The Best Actor's Courtship: Miss Scriptwriter, Please Love Me! Chapter 128 I Will Deal With It Directly

Murong Ye's face became even colder and darker, looking at Master Bao with chilling eyes.

Master Bao was shocked with slight fear. He became more and more guilty while he still didn't know where he had offended Master Murong—he was almost a G.o.d that n.o.body dared to offend.

"Master Bao's fellows are not cowards, are they?" Murong Ye asked. His voice was not loud but possessed a sense of coldness and gloom, which could make people chill. His voice was freezing cold to the bone and his eyes were even colder, making people afraid to look straight at his eyes.

After hearing that, Master Bao frowned slightly, he couldn't help but turn eyes to his subordinates. The few people around him didn't dare to breathe at all, just standing by with their heads down, like statues.

"I don't know how my people got in trouble with Master Murong. Master Murong, please speak straight and give me some hints." Master Bao's words were too polite, which, more obviously, showed his fear deep in the heart.

"Humph! How dare your subordinates kidnap my person? I suppose, indeed, now the Murongs are gradually losing its position."

"What? How come? My people never dare disrespect your people. How dare they kidnap your people? Is there any misunderstandings in between?"

"Misunderstandings? Master Bao, why don't you just say directly that I, Murong Ye, have wronged you, or say that I am making trouble out of nothing, asking for troubles for myself."

Murong Ye said these words lightly with ease, but his words got on the listener's nerves. So much so that cold sweats bedewed Master Bao's forehead slightly, with his palms wet with perspiration. He rubbed his hands gently on his pants.

"Of course I dare not say so, but I really don't know who, a stupid fellow without eyes, dare do such a thing. If I knew, I would certainly not spare him easily and I would definitely give you, Master Murong, an explanation."

"I don't need explanation. I will deal with it myself. I just come to inform you, Master Bao. Hope you will not defend your fellows at that time."

"It's nothing for me. No matter whom you, Master Murong, want to punish, once he is in my hands, he will be at your disposal. I dare not say anything, naturally."

"I think what you mean is still that I, Murong Ye, am making trouble out of nothing?"

"No, no, no, that's absolutely not what I mean. Master Murong, well, please state kindly and clearly who that short-eyed b.a.s.t.a.r.d is. I would also like to remind Xiao Shumen of that."

"Du Biao. Is this your man, Master Bao?"

Master Bao pondered for a moment, then turned to the several subordinates standing aside and asked coldly, "Do you know Du Biao?"

The several subordinates aside also thought for a moment, and then all shook their heads. One of the men with tattoos on both arms suddenly stopped, and said, "Yes, Master Bao, I recalled the name. It seems that there is a man named Du Biao, working under Xiao Wu. This afternoon, I heard Xiao Wu say that one of his men was caught by the police. Xiao Wu seemed to say that the man was an attempted kidnapper. And Du Biao was exactly the name Xiao Wu referred to at that time."

After hearing this, Master Bao turned to Murong Ye and said, "Is that the man you are talking about, Master Murong. This son of a b.i.t.c.h!"

"Exactly! He was sent into the police station by my men."

"Indeed, it was my men! Then it's my responsibility for offending you. I failed to discipline my men. I, Master Bao, am here to apologize to you first for what happened, Master Murong!"

After saying that, Master Bao picked up the gla.s.s in front of him, drinking up all the wine in the cup, and then pouring another gla.s.s of wine, continued to take a gulp and drink all of it. Master Bao finished three cups of wine without stopping in such a way before he put the cup back onto the table. Having wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, he then sat back and relaxed.

"Master Murong, this time, it is my man who gets into trouble. I don't know how you, Master Murong, want me to apologize and compensate. I have been in the gang for such a long time, and my reputation is not a hollow one, coming from nothing. If you, Master Murong, say a word, I will not blink my eyes to do as you said."

"Well, all I want is your promise, Master Bao. After that, I will let my people contact you, Master Bao, and I will deal with that guy."

Then, Murong Ye got up and making his way outside the room straightly, without even a glimpse over Master Bao.

When he approached the door, Murong Ye suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "By the way, I have a child who was also abducted this afternoon. Master Bao, you'd better check whether it is your men who did it. If my men find out who did it, I will deal with them directly."

After he said the last word, a sharp chill flashed over his eyes, causing a shudder of fear which ran through Master Bao's heart.

After Murong Ye closed the door and left, Master Bao sat back and completely collapsed in the sofa, leaning against its back. His forehead was wet with sweat, and the clothes on his back were all wet. He felt like as if his body was hollowed out with no strength left. Confrontation with Murong Ye, even without talking, would be definitely kind of torture.

Some of his subordinates standing by his side were even weaker, almost kneeling down on the ground. Among them, the tattooed man trembled and asked, "So, Master Bao, what shall we do now?"

Master Bao turned to the tattooed man with an angry look on his face. He had hoped that the tattooed man could be cleverer. He said, "Do you still need to ask me such a f.u.c.king simple question? Hurry up and go to find out the f.u.c.king truth now! If you find any suspects, just tie them up and send them directly to Master Murong."

The tattooed man hadn't done anything wrong but took the blame for others, which made him feel wronged and frustrated. Yet he dare not get the frustrations out now, so all he could do was to keep the frustration in his heart.

