The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 300 - 300 300 Birds of a Feather

300: Chapter 300: Birds of a Feather 300: Chapter 300: Birds of a Feather Hong Kong Hospital.

After meticulous treatment, Wu Yu woke up before long.

In fact, he had not sustained any physical injuries, but had fallen into a coma due to a series of attacks and consequent shock alongside prolonged physical exertion.

After a few hours of rest, he regained consciousness.

“Miss Su, it’s you.” As Wu Yu opened his eyes, he saw Su Qingyu sitting on a chair beside him, massaging her temples.

“Mr.

Wu, you’re finally awake.

An Lan, go quickly and call the doctor.” Su Qingyu exclaimed joyfully, walking over to Wu Yu.

“Okay, I’ll go right now.” An Lan, also visibly excited by Wu Yu’s awakening, hurried out of the hospital room.

Before she could touch the doorknob, the door opened and a familiar face appeared in front of her.

“You…

how did you get here?” An Lan covered her mouth excitedly after recognizing the visitor, half surprised and half thrilled.

“I heard something happened and I rushed over.

Where’s Ailina?

Call her over.” The visitor was Ye Shikai; his face bore none of its usual mirth but was instead serious, showing tension and urgency.

“Okay, I’ll call her.

Qingyu is inside; go see her.” An Lan nodded and left the hospital room straight away.

“Qingyu, I’m here.” Ye Shikai quickly stepped into the hospital room and exchanged a glance with Su Qingyu, giving her a slight smile.

“Miss Su, who is this…” Wu Yu, seeing Ye Shikai, vaguely remembered having seen him at Tianya Group before—just a chance encounter without knowing his name.

“Mr.

Wu, this is my husband, Ye Shikai.” Su Qingyu stood up, took Ye Shikai’s hand, and introduced him to Wu Yu.

“Miss Su, so you are already married.” Wu Yu was slightly surprised.

In Yanjing, Su Qingyu, known as the aloof CEO, was famous for disregarding the advances of officials and tycoons, and there had been no news of her marriage.

Suddenly, a husband appeared.

“Yes, it’s just that it hasn’t been made public yet,” explained Ye Shikai.

“I see, nice to meet you, Mr.

Ye.” Wu Yu nodded, braced himself to sit up and reached out to shake hands with Ye Shikai.

“Mr.

Wu, please lie down; your body is still very weak.” Ye Shikai immediately stopped Wu Yu and then placed his hand on Wu Yu’s shoulder, channeling a stream of Inner Strength into his body.

In a short while, Wu Yu’s complexion visibly improved.

“Mr.

Wu, I need you to tell me about some things,” Ye Shikai urged once Wu Yu had stabilized.

“Please go ahead, Mr.

Ye.” Wu Yu replied softly.

“The person who rescued you is my subordinate.

I need you to tell me what exactly happened at that time.”

“I was leading a convoy to pick up Miss Su and her group when we were ambushed.

I was almost killed by them.

Thankfully, that person saved me.” Wu Yu spoke with rising excitement, recalling the thrilling and terrifying experience making him somewhat neurotic.

“Who captured that person then?” Ye Shikai quickly asked.

“It was something like… Refining Mo or such.” Wu Yu shook his head vaguely, muttering.

“Refining Mo.” Hearing this, Ye Shikai clenched his teeth in anger.

“He asked me to bring this back.” Wu Yu pointed to the black halberd beside him.

Ye Shikai recognized it immediately; it was Nightmare’s weapon.

Seeing this was akin to seeing Nightmare himself.

At this moment, a bodyguard walked in, respectfully stood by Wu Yu’s side, and whispered, “Young Master, we went with the police to that place; it’s been completely cleaned up already, without a trace of a gunfight, and the bodies of our brothers have disappeared.”

The bodyguard’s tone was filled with grief and indignation.

Those fallen bodyguards had trained together before, sharing a deep bond.

Yet now, their bodies couldn’t even be found.

After hearing this, Wu Yu furiously grabbed a ceramic cup from the table and smashed it to the ground, cursing out loud.

It was clear that these people had planned this in advance.

Analyzing from Wu Yu’s description, Ye Shikai understood that these people had already known Wu Yu’s itinerary, cleared the area in advance, ambushed, and then immediately cleaned up the scene to destroy all traces.

They were undoubtedly professionals.

Tomb Spirit Organization – definitely professionals.

But to perfectly execute an assassination, another person’s help was needed.

Wu Zijian.

In fact, Wu Yu had suspected Wu Zijian harbored ill-intentions against him, but because of that faint familial bond, Wu Yu still didn’t want to accept this reality.

However, the only person who could know Wu Yu’s schedule in advance was someone from the Wu Family.

“Qingyu, I need to talk to Mr.

Wu alone, please step out for a bit,” Ye Shikai turned and said.

“Alright, I’ll step out for now,” Su Qingyu, knowing her place, understood Ye Shikai must have something important to discuss, not suitable for her to hear.

After everyone had left, Ye Shikai took out a voice recorder from his pocket and tossed it onto Wu Yu’s bed.

“Listen to it yourself,” Ye Shikai said indifferently.

‘Trust me Mr.

Ji, Mr.

Wu has already enlisted the Tomb Spirit Organization, Wu Yu is as good as dead this time.’

In just a few sentences, Wu Yu’s face drastically changed, sporting a bizarre expression, as if he had swallowed a fly.

“This is a conversation between Ji Feng of the Ji Group and his subordinate,” Ye Shikai sighed, explaining, “Now you know who wants you dead, Mr.

Wu.” Both Ji Feng and Wu Zijian were of the same ilk, typical in cahoots with each other, unscrupulous in achieving their goals.

“Ah, family troubles, making Mr.

Ye see such a thing,” Wu Yu regained his composure and sighed.

“Mr.

Wu, your elder brother’s intentions are clear as day, and everyone knows it.

Please take care of your safety in the near future.”

“Tomb Spirit Organization…

these demons are back again; I wonder where he found them,” Wu Yu muttered to himself.

“Mr.

Wu, you know about the Tomb Spirit Organization too?” Ye Shikai asked curiously.

“My father mentioned them before because, at that time, those people were indeed ‘infamous’,” Wu Yu’s tone seemed mocking.

“At that time, the Tomb Spirit Organization was known in Hong Kong as hired assassins, and many merchants spared no expense to hire them for assassination of enemies,” Wu Yu said, both lamenting and mocking, “Not to make you laugh, Mr.

Ye, but at that time, the entire security industry in Hong Kong also thrived because of this.”

“Mr.

Wu, that Refining Mo, is the leader of the Tomb Spirit Organization, and my people, are still in his hands now.”

“Ah, I see, Mr.

Ye, I’m truly sorry; I didn’t know Refining Mo was the leader of the Tomb Spirit Organization.

Please rest assured, Mr.

Ye, I will mobilize all resources to rescue him as soon as possible.”