Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 106: The Bloody Stone

Chapter 106: Chapter 106: The Bloody Stone

Ye Yaxin’s eyes were fixed on Xiao Yifeng, her nose twitched slightly.

"French Carl Perfume," Ye Yaxin swept a glance at Xiao Yifeng and said, "It seems you spent last night with a beautiful woman."

"You can smell that?" Xiao Yifeng was somewhat surprised. He lifted his arm to sniff and indeed there was a strong fragrance of perfume, specifically Hong Mei’s scent. They had battled the previous night, and naturally, their bodies were coated in each other’s perfume. However, he hadn’t taken a bath before coming out today, which led to Ye Yaxin detecting the scent immediately. This made Xiao Yifeng realize that he should take a proper bath after such activities in the future.

Ye Yaxin’s expression turned cold, her face frosty as she watched Xiao Yifeng.

Xiao Yifeng looked slightly embarrassed and said, "I just had a little drink with a beautiful woman, and besides, you said we wouldn’t interfere in each other’s lives, right?"

Ye Yaxin’s brows furrowed slightly, a hint of unusual color flashing in her eyes as she said, "Even though we don’t interfere in each other’s lives, I hope you’ll let me know in advance if you’re not going to come home. This house isn’t a hotel where you can come and go as you please, and try to touch fewer women out there. Your current identity is as Ye Yaxin’s fiancé, and it’s best not to cause any scandals."

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely remember that, President. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now."

"Do you know Young Master Foster?" Ye Yaxin’s gaze was fixed on Xiao Yifeng as she suddenly asked.

"Foster? What’s that? I don’t know him," Xiao Yifeng shook his head, feigning ignorance.

"You may leave," Ye Yaxin turned her eyes away and said.

As he left the office, Xiao Yifeng narrowed his eyes and took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Dear War Emperor, what do you need from me?" came Foster’s voice through the phone.

"Are you still in Tianhai?"

"Of course, but I’ll probably be leaving in a couple of days. What do you need?"

"I have something that I need you to do quickly," Xiao Yifeng said and explained what he needed to be done to the other party.

After listening, Foster laughed and said, "Just this little thing? It lacks any technical complexity."

"No back talk. If you can’t handle it, I’ll have you lying down on the way back to M Country," Xiao Yifeng huffed and hung up the phone.

In a villa in Tianhai, full of traditional Chinese style, Qin Wanting was dressed in a black dress, graceful and elegant.

Sitting in front of her was an old man in a Tang suit, with white hair and a spirited look, exuding an elegant and scholarly aura, who was Qin Wanting’s grandfather, Qin Mo.

"Wan Ting, you are twenty-five this year, right? That’s not young anymore. When will you bring a grandson-in-law home for grandpa?"

Qin Mo said to Qin Wanting in a light tone.

"Grandpa, I don’t want to talk about these things right now, so you don’t have to worry," Qin Wanting involuntarily replied.

"Director Du had mentioned to me before about you and his son Wen Xing, and I think that Wen Xing is quite..."

"Grandpa, I don’t like him," Qin Wanting interrupted firmly.

At this moment, a nanny-like woman walked in and addressed Qin Mo, "Old Master, there is a Mr. Du Wenxing outside asking to see you."

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear," Qin Mo said with a smile. "Let him in."

Qin Wanting’s brows furrowed slightly. Soon, Du Wenxing entered carrying a wooden box, wearing a spotless suit and a bright smile.

"Grandfather Qin, Wan Ting is here too," Du Wenxing entered with great politeness.

"Wen Xing is here, please, have a seat," said Qin Mo with a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Qin Wanting eyed Du Wenxing with some displeasure.

"My father previously acquired a treasure by accident. He said it should be gifted to someone with destiny, and I believe that as a renowned treasure appraisal master, Grandpa Qin is the most fitting recipient," Du Wenxing said with a smile.

"You flatter me, Wen Xing," Qin Mo responded with a calm demeanor, but the next second, ripples of emotion crossed his placid face.

Then Du Wenxing opened the wooden box he was holding, and suddenly, a crystalline and translucent ring appeared in front of Qin Mo, flashing a glint of shiny light.

"This... this is..." Qin Mo’s eyes sparkled as he carefully picked up the ring and examined it closely.

"Could this be the Jade Qian Ring worn by the Song Dynasty ancestor, Emperor Zhao Kuangyin?" Qin Mo exclaimed in shock.

"What? The Jade Qian Ring?" Qin Wanting was equally astonished, her gaze turning towards the crystalline and translucent ring.

With a smile, Du Wenxing said, "Exactly, this ring is the Jade Qian Ring. My father got it by chance and specifically came to present it to Grandpa Qin."

"How can this be right? This ring is priceless; I cannot accept it," said Qin Mo, hastily shaking his head.

"Grandpa Qin, please loosen up. Consider this ring a token of my sentiments. I want Wanting to be my girlfriend," said Du Wenxing, glancing towards Qin Wanting.

"Impossible? Don’t even think about it," snapped Qin Wanting.

"Wanting, I..."

Ding-ling-ling...

Just then, Qin Wanting’s phone suddenly rang. She answered it, and her expression changed a few times.

"What happened?" Qin Mo curiously looked at Qin Wanting.

"Grandpa, someone in Dalang Village, under the jurisdiction of Tianhai City, has discovered a blood-colored stone. It’s very strange, and some suspect it might be some exotic treasure. I’m planning to go have a look," said Qin Wanting.

"A blood-colored stone?" Qin Mo’s brow furrowed slightly.

"Alright, Grandpa, I’m going to head out now," said Qin Wanting, picking up her bag and leaving the villa before Du Wenxing could say another word, his eyes flashing with a hint of annoyance.

At the Ye Corporation, Xiao Yifeng returned to the sales department, continuing his monotonous work life, when suddenly, Fang Siqi at his side let out a surprised gasp while looking at her computer.

"To think there’s a blood-colored stone, how strange."

"What blood-colored stone?" Xiao Yifeng asked curiously, looking at Fang Siqi.

"The news that just broke on the internet. They’re saying in a village under our Tianhai City, a villager accidentally discovered a blood-colored stone, sparking a lot of discussions," Fang Siqi said, pointing at the news on the computer.

The news article included a photo, which showed a completely blood-red stone the size of an adult’s fist; it indeed looked very strange.

However, upon seeing this stone, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze flickered, as if he were thinking about something.

"Brother Xiao, what are you thinking about?" Fang Siqi’s voice unexpectedly rang out.

"Oh, nothing. By the way, do you know the address of this village?" Xiao Yifeng asked.