The Favored Heiress
Chapter 317: Master Yan Knows Someone From The Sixth Bureau

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Master Yan Knows Someone From The Sixth Bureau

The cabin door was slowly pushed open, and a young man in his twenties was the first to poke his head out.

He was young, yet he did not appear naïve; his handsome face was stern, his eyes under the eyebrow bones were bright and piercing,

The young man raised his left arm in a gesture of surrender, wary as he watched the bodyguards surrounding the helicopter, his gaze also constantly scanning the surroundings.

Until—

He Xi called out softly from behind the crowd, "They are people from the Sixth Bureau."

Everyone looked at her, and He Qing frowned, "Are you certain?"

He Xi nodded and walked up behind Shang Yu. She glanced at the way his arms were tightly wrapped around Li Qiao and, with a somewhat excited tone, said, "Shaoyan, I know this person, he’s from the Sixth Bureau’s operations department."

The man holding Li Qiao shifted slightly to look over his shoulder at her, coldly questioning He Xi, "Did you call them here?"

He Xi, eyeing Shang Yu, shook her head hastily, "Of course not, I just know him. I told you before that people from the Sixth Bureau would come to Parma, and now it looks like... they indeed came prepared."

With that said, He Xi’s gaze, filled with subtle implications, turned towards Li Qiao.

Clearly, the Sixth Bureau had come for her.

At this moment, He Xi scrutinized Li Qiao in Shang Yu’s embrace, asking meaningfully in a low voice, "Miss Li, have you had any contact with the Sixth Bureau before?"

No one responded.

The bodyguards and those near the helicopter stood off against each other, while He Qing and Huo Mang and others also stepped up behind Shang Yu.

They all heard He Xi’s question. If Li Qiao really had connections with the Sixth Bureau, with so many people present, keeping her safe shouldn’t be a problem.

But, had Shaoyan’s little girlfriend been frightened? She had been silent for quite a while.

Li Qiao did want to speak but the circumstances did not allow it.

She struggled a few times in Shang Yu’s embrace, finding it difficult to create even a sliver of space, but quickly spoke in a muffled voice, "Lighter... I can’t breathe."

Li Qiao almost suffocated in his embrace.

Perhaps out of lingering fear, so once Shang Yu made sure she was unharmed, he gripped her wrist that held the gun with one hand, and with the other, held her firmly in his arms.

The force was so strong that Li Qiao could feel the tension in the muscles of his body.

Shang Yu’s tense grip relaxed a bit. He lowered his eyes to look at her and let out a sigh, "Does it hurt?"

He Xi: "..."

Was this really the time to be concerned if she was in pain?

Li Qiao looked up from the man’s embrace to catch her breath and then pouted at her wrist, signaling him to let go.

Shang Yu followed her gaze, and indeed saw red marks on the girl’s delicate wrist from where he had gripped her.

The second he let go, a shadow fell over his handsome face, toward himself and also toward the people from the Sixth Bureau.

At this moment, He Xi, anxious in her wait, watched Shang Yu hand his gun to Luoyu, and then began gently massaging Li Qiao’s wrist; she frowned, not knowing what to say.

Once the Sixth Bureau made an appearance, they must have had certain people or information targeted, and one could not be careless.

After contemplating for a few seconds, He Xi turned to He Qing and the others and suggested, "How about I go ask? You guys stay back and watch for now."

Huo Mang, gazing at the young man who descended from the helicopter, nodded thoughtfully, "Then be careful, just in case they have ill intentions."

"It won’t be, I’ve dealt with him before, we’re quite familiar." After saying this, He Xi instinctively looked at Shang Yu, wanting to gauge his reaction.

After all, among those present, she was the only one with connections to the Sixth Bureau.

It might not be a distinguished honor, but at least it proved that He Xi was not just a pretty face without substance.

Certainly, she wouldn’t be like Li Qiao, scared to the point of hiding silent in a man’s embrace during such an unexpected event.

However, under He Xi’s gaze, Shang Yu remained intently focused on massaging Li Qiao’s wrist, as if he hadn’t heard her at all.

A touch of self-mockery flickered in her eyes, and she had again asked for disappointment.

He Xi covered her eyelids, turned around, and began walking forward.

By the helicopter, the young man was already standing on the viewing platform.

He was tall with long legs, dressed in black jeans, a pure white T-shirt with sneakers, and a gray casual jacket, simple yet fashionable and generous.

At this moment, He Xi walked past the group of bodyguards and approached the young man familiarly, greeting him, "Luhui, how come you suddenly came to Parma?"

Bai Luhui, the chief of Sixth Bureau’s Operations Department.

Though young, his capabilities were extremely outstanding.

At this time, He Xi didn’t notice another man sitting lazily in the rear cabin; her gaze was fixed on Bai Luhui, her smile unwavering.

Bai Luhui shifted his gaze from afar, glanced at He Xi, and greeted her distantly, "Miss He, hello."

They probably talked about men like Bai Luhui when they mentioned precocity.

Clearly young in age, but his actions and demeanor carried an excessively mature steadiness and oppression.

He Xi took a small step forward, looked up with a smile, and asked, "You haven’t answered me yet, why suddenly..."

Her words were still hanging in her mouth, but Bai Luhui had already walked past her towards the other side of the viewing platform, saying, "Sorry, I have something to do."

The smile on He Xi’s face stiffened.

She turned to watch the direction Bai Luhui was walking in; it seemed he was headed towards Shaoyan and Li Qiao.

He Xi felt snubbed, her expression no longer as amiable as before. Seeing Bai Luhui being stopped by the bodyguards, she was about to speak when Shang Yu’s voice, cold and detached, spoke out nearby, "Let him come over."

The bodyguards, operating with military precision, neatly stepped aside to make way.

Seeing this, Bai Luhui walked past without a glance.

He Xi paused for a few seconds, then hurriedly followed his steps.

She was worried that if a conflict arose later, she might be able to have Bai Luhui from the Sixth Bureau keep the peace for the sake of her face.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Luhui stood before Shang Yu. He lowered his head with a serious expression, his words surprising, "Master Yan, greetings."

It went silent around the viewing platform.

Did Shaoyan also know people from the Sixth Bureau?

At that moment, Shang Yu, with one arm hooked around Li Qiao, tucked her into his embrace and slowly turned to look at Bai Luhui. His eyes were cold and unfathomable, "Was it you who fired the gun?"

Bai Luhui lowered his head again, "I apologize, there was a sudden incident just now that disturbed Master Yan."

He neither confirmed nor denied it, but Shang Yu’s cold gaze had already moved past him to the helicopter not far away.

Inside, there was still a man seated.

Their gazes clashed through the crowd. In just a moment, the helicopter’s door was opened again by the pilot.

Another man with a lean physique stepped out, his stance more casual and nonchalant compared to Bai Luhui’s mature stability.

In terms of appearance, he was slightly less handsome than Bai Luhui, with a small scar on his left eyelid.

But the charm and arrogance he exuded in every move revealed his prideful nature.

Upon closer inspection, one could even discern a hint of familiarity.

Because that lazy demeanor was exactly like Li Qiao’s.

This man was Shen Qingye, the 25-year-old captain of the Sixth Bureau Intelligence Department.

The moment Shen Qingye stepped off the helicopter, a breeze swept across the viewing platform, lifting the hem of his casual jacket and revealing a white ivory Colt.