The beautiful CEO falls in love with me
Chapter 668 - 647:

Chapter 668: Chapter 647:

Subsequently, Zhang Yantong saw Ye Chen off to the airport. Ye Chen took a direct flight from Tongzhou City to Shanghai, and from there, he flew to Japan, landing at Fukuoka Airport. Zhang Yantong watched as Ye Chen entered the passageway to the airport, standing in the hall, a familiar song echoed through the airport’s grand hall.

"I tried to change for you, but I couldn’t alter the foreshadowing set in place, thinking being by your side meant forever, as if it were only yesterday, but yesterday is now far away, yet when I close my eyes I can still see, it’s a pity it’s not you, accompanying me to the end, we used to walk together but then we lost our way at that intersection, I’m thankful it was you, who once held my hand..."

It was Liang Jingru’s "What A Pity It’s Not You" that once again reached Zhang Yantong’s ears, but she just smiled. She laughed as she gazed at Ye Chen’s retreating figure, and then she shouted loudly, "Ye Chen, I will always be with you, until the end of time!"

Ye Chen was startled, turned around, and looked at Zhang Yantong, revealing a brilliant smile. He understood that Zhang Yantong was an important woman in his life, an inseparable one, and he shouted back, "Wait for me, I’ll be back!"

The surrounding people watching the young couple thought they were parting.

Rustle...

The crowd responded with warm applause, the youth of today seem to hold a rather light and flimsy view of love, with marriages and break-ups happening every day. But this young couple was different, showing such reluctance and difficulty in parting at the airport, even daring to declare their love in public. It was evident how much they cherished each other in their lives.

Ye Chen boarded the plane and left Tongzhou City.

Zhang Yantong watched the slowly ascending aircraft, a trace of moisture forming in her eyes. Indeed, it seemed a woman truly entered a different realm once that layer was broken. At this moment, Zhang Yantong suddenly realized Ye Chen had truly entered her heart. She would worry for him, she would stress over him.

...

In Japan Tokyo, located near Hanzo Gate in the Chiyoda District, the headquarters of Zhu Group stored ahead. A luxury car slowly approached, and the guards at the gate, upon seeing it, immediately opened the grand doors, allowing the car to enter. The car parked in the parking area and then several people alighted from the vehicle. The first to get out from the back seat was a man in black, who after opening the door and scanning the surroundings, respectfully said, "Sect Leader!"

"Mmm!" A young woman’s voice came from the car.

Then, the woman descended from the car, wearing a flowing white gown, like a fairy in white. This scene caused those from Zhu Group responsible for receiving the guests to be dazzled. They couldn’t help but exclaim in their hearts: OMG, such a beautiful woman, that figure, that white gown fluttering.

However, the girl’s childish voice made everyone involuntarily gasp in shock.

"Soda shina, a young girl, huh?" one of the Zhu Group members with a rifle chuckled as he glanced at a guard nearby.

"Isn’t that right? So tender, really makes one want to pin her down and violate her, violate her, and keep on violating!" The guard drooled as he starred at the White-clothed Great Master’s round bottom.

While the two men were joking around, suddenly, a white shadow flashed by, followed by a bloody scene. The two Zhu Group members instantly turned into a pile of mush, with no one seeing how they died or how they were dismembered. The only thing visible was the falling skeletons from the air and the bits and pieces of flesh and blood.

Hisss...

People at the scene couldn’t help but inhale sharply. The White-clothed Great Master certainly wielded immense power, indeed shrouded in mystery, strong enough that probably none of the guards on-site were a match for her. This made Zhu Group’s people extremely nervous, if this individual meant them harm, then all of them combined wouldn’t stand a chance against her.

"Sect Leader, please calm your anger!" Fujiwara Ichiro hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Hmph, such people deserve to die!" the White Robed Sect Leader said angrily, and even when angry, her voice still sounded sweet.

"Yes, indeed they deserved death, but you’re here on important business. Why get angry over such people?" seeing that the Sect Leader was a young girl, Fujiwara Ichiro said with a smile: "Besides, you’re so young and beautiful, what if you aged because of anger? Wouldn’t that be a loss?"

It had to be said that Fujiwara Ichiro was a natural psychologist, almost thoroughly understanding a woman’s psyche. Therefore, his words quickly took effect, and the White-clothed Great Master nodded, saying, "You’re right, I shouldn’t get angry over such people, what if I became old?"

After speaking, she immediately turned her head and walked inside, followed closely by several men in black from the Church Court.

