Chapter 102 - What Are You Doing Here? (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fu Siye dragged Mu Hui out. He had to teach this woman a lesson.

He had to let her know the consequences of dressing like this in front of other men.

However, Mu Hui suddenly stopped in her tracks halfway. She said, “I left my phone inside. Wait for me for a while.”

“Okay.”

Mu Hui walked in under the bright lights. Fu Siye stared at her curvy figure, and his breathing stopped.

Mu Hui took her phone and followed Fu Siye into the car. Just as she fastened her seatbelt, her phone lit up, indicating that she had missed a call..

It was from Tang Yu.

She was slightly taken aback and immediately called back, but no one picked up. She called three times in a row, and the result was the same.

Mu Hui only saw that Tang Yu had already called her many times before that.

Could something have happened?

She had a faint premonition in her heart.

After all, she had just confirmed the matter of the ‘book piercing project’ from the ninth master. Just because she had saved Tang Yu once, it did not mean that she was not in danger.

Even if the ninth master was in her hands, who could guarantee that there would not be a second ninth master in the book world?

Fu Siye tilted his head and saw her expression. He asked, “What’s wrong?”

Mu Hui did not intend to hide it from him and immediately explained the specific situation to him. Fu Siye said, “Do you want me to help you check the location?”

“No need.”

Mu Hui had already opened an app on her phone. She started to decipher a large string of characters in front of Fu Siye.

Fu Siye took a look before starting the car. He was slightly surprised.

“You know how to do this?”

Mu Hui was focused and took a few seconds to answer his question.

“This isn’t the only thing I know.”

Fu Siye looked at her lovingly. This woman could always surprise him.

“I found it.”

“Where is it?”

Mu Hui lowered her voice a little and said, “Go to the hospital in the north of the city.”

“Okay.”

The closer they got to the hospital, the heavier Mu Hui’s heart was. She felt like she was racing against time. It was as if she was fighting against some kind of fate. When the ninth master told her that their organization’s goal was to get rid of these cannon fodders, she had already accumulated a lot of resentment in her heart.