Chapter 269 - The Start Of A Game (2/2)

As she saw him nodding his head seemingly believing her words, Yan Ying felt her spirit dampen again. She never expected that there'd be a day when she'd have to explain herself to Xin Xiaoli. Even if one forgets that she was in love with Xin Xiaoli, there was no denying that they were a pair of best friends. How strange it was that his best friend didn't even trust her anymore.

While Yan Ying was trying to hide her sadness behind her smile, she heard both Xin Xiaoli and Xin Xiaosi's phone ring at the same time. She lifted her eyes to glance at them both who excused themselves to take the call. Her eyes squinted as she was contemplating something. The tip of her lips went up as she said, ”Uncle Kuan, look your master has started the game. Tsk. It's a pity that he's playing with his own sons this time.”

Xin Kuan who had been standing behind her all this time stared at the back of her head for a moment longer before answering, ”Master didn't start this game, his sons did. Master is only tired of playing this game for the last couple of years. So, now he is just planning on ending it.”

Yan Ying knew that Uncle Kuan was right. Indeed, this game was started by the Xin brothers but she still thought that Xin Zimen was being a bit too harsh. However, this wasn't supposed to be her concern.

”I know, I just am feeling bad for what they'll have to face,” remarked Yan Ying feeling bad for both the brothers whom she saw running out the main door one after the other.

”Young miss, you don't even know what Master is planning. Then why are you so concerned already?”

Yan Ying gave him a look, ”Uncle Kuan when Zizi starts to play... People are only left at his mercy. Besides, he isn't the kind of person who would go easy on his own sons.” See, they were already running around. She didn't even have to think much to know what was to come.

”Master had always been lenient with them but they took the game too far,” replied Uncle Kuan.

Yan Ying looked at him disapprovingly as she said, ”Uncle Kuan, you're being biased. Just because Zizi is your Master, you don't have to always take his side.”

”It doesn't matter whose side, I am on. What matters is that young miss should also get back to the task assigned. Don't make Master angry.”

Hearing Uncle Kuan's subtle warning, Yan Ying's face twitched. ”Give me a break. I'm just waiting for a phone call.” As if on cue, her phone buzzed laying on the table's glass surface. She hurriedly picked up the call, ”What? Did you find anything?”

She listened to the other person and as her silence prolonged, her frown deepened as much. After carefully listening, she asked, ”Are you certain? If there is any mistake, I'll dig your grave myself.” She stood up from the chair and hung up the call, looked at Uncle Kuan and said, ”Uncle Kuan, let's go.”

”Where are we going?” asked Uncle Kuan.

”To confirm something,” Yan Ying gave a vague reply before picking up her iPad, her phone, and keys.