Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife Chapter 1067 - Meeting Han Mubai

Chapter 1067: Meeting Han Mubai

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At that moment, Yun Bixue really felt the urge to kill An Yexuan. However, her logic told her that she could not do it now—it was not the right time.

However, this was a terrific chance, so she would not let it slip out of her hand.

She scanned the surroundings and confirmed that there was no one else around. She did not know whether it was because An Yexuan was too conceited, or he actually believed her that much. Furthermore, he did not even arrange for a bodyguard or a.s.sistant to stay by his side.

She thought for a while and went out to find Ah Mei. She instructed her to bring a woman over, and that the woman must be a willing party before knocking the woman out.

After making the arrangements, Yun Bixue took a gla.s.s of beer and forced it down An Yexuan’s throat, making sure that he would be thoroughly unconscious.

She then dragged him on the bed and pulled off his clothes.

Not long after, Ah Mei carried a woman in.

“Quick, put her on the bed. Let the two of them hug each other to look more intimate.”

Although Ah Mei did not know why Young Madam was doing this, she still did as she was told and put the woman in position.

Yun Bixue asked Ah Mei to take out her phone to snap a few photos. After making sure that the photos were clearly taken, she finally stopped.

“Young Madam, are they—”

“Shh. I have a use for this.” An Yexuan had a reputation of being an upright man in the capital. With this in her hands, she now had a bargaining chip. Most importantly, if she showed this to Chu Fei’er when she appeared, she wondered what kind of effect it would bring?”

Thinking about it made her look forward to that day.

Yun Bixue’s expression was utterly cold as she recalled the heartless things An Yexuan did to her and her family. She would no longer be so foolish anymore.

She glanced at An Yexuan on the bed and said, “When we meet again, we will no longer have any nice words to say to each other. That will be the time when I’ll deal with the An family.”

Once she closed the room to the suite, Yun Bixue asked Ah Mei to go and find Ah Qiu while she waited outside for them.

In fact, when she threw a glance at them before she went in, she had let Ah Qiu gather some information about the Elite Tower so that she would have some useful information that she could put to use later.

As she drank a little too fast just now, her stomach began to hurt. She started to cough, so she went to the washroom and threw up a bit before coming out.

Walking out while supporting herself against the wall, she suddenly noticed a man stepping out of the other suite.

It was Han Mubai!

Yun Bixue immediately turned, but it was too late. Han Mubai was holding a doc.u.ment in his hands when he said to the few people by his side, “You guys can go back first. I still have some matters here.”

When Yun Bixue was in front of the elevator, she covered her face as she desperately tried to sneak inside. However, Han Mubai grabbed her arm at once.

“Hey, you! You haven’t brought the wine that I wanted!” As he said that, he even considerately pressed the down b.u.t.ton for the other people.

Yun Bixue wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Why did she have to b.u.mp into him of all people?

“I want to go down!”

“I say, Miss, we meet again.” Han Mubai stared at Yun Bixue with an interested and playful look.

Yun Bixue waved him off and said, “Erm, Sir, I don’t think I know you.”

“You don’t know me, but I know you. Seeing how you’re wearing an attendant’s outfit, you must be working here. That’s great. My suite is lacking staff now, so come with me for a while.”

Yun Bixue felt her tongue rolling about in her mouth. “Erm, I have other things to do.”

Yun Bixue kept her head down, and she could hear laughter ringing across the top of her head. “Why? Are you afraid that I will eat you up? You must know that if you serve me well, you won’t need to work here anymore.”

Yun Bixue only felt a drop of cold sweat rolling down her forehead. Han Mubai really had a huge misunderstanding of her now. “No, no. Sir, your taste must be really good. I can’t match up to your taste.”