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( Your Daughters are Mobsters (8)

“I’ve been following Ian’s whereabouts and noticed that he came to Brazil while you were here. Something felt wrong, so I disguised myself as his lackey when he wasn’t paying attention.”

“Smart move, Dad, but why didn’t you just give him some more poison instead of the antidote? We’ll never sleep peacefully as long as he’s still alive.”

“Do you really think our lives will be better once he dies? If we kill him, we’ll be chased to the ends of the earth. The mob groups and terrorist organizations in Germany won’t let us off easy. Ian needs to die, but today’s not that day.”

Then, Professor Lu got up and started walking away…

“Boss, we’re still in Rio de Janeiro, where are we headed next?” Lu Yan’s subordinate asked after checking the GPS.

“Home… I’m never coming back to this damned place again. If my dad didn’t show up, I’d be dead by now.”

This encounter was surely dangerous…

“I’ve told you so many times, don’t accept clients without a thorough background check. You have all the money you need in the world, why are you still chasing after cash?”

“I wanted to save up for my twin nieces, all right?”

Professor Lu’s expression softened upon the mentioning of the twins. “They’re… three years old this year, right?”

“Mhm, they had their birthday party a while ago, and Qin Chu’s back… Don’t worry about Mian… she’s great, she’s a renowned entrepreneur now.” Lu Yan was super updated about Huo Mian’s current situation.

“Do you have any photos?”

Upon hearing her dad’s question, Lu Yan immediately pulled up the photos on her watch, creating a projection in the night sky.

Professor Lu stared at Huo Mian and her daughters, his face filled with fatherly love. Although he didn’t raise Huo Mian, he also never forgot about her.

“Your mom will be very comforted if she knew how peaceful and happy her life is. It’s what she’s always wanted for Mian.”

“Mhm… The truth is, I envy my sister’s life… and I want her to live like that for the rest of her life.”

“Yan, I’m sorry for not giving you peace and stability,” Professor Lu said; his greying temples revealed his old age.

He felt bad for his younger daughter; although they were family, they rarely saw each other, and each encounter was also brief.

“Don’t say that, I’m used to it. It’s a good thing, actually, at least I learned how to survive, saw all walks of life, and killed countless enemies… Compared to my sister’s calm life, my life is always filled with surprises and excitement.”

“Once the experiment I’m doing right now succeeds, I will look for a chance to kill Ian. Then… marry Qiao Fei and stop running around every day, alright? Disband your mercenary group and leave the business. You’re a girl after all, I don’t want you to spend your entire life killing and running…”

“Come on Dad, that’s light-years away. I’m in my early twenties, I’m not even thinking about marriage.”

Lu Yan always avoided talking about her and Qiao Fei’s impending marriage.

Just then, Professor Lu’s phone rang; he tapped his phone, and a projection of Qiao Fei’s face appeared. “Uncle Lu, are you guys alright?”

“We’re good, I saved Yan, don’t worry about us.”

“I’m glad.”

“Do you want to talk to her?” Professor Lu asked.

“No, it’s okay, I have somewhere to be. Bye.”

To Lu Yan’s surprise, he hung up, just like that. She bit down on her lips. “Damn, that psycho won’t even talk to me.”

“He’s probably mad at you…” Professor Lu knew his daughter’s personality better than anyone else.

Lu Yan didn’t respond; she looked down and carefully thought about why Qiao Fei would be so mad at her that he would refuse to talk to her.



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