The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 341 - 341 341 Aftermath

341: Chapter 341 Aftermath 341: Chapter 341 Aftermath “Eh, why is it you?” Ye Shikai was startled by Zi Yun, suddenly stepping back and knocking the back of his head against the bed frame.

“Hmph, why can’t it be me?” Zi Yun replied with a sinking face and pouted dissatisfaction.

“Alright then, where are the others, and how come you’re the only one left?” Ye Shikai shifted his body, the wounds on his chest and back causing immeasurable pain.

Recalling the last time he was pierced through by the Soul Destroyer, Ye Shikai still had lingering fears—if the blade hadn’t hit his right chest but his left…

“Okay, brother, don’t move.

I just applied medicine to you after the surgery; if you move, the wound will split open again.” Zi Yun stepped forward, placing a hand on Ye Shikai’s body to prevent him from moving.

According to Blade Spirit, the evil energy from Soul Destroyer was still lingering in Ye Shikai’s body, and that half-baked fellow didn’t even mention the consequences.

Blade Spirit grumbled: Who are you calling half-baked?

“Now it’s the middle of the night, of course, everyone else has gone to sleep.

It’s my turn to keep watch tonight,” Zi Yun said proudly.

In fact, at the beginning, Su Qingyu and Luo Shiqi insisted on staying by his side, but eventually, they decided to draw lots to take night watches after everyone persuaded them.

“I see.

Let’s talk more tomorrow then,” Ye Shikai turned onto his side, planning to continue sleeping.

“Alright then, brother, good night,” Zi Yun initially wanted to chat more but seeing Ye Shikai looking like he had just recovered from a serious illness, he dispensed with the idea.

…

“Oh man, why are there so many people?” In the morning, when Ye Shikai groggily opened his eyes, what caught his sight was more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at each other awkwardly.

Glancing up at the clock on the wall, it was already eleven o’clock, and everyone had arrived long ago.

They just hadn’t disturbed him since they saw he was still asleep.

“How are you feeling?” At this time, a gentle and familiar voice sounded beside Ye Shikai’s ear.

When he looked up, the visitor was Su Qingyu; her eyes were faintly red, and her hair untidy, as if she hadn’t rested well.

“Not bad,” Ye Shikai moved his body a bit, feeling not as painful as before.

He circulated his Inner Strength, and his spirit slowly became revitalized.

Based on past experience, Inner Strength could help wounds heal quickly, but it didn’t seem to work on the injuries caused by Soul Destroyer.

The knife wound on his chest had been stitched up but had not yet scabbed over.

“Where are Nightmare and Illusion Fox?” Ye Shikai looked around at the people and suddenly asked.

“They’re fine, nothing has happened,” Soul Destroyer replied.

Then, with a meaningful tone, added, “And right now, those two are quite affectionate.”

“Mr.

Ye, are you alright?” At this moment, the door to the ward was suddenly opened, and the visitor was Wu Yu.

The two bodyguards behind him placed a basket of fruits on the table, and Wu Yu hurried to Ye Shikai’s bedside.

“I’m fine, had a fight with the Tomb Spirit Organization, just picked up some bruises,” Ye Shikai replied with a light smile, showing an indifferent attitude.

Seeing Wu Yu’s concerned expression, Ye Shikai already guessed the purpose of his visit.

“Mr.

Wu, was your brother Wu Zijian murdered?” Ye Shikai said indifferently.

“Yes, Wu Zijian was assassinated at his mansion last night.” Wu Yu revealed a bitter smile.

His feelings now must be as complex as his expression—mixed feelings indeed.

Wu Zijian did many evil things, even personally causing Wu Liang’s death.

Now, an assassin has avenged him.

On one hand, even if the relationship between the brothers was poor, they still shared the same mother.

Although there was no brotherly warmth to cry over the ramparts, and no support in the face of humiliation from outsiders, at the end of the day, Wu Zijian was still a descendant of the Wu Family, Wu Yu’s older brother.

His heart was still very heavy, especially since Wu Liang had only recently died tragically, and now Wu Zijian had followed.

It was this complexity of emotions that left Wu Yu unsure whether to feel relieved or grief-stricken…

Regarding the assassin, Ye Shikai did not mention Illusion Fox.

Since Nightmare had decided to take her in, Ye Shikai would not trouble her.

This account would ultimately fall on the Tomb Spirit Organization’s head.

After all, everything that happened to the Wu Family was inseparable from the Tomb Spirit Organization.

Both Wu Liang and Wu Zijian died at their hands.

But then again, Ye Shikai was more curious; wasn’t the Tomb Spirit Organization Wu Zijian’s accomplice?

How did they suddenly turn on him and kill their own master?

…

The news of Wu Zijian’s death quickly spread throughout Hong Kong.

Once the news broke, both the political and business circles of Hong Kong were shocked, disbelieving until they saw the Wu Family hanging white banners and cloth again, confirming the news formally.

The former Family Head, Wu Liang, had only passed away a few days ago, and Wu Zijian had already died a violent death.

Everyone sighed while mourning the dead.

At the same time, Hong Kong was going through another major reshuffle, and the stock price of the Wu Group plummeted.

For the middle class, losing all their stock investments would probably be the most despairing.

On the other hand, the upper echelons of society avoided the Wu Family as much as possible and tried to avoid related topics as much as possible.

The reason was only one: bad luck.

…

In the Wu Group’s senior conference room.

Almost all the antiques and executives of the Wu Group gathered here.

In the last few days, the Wu Group had been headless, and many people had sold off their shares.

The foundation of this business empire was facing a crisis.

“Bang.” Suddenly, the door to the conference room was opened, and everyone turned back to look at the newcomer.

Dressed in a sharp suit, Wu Yu quickly walked to a seat at the left side of the long table near the center and sat down.

“Second son, please take the seat of honor.” Suddenly, an elder of the Wu Family said, his tone full of respect.

It has always been the case that sons inherit their father’s business, so with Wu Zijian gone, Wu Yu should be the next Chairman.

“Second son, since the Chairman has passed away, you should be the new Chairman,” several people said one after another.

They had one thing in common—they were all sitting on the left side of the conference table.

These people were some of the executives of the group.

They were not members of the Wu Family, but they were the backbone of the Wu Group.

They had long been dissatisfied with the nepotic practices of Wu Zijian and Wu Ke, but they did not dare to openly resist due to the two men’s status.

Now that Wu Zijian was dead, they saw hope once again.

In contrast, on the right side, those people’s faces were gloomy, looking as if someone had died; it did not take much to guess that these people were mostly collateral members of the Wu Family.

They were all spoiled rich kids with no real talent or learning.

During Wu Zijian’s tenure, they were assigned high positions with the only condition being their support for Wu Zijian.

They were already headless, but they were very tacitly looking at the empty seat at the forefront of the right side, waiting for someone’s arrival.

“Bang.” The door to the conference room was opened again, and a middle-aged man slowly walked in.

“My apologies to everyone for being late.”