When Murong Ye returned to the office, it had already been late at night. He sat down on the sofa wearily, rubbing his temples with hands. There was no news of Niannian so he couldn't go home yet. He had to find the whereabouts of Niannian. The most important thing was that he didn't know how to face Yun Muxi when he got home. He didn't want to lie to her, but he also dare not tell her the truth.

Murong Ye got up and walked to the French window. Outside, there were high-rise buildings, sprinkling with starry dazzling lights, rendering a beautiful night scene. But Murong Ye, at the moment, was not in the mood for appreciating such beautiful scenery. He looked at all these in front of him, but couldn't stop thinking whether Niannian would be at one of the corners of these buildings.

The door was suddenly knocked, Murong Ye answered in a low voice. The door was pushed open, Little Two came in and walked straight to the desk and stood still.

"Big Master, the Lian Family has indeed paid special attention to the news of Miss Yun and Little Miss Niannian recently. However, Lian Shaocheng knows nothing about it. It is Lian Can who has been investigating. So far, no unusual actions have been found."

Then, Little Two looked up at Murong Ye, who was still standing by the window, seemingly tired and lonely from his back.

Murong Ye waited for a moment, and then turned his eyes and looked at Little Two. He asked, "Is there anything else?"

"We found that there was a conflict between Miss Lian and Miss Yun a few days ago, but it was Master Lu Yang who took Miss Yun to do the modeling. Miss Lian and Miss Yun had a conflict because both of them wanted the same stylist. However, Miss Yun did not have any quarrels with Miss Lian from beginning to end. Actually, there were some disputes between Master Lu Yang and Miss Lian. Yet, Miss Lian's investigation on Miss Yun had already begun before this incident."

"Oh?"

Murong Ye's eyes narrowed dangerously, with a tinge of gloom and bloodthirsty coldness.

"In addition, we have been checking the text message. It is from a number without any ident.i.ty registration. Now someone has been sent to trace the location of the number. However, this number is often switched off, which makes it quite difficult for us to find it."

Murong Ye nodded slightly and said, "Well, continue to investigate. I want to know the result as soon as possible."

After reporting everything, Little Two still stood where he was and did not mean to move.

Murong Ye turned around and sat down on the boss chair. He looked up at Little Two and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Big Master, it seems that you haven't had anything the whole day. Do you want me to prepare something for you?"

Murong Ye suddenly felt a little hungry, so he nodded and said, "Please prepare a cup of coffee for me in pa.s.sing."

Little Two hesitated but still proceeded to say, "Big Master, how about preparing a cup of green tea for you since it has been so late?"

Murong Ye frowned slightly and didn't speak. However, he had already shown that his words were undoubted.

Little Two quickly lowered his head, took two steps back and then turning around, and withdrew from the office.

Murong Ye turned on the computer and began to deal with the business. Today, he spent most time dealing with the things about Yun Muxi and Niannian, which made the business to be solved pile up. Since now he was anxiously waiting for the news of Niannian, he had to use business to distract himself and thus temporarily relieve his mind. Murong Ye admitted that for several times, he, who never let his emotions leak out, had been unable to control himself if things were related with Yun Muxi and Niannian.

Just after handling an email, the office door was rung. Without looking up, Murong Ye answered, "Come in."

Little Two came in with a dinner plate and then he put the meal on the tea table.

"Big Master, the meal is ready. Please have it while it's still warm."

"Okay, just put it there. Go and do your work."

Little Two took a deep look at Murong Ye and then walked out of the office.

Murong Ye continued to deal with the second email. After he handled it, he looked up, rubbing his temples with hands.

At that moment, Murong Ye's cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller's ident.i.ty. It turned out to be Yun Muxi. He frowned and picked up the phone with some displeasure. He said, "Why haven't you slept so late?"

At the other end of the phone came the refres.h.i.+ng voice of Yun Muxi. She said, "Brother, are you coming back tonight?"

Murong Ye stunned slightly since n.o.body had ever asked him whether he would go home or not when he worked overtime. For the first time, he experienced such care, which made his heart slightly warm.

"There are still many things to deal with. I won't go back tonight. You should go to bed early!"

"Well, okay! Have you had your dinner?"

Murong Ye looked up and glanced at the meal on the tea table. Then he got up and walked towards it.

"Yes, just about to eat!"

"Brother, you can't make do with overtime meals. You should have better meals. But since it has been so late, you can't have too greasy food. It's not good for digestion and your stomach."

Murong Ye chuckled. "Xiao Xi, you sound like an old lady! Aren't you afraid that your Gong Yu will dislike you?"

"Hey, not my Gong Yu! "He's not mine! We don't have anything to do with each other, okay?"

"This is just a matter of time!"

"I hate you! You are my elder brother. How can you turn your elbows out?"

"Well. I'm not going to tease you anymore. Is Gong Yu with you at home?"

"Yes, there he is. I've already packed the guest room for him. He is now taking a shower and he will go to bed soon. He seems to have to get up early tomorrow since he has work to do."

"That's good. I hope you also go to bed early."

"Okay, brother, you don't have to work too late. You can continue to do the unfinished work tomorrow."

"Yes, I know! Early tomorrow morning, I'll let Gu Yuxuan come to your place to accompany you."

"Ah! No, I will be fine by myself. Besides, I am going to the hospital tomorrow morning to visit Niannian."

"Well, Xiao Xi! You don't have to go to the hospital to see Niannian. Just take a rest and stay at home."

"Ah? Why?"