"Hurry up and clean this mess!" Fujiwara Ichiro glared at the several guards who had kept their distance, these cowards, all scared to death, as if they were afraid of becoming the next headless corpse.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

They looked at the two corpses, inwardly relieved that they hadn’t been disrespectful to the woman in white, otherwise they might have been the ones to suffer. So, they were all quite pleased with themselves. But, when it came to dealing with the skeletal remains, they didn’t know how to proceed.

"Never mind, just douse them with gasoline and cremate them here!" someone suggested.

"Alright!" The others immediately seconded the suggestion.

Soon after, someone fetched gasoline, and another began to prepare to start the fire.

The White Robed Sect Leader was led in amid starry-eyed adoration, and Fujiwara Ichiro, upon seeing the other party’s formidable strength, couldn’t help but respect him even more. The Japanese have always had a great respect for those stronger than themselves. This is the so-called Samurai Spirit. They respect the strong and bully the weak. Put simply, it’s a matter of being a bully and fearing the tough.

"Sect Leader, please, Mr. Xiong Tai has already prepared a banquet awaiting your arrival!" Fujiwara Ichiro led the way.

"Mmm," the White Robed Sect Leader nodded.

Guided by Fujiwara Ichiro, he finally entered a room. Fujiwara Ichiro proceeded to the front hall, sat down to remove his shoes, opened the door, and turned to enter. The White Robed Sect Leader complained, "The Japanese are such a hassle, requiring so many rituals just to enter!"

Although she had complaints, she always remembered the Red Clothes Great Master’s instructions to always respect local customs and that, even as a member of the Church Court, one should not bully others with power. Therefore, the young woman could only imitate Fujiwara Ichiro’s actions, went up to the front hall, then removed her shoes and walked in.

"White Robed Sect Leader, what a pleasure to meet you!" Xiong Tai came out to greet her.

"Hehe, President Xiong Tai, I’m very pleased to meet you too!" the White Robed Sect Leader said with a light smile.

"Meeting the White Robed Sect Leader is a great honor for me!" Xiong Tai hurriedly said he dared not take credit. He respectfully added, "Come, please sit. I’ve prepared a table with drinks and dishes, I hope the White Robed Sect Leader won’t disdain it!"

"Not at all, let’s sit and talk while eating!" The young woman seemed quite at ease, as if she were accustomed to grand scenes.

Afterward, she sat down, and the men in black stood by the door, two on each side. Xiong Tai and Fujiwara Ichiro originally thought they could see her true face while she ate, but unexpectedly, the White Robed Sect Leader didn’t even remove the veil from her face while eating. Instead, her pale and delicate hand gently lifted the veil, and then she used her chopsticks. She laughed and said, "Not bad, Japanese cuisine indeed has its essence. But I prefer Chinese food!"

"Hm?" Xiong Tai was taken aback and then asked with a smile, "Judging by your facial features and the sound of your voice, if I’m not mistaken, you must be Chinese, right?"

"That’s correct!" the woman nodded and said, "Among the four great leaders of the Church Court, both the Red Clothes Great Master and I are Chinese, the other two are not!"

"That’s wonderful, we’re neighbors after all!" Xiong Tai laughed heartily.

"Why didn’t you remember we were neighbors and show some mercy when you invaded China back then?" The White Robed Sect Leader’s one comment immediately shocked Xiong Tai. However, the White-clothed Great Master quickly realized she had misspoken and hurriedly said with a laugh, "Hehe, I’m only joking, I hope you won’t take offense!"

"Haha, not at all!" Xiong Tai immediately laughed it off and said, "May I know what brings the White Robed Sect Leader to Japan this time?"

"Mm, this time I have received a secret mission from the Red Clothes Great Master, hence I came to meet Mr. Xiong Tai!" The White Robed Sect Leader said with a casual smile, "We are now in a cooperative relationship. As high ranking members of the Church Court, it’s necessary for us to meet with you, to offer reassurance; also, on this mission, I hope Mr. Xiong Tai will be vigilant about a gang in Fukuoka that is on the rise. You must pay attention to their movements; they are not simple. Surely you must have heard of Ye Chen from China? The Heavenly Reversal Gang, viewed as legendary by the whole world, that’s them!"

"What?!" Both Xiong Tai and Fujiwara Ichiro couldn’t help exclaiming in shock. They had never imagined that the Heavenly Reversal Gang had expanded their reach to Japan.

"That’s right!" The White Robed Sect Leader nodded and smiled, "There is a gang in Fukuoka by the name of Bang Tianni; Bang Tianni is the name of a small town in Fukuoka, which might not catch your attention. But try translating that name into Japanese and then read it backward with Chinese pronunciation!"

"Heavenly Reversal Gang?!" Xiong Tai was immediately stunned, and Fujiwara Ichiro was taken aback as well.