Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 938: Chapter 938: Even Nail Clippers Won’t Do Chapter 938: Chapter 938: Even Nail Clippers Won’t Do “I also don’t know where Xiao Zibin and the others will hold the transaction with Ruan Tianling.”

“It should be in the women’s section,” Jian Yufei said indifferently, “because I am a woman.”

“I think so, too,” Gong Mei nodded in agreement.

No matter which area it is, let’s check it out, and then communicate through the earpiece. By the way, the earpiece can only be used for indoor communication; it can’t connect with the outside world because it’s blocked. In fact, there’s no real danger involved with the transaction inside, because the organizers will ensure the safety of both buyers and sellers. But when we leave, we must wait to go out together… I’m worried they’ll shoot us outside.”

“Give me a gun, and when it’s time, I’ll shoot anyone I see,” Gong Mei said lightly.”

Jian Yufei looked at her in surprise.

Gong Mei smiled brightly: “Have you never seen me kill someone? If there’s a chance, I’ll show you.”

Jian Yufei smiled faintly, now she had come to accept many things that she once found unacceptable.

So knowing that Gong Mei could use a gun didn’t shock her too much.

Gong Shaoxun quickly cleared himself: “Xiaoyu, I’ve never killed anyone, I’m very kind.”

“Despise you!” Gong Mei rolled her eyes at him.

This brat, in front of Jian Yufei, was becoming more and more like a lapdog every day. She shook her head; how could she have such an unmanly brother…

Cu Haoyan looked at his wife with amusement: “St. Ann Hall has a rule that no weapons of any kind are allowed inside, not even a fruit knife. Once, someone tried to sneak in a knife blade assembled as a nail clipper and was found out. So tonight, don’t bring anything with you; we have people outside for backup. First, we’ll get Ruan Tianling out.”

Gong Mei nearly burst out laughing, “That’s incredible, not even a nail clipper is allowed.”

Cu Haoyan continued, “We also have to dress up, can’t be too casual with our attire.”

“It’s not like we’re going to a ball,” Gong Shaoxun frowned.

They were going to rescue someone and possibly fight with the other side–dressing up too formally seemed inappropriate.

Cu Haoyan said helplessly, “That’s also a requirement from the organizers. You should know, England is a very formal country; they don’t accept casualness.”

Jian Yufei nodded, “Understood. Big Brother Cu, Sister, and Gong Shaoxun, thank you.”

Gong Mei put an arm around her shoulder and smiled, “You don’t need to thank us. Ruan Tianling once saved the lives of me and Zhenzhen; we owe him for that.”

“Ah?”

“That’s all in the past now, let’s not talk about it. Just rest assured, we’ll do our utmost to rescue him.”

Jian Yufei nodded, touched: “I still want to thank you.”

“Xiaoyu, I’m saving him for you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t bother rescuing him. After we save him, go on a date with me,” Gong Shaoxun said with a roguish grin, speaking like a rascal.

“Taking advantage of the situation!” Gong Mei glared at him.

Gong Shaoxun laughed triumphantly, “I’m just seizing every opportunity I can to pursue her, you get it?”

Jian Yufei nodded, “Alright, once we all safely return to A City, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

“No, you have to eat with me alone.”

“Okay,” Jian Yufei agreed readily.

They had given so much for her; she couldn’t refuse just a meal.

…

Nighttime in London, dazzling and luxurious.

One luxury car after another came to a halt in front of the grand entrance of St. Ann Hall.