"Let me do it secretly for the two of them, without leaving any traces, and then replace them with our people." Huang pondered for a moment and added, "This is a very important undertaking. Beiyue, you can find another helper and go together."
Bar."
"Okay, young master."
"I'll send you a video. You can burn it and hand it to Izawa Jiuzi when you get to X city."
With that said, Huang opened the laptop on the table, pressed the send button, and said coldly: "The video is encrypted, and you know how to decrypt it."
"It will definitely be done, leave it all to me." Bei Yue's voice was calm and determined, "Do you have any other instructions, young master?"
"No more." Huang hung up the phone and sighed heavily.
After a while, Xiaoxun, the personal maid who took care of Su Wanqing, came.
She first bowed respectfully, then lowered her head and reported: "Young Master, Miss Saori said she wants to see you."
"Okay, I understand."
After saying that, Huang stood up and walked towards Su Wanqing's room. She had been quiet for two days since returning from the picnic in the maple leaf forest that day.
Entering Su Wanqing's room, Huang waved his hand to signal the servants to leave.
"Why do you want to see me?" Huang casually sat down opposite her.
Su Wanqing held the teapot in her hand, gently poured a small cup, handed it over, and said: "At Grandpa's request, I have recently been learning tea ceremony and trying my craft."
Without any hesitation, Huang took the small tea cup and drank it as if drinking wine.
"It's just average, needs improvement." His evaluation was simple.
Seeing this, Su Wanqing raised her eyebrows and said, "You just drink it with confidence, aren't you afraid that I will poison the tea?"
Huang glanced at her lightly and said coldly: "Aunt Jiuzi and Luo Mingxuan will arrive in Japan soon. I don't believe you can attack me at this time."
Su Wanqing couldn't help clenching her hands. She hated this feeling. She felt that she had no way to hide in front of this man.
"You also know that my parents are coming soon, and the evil deeds you did to imprison me will soon be exposed."
Su Wanqing looked at him steadily and said sternly: "You can't be proud for long. When my parents come, I will know the news about Xichen soon."
Huang snorted coldly: "Luo Xichen is dead."
"Fart!" she roared loudly, "You are dead, your whole family is dead!"
After hearing this, a deep sinister look flashed across Huang's face, and he said: "My whole family has died long ago, but I will not die. As long as you live for one day, I will not die."
Su Wanqing was so angry that her chest heaved violently.
"Also, even if Yize Jiuzi and Luo Mingxuan come, you still can't escape my grasp!" Huang swore domineeringly, "You can only move under my nose for the rest of your life."
"Bastard!" Su Wanqing picked up the teapot, threw it heavily in the direction of Hoshino Huang.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Huang tilted his head slightly to the left and dodged past lightly and deftly.
The purple clay teapot was smashed against the west wall, smashing into pieces, and the slightly hot tea flowed all over the floor.
There was such a loud noise, and the servants outside the door felt like they were in danger, but no one had the courage to come in.
"They say pregnant women have bad tempers, and it seems that they are right." Huang still looked calm and composed.
"Hoshino Huang!" Su Wanqing gritted her teeth in anger, "You will be punished!"