My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks
Chapter 725 - 731 Mysterious Important Figure_1

Chapter 725: 731 Mysterious Important Figure_1

Zhou Ziqing sought out Aunt Hong early the next morning to share the good news. "Aunt Hong, what should we do?" she asked.

Aunt Hong calmly took a puff of her cigarette, a hint of irony crossing her icy face. "I didn’t expect Qin Muchuan to be so greedy. He even wants twenty million. Should we give him all our money?" she speculated.

Zhou Ziqing spoke softly, "Should we not bother with him then?"

"Absolutely not!" Aunt Hong laughed. "Quite the opposite, we should put him in charge!"

Zhou Ziqing did not question why. She knew why.

"We can use this opportunity to threaten him into working for us!" Aunt Hong proposed sinisterly.

Zhou Ziqing smirked, "Aunt Hong, you always know what to do!"

Aunt Hong stared back, "Indeed. In this way, Muchuan will be further under your control. If he disobeys you, just hand over his criminal evidence to the police. I don’t believe he will dare to treat you poorly!"

"Aunt Hong!" Zhou Ziqing cried out playfully.

Aunt Hong scoffed, "What’s wrong with that? Women have to be smart when dealing with men. To conquer a man is not just about emotions but strategies as well. You’ve done great in this regard by getting Muchuan on your side. His wife is really stupid!"

Zhou Ziqing grinned, "Luckily, Muchuan is the sentimental type. He has attachments to old things. What about emotions then!"

Aunt Hong gave her a pointed look before giving a reminder. "But be careful not to get too close with his father, it will ruin our plans!"

Zhou Ziqing blushed, "I know. I’ve been avoiding him recently and I’ve explained our interests clearly. Besides, when that incident was reported, he felt embarrassed and hasn’t been bothering me these past few days!"

"Well, that’s good!" Aunt Hong nodded in approval.

"I’m leaving now, Aunt Hong!"

"Okay."

With Aunt Hong’s approval, Zhou Ziqing hastened out of the room.

Despite her immense wealth, Aunt Hong lived in an ordinary civilian residence in B City. A fact that would surprise anyone.

Qin Muchuan, sitting in an inconspicuous jeep, watched as Zhou Ziqing left the residence by taxi.

"Who do you think she was meeting?" Xiao Qingyao asked.

"It might just be the person we’re looking for!" Qin Muchuan answered quietly.

"No way, would he really expose himself so easily? I don’t think he has any reason to be in B City yet!"

"Why not?" Qin Muchuan cast his friend a glance.

"He’s the one pulling the strings behind the scenes. There’s no reason he’d risk coming to B City so easily. B City isn’t just anywhere, our national security is unparalleled. If he just shows up here, he’s essentially walking into a trap."

"On the contrary, don’t forget the saying ’the most dangerous place is the safest place.’ With the USA and Brazil currently after him together with his past deeds that angered the biggest Mafia Gang Leader in America, there’s no way he’d stay in America. Right now, our country is the best place for him to hide." Qin Muchuan analyzed with narrowed eyes.

"You have a point there ..." Xiao Qingyao agreed. However, he found it hard to believe that such a big shot could be right in B City, living in such an ordinary residential area which was astonishing.

"Also, don’t forget that his son’s death anniversary is approaching. Back then...he vowed to get revenge for his son within eight years, and now the time is almost up!" Qin Muchuan said with a bitter smile.

Smacking the steering wheel, Xiao Qingyao remembered this issue and his heart filled with fear. "You’re so right, how could I forget about it!"

"Although I handled it well back then... he still managed to get some information and found out that it was someone from Z Country who had killed his son!" Qin Muchuan’s gaze turned distant, as he was reminded of his past.

There was the toughest living environment, his closest comrades... and there were also scenes that he never wished to recall in this lifetime.

One thing was certain though, if he could go back in time, he would have made the same choices.

Xiao Qingyao glanced up at the building. "It seems like we need to keep a close watch on this place and ensure our security! Otherwise, it’s too dangerous for the people living here!"

Qin Muchuan nodded. "But we mustn’t be too conspicuous or we’ll scare him off!"

"That’s true!" Xiao Qingyao was still confused. "But what does this ’Red Wolf’ look like? Is he round or flat? Is he even a foreigner? It’s strange that with such advanced technology, there isn’t a single photo of him and no one even knows who he is!"

"Well, the more challenging it is, the more fun it is to do it, isn’t it!"

"That’s certainly true!"

Just as Xiao Qingyao started the car, a woman came out of the residential area’s main gate.

This woman was about forty, tall and slender, with particularly cold and beautiful features, like a model.

Xiao Qingyao could not help but steal another glance, surprised, he commented, "Look at this woman. Although she is getting old, she must have been a beautiful woman when she was young!"

Due to the angle, Qin Muchuan only caught a glimpse of her back.

He didn’t really pay attention. "Rest assured, your wife will also be charming when she reaches her forties or fifties!"

Xiao Qingyao sighed, "I would rather she becomes a bit old and ugly. This way I can relax more and don’t have to face a woman’s assault every day."

Qin Muchuan furrowed his brows. "Are you worried that you... won’t be able to perform when you reach your fifties?"

Xiao Qingyao coughed, "How could that be? How could I not perform? Don’t forget, back when we were in the troops, your physical ability wasn’t as good as mine!"

Qin Muchuan smirked, "But I also heard that once you got a cold and insisted on finishing a five-kilometer loaded run. The result was that it seriously affected your kidney function. I heard you were even hospitalized for a while, right?"

Xiao Qingyao became serious, "Damn it, who’s spreading these rumors!"

Qin Muchuan chuckled, the first time he had done so since the previous day.