172 Revelations About The Missing Bride (1/2)

Yu Youhan sided Lei Xinyi in his embrace and took out a set of 8 x 10 photos from his suit and threw them on the floor.

Everybody eyes drifted to the floor and they froze looking at them. They weren't some merry photos. They were horrific photos that could cause people to have nightmares.

In one of the photo, a girl was straddling a dead man, who was a well-known assassin in the underworld, so Old Master Li recognised him at once. It wasn't the most important detail. The girl was stabbing his already opened chest with brutality.

In another, the woman was in a dark room with hospital-like dozen beds with gruesomely wounded men on them and she was standing by one of them stitching him. with a speed that her hand was blurred in the image.

The other image was of the girl, this time with about above-shoulder length hair, standing with black latex attire and a gun in her hand among about two dozen dead man whose body parts were torn and ripped. But what was horrific more than the scene itself was the sadist proud smirk and her lifeless eyes.

There was the same monster displayed in all the photos doing atrocious things, but that wasn't what freaked them out of their wits. It was the face of the girl that did it.

It was Lu Xinyi...or Lei Xinyi.

Old Master Li indicated his Butler to pick a photo and inspected it. Anybody else would have disrespected him like that, they would be six feet underground but this was his eldest dear grandson. He and Li Yuan always had such volatile tempers. He took pride in what they were and their ways.

The photos were authentic and Yu Youhan would never bring something that could be proven fake. It would wound his ego. Apart from that even he knew they were going to send them for inspection.

And as if that wasn't enough to prove his statement he took out a USB from his suit and threw it on the table between them.

”It has all these photos in video clips to further quench your curiosity.” He held Lu Xinyi close, so she couldn't crane her neck, forcing her to stop gazing at the trauma-giving photos.

Old Master Li looked at the photos that the Butler had given him. The woman was brutal and unrelenting. There was no regret on her face the irony was, she even looked satisfied.

In the Lei Household, you aren't born with the family name 'Lei' you had to earn it. Men in their late fifties fought for it. He had to wonder what a girl of 23 or 25 age did to earn it.

One thing was sure, she was an heiress of the Lei's and was knocked up by his grandson. A prideful smirk rose on his face. This would prick the Lei's Head.

A delicate-looking, seducing, tantalizing and lethal beauty. Cunning and deceiving that she had fooled his Grandson who never lost a war that too in the game he never succumbed. She defeated him in a battle he didn't even fight.

A perfect weapon. If she was in his field or his granddaughter, he would have been proud. But she was enemy and came here with purpose...