hard days are over.
But Youruo lost her parents when she was young and was raised by her grandfather. After enduring a lonely childhood, it is impossible for her to have parents again even when she is older.
This is a kind of family affection that is lost forever, which is more pitiable than oneself.
"It's You Ruo's parents' memorial day? Why didn't she tell us?"
Ye Huang's words directly shocked all the girls who were planning to talk about Dongfang Youruo after the concert.
"She's afraid that we will treat her specially because of this incident, silly girl."
Ye Huang sighed and said lightly.
Ye Huang's words caused the girls to fall silent again. Indeed, just as Dongfang Youruo had considered, if she had really said that today was her parents' memorial day, the girls would probably have to think of ways to comfort her.
"How did Youruo's parents die?"
Nangong Qingyin interrupted and asked.
"It was an accident, but I heard from her grandpa that it was deliberately planned by someone. It should be an accident."
Mr. Dongfang didn't tell Emperor Ye in detail at first. Even he himself didn't know exactly what happened. He just vaguely felt that this matter seemed to be connected with the Illuminati and the Dark Holy See.
Ye Huang knew in his heart that when he didn't know Youruo before, these things had nothing to do with him.
Now that Youruo is his own, her affairs are naturally his own. Mr. Dongfang originally hoped that he would find out the cause of death and the culprit of Youruo's parents. Ye Huang has always kept this in mind.
Mr. Zhao of Yanjing Longyan told himself some things about the Illuminati and the Dark Holy See. He might be able to get some answers after participating in the special training in Lop Nur. Ye Huang himself also decided that it was time to launch an investigation after the Spring Festival.
Whether it was the death of Feng Ling or the death of Youruo's parents, as well as his disappearance twenty-five years ago, these all need to be investigated clearly.
In addition, the control of Xuanyuan Club and the cultivation of Xuanyuan Jue require Ye Huang to continue to work hard.
It can be said that after the Spring Festival, Ye Huang will only be busier than this year.
"Have you not found out who designed it?" Although Xiao Lin resigned from the police force, her professional habits came back when she heard that Ye Huang said it was a prostitute.
"It would be good to find out clearly. There are too many things in this world that we cannot find out clearly." Ye Huang said with a cold look in his eyes.
You want to check it yourself, but some people don't want to check it yourself. In this case, it is understandable how difficult it is to find out some things, especially when the other party is still in the dark.
"If you can't find out, you still have to check. There will always be a time when you find out."
"I know this. You don't need to tell me. There are some things that need to be done after the new year."
Before Ye Huang finished speaking, a loud sound came from the backstage.
"What sound?"
Next to her, Xiao Lin turned her head and said subconsciously. You Ruo was still singing on top and suddenly this uncoordinated sound appeared. Many people thought there was something wrong with the speakers.
However, Ye Huang's expression changed drastically, and he was very familiar with that voice.
The unique bullet interval of the German-made micro submachine gun particularly impressed Ye Huang. Upon hearing this sound, Ye Huang's heart skipped a beat and secretly said: "Oops!"
Turning around suddenly, Ye Huang wanted to rush backstage.
"Hey! What are you doing..."
"Hurry back to the villa, call the emperor, and ask him to bring someone to protect you!"
After saying that, not even Ye Huang's footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
"What? It's inexplicable!" Xiao Lin, who was still a little puzzled by Ye Huang's behavior, stamped her feet and said angrily.
But at this time, Qin Yue, who had experienced a gunfight with Ye Huang, turned serious.
At the same time, Nangong Qingyin looked at Qin Yue with a tense face. As soon as their eyes met, it was clear that they wanted to get together.
"The situation is not right, Youruo may be in danger."
Before she finished speaking, Qin Yue turned her head and looked at the stage. There was nowhere on the stage the shadow of Dongfang Youruo.
The fans who were still shouting seemed to be at a loss.
"What's going on, where is You Ruo?"
"The two people who came up just now said something to Sister Youruo, and then she walked down." Ye Zhiqing, who had been staring at the stage, said something at this time.
"when?"
"As you speak."
"It's broken, something really happened, Linlin, call the emperor immediately and ask him to bring someone to pick us up. Now we are all in danger!"
Qin Yue still didn't understand what happened at this time. Ye Huang must have heard that the popping sound was gunshots when he suddenly ran out.
No matter how stupid Xiao Lin was, she understood that You Ruo might have been hijacked, so she nodded and took out the phone and dialed hurriedly.
"The concert isn't over yet, what should I do next?"
"I don't care about the concert at this time. As long as You Ruo is fine, if something happens to her, Ye Huang will go crazy." Jiang Yan's eyes were full of worry.
He knows best what kind of character Ye Huang is. He can't wait to hold the one he loves in the palm of his hand and hold it in his mouth.
If something really happened to Youruo, Emperor Ye would definitely go crazy.
