When Midori was making tea in the office pantry, Ryuuji suddenly walked in.
She tried to take her cup and walk out, but he grabbed her arm.
"Midori, can we talk?" His eyes were filled with worry.
Her lips shook subtly. She wanted to run away from this confrontation as much as she can, but it seemed that time ran out.
She sighed. "What is it?"
Takagi Ryuuji frowned at how she pretended not to know the issue at hand.
"About that night, during dinner...why did you let that guy drag you out while you were eating?"
She gulped. She expected him to be straightforward, but she was still taken aback by how tactful he was.
She did not have the chance to answer as he continued, "Even if you got back together with him, he still had no right to humiliate you like that!"
There were only a few people in the restaurant at that time. The only one to witness that she was dragged out was actually Takagi Ryuuji. However, his tone was actually because he was mad that Verdan Zhou could do as he pleases.
"Ryuuji...I..." she could not continue, if she does, she will hurt her bestfriend.
He sneered. "It's alright. I knew I wasn't significant enough to share your life with. Carry on, Xiu-san." He swiftly turned around to hide the tears which streamed down his cheeks.
Midori felt bad and clutched the teacup in her hands.
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Masaichi Xiu strode towards the door to a private room of a restaurant. Trying to catch up behind him was the fragile-looking Secretary Ta, who held a few folders.
Madam Ming sipped her tea as she awaited the CEO of XCG.
Earlier that day, he requested a meeting with her in that establishment.
She had a cunning smile on her face. Her rouge was bloody red, matching her long, painted nails. She wore a fur coat and her hair was up in a french twist bun.
The man in black clothing stood like a statue at the corner of the wall.
Her smile became wider as the door was slowly opened.
Madam Ming stood up. "CEO Xiu." she greeted.
"Madam Ming." Masaichi Xiu bowed before taking his seat.
Then he gestured towards Secretary Ta, who placed the folders before the lady.
Madam Ming's face contorted as she read the reports. She thought that the incident could not be traced towards her. It seemed she underestimated the power of the Xiu household.
After taking everything in, she composed herself and her face. "So?"
Masaichi Xiu had narrow eyes. "I would like to ask how you manipulated my wife to do it."
Madam Ming had a crazy look on her face as she started a low chuckle, which turned into a loud laugh, which escalated into a high-pitched sinister one.
"I thought you already know." She was brimming with pride.
"It was not like her to obey you rather than seek my aid." Even if Agatha Wang was blackmailed, he knew she was smart enough to ask for his help rather than succumb to the demands of these people.
Madam Ming laughed again. "Because your innocent wife was not as innocent as she wanted you to think she was." She continued to laugh.
He became more annoyed.
The man in black clothing moved a liitle bit. He noticed the dangerous look in Masaichi Xiu's eyes.
"You wanna know why she couldn't tell you?" She chuckled. "She was carrying another man's baby on the night she died." Her smile was chilly.
"You liar!" Masaichi bolted forward to grab her neck.
However, the man in black clothes pulled his boss away, then threatened a sharp knife before Masaichi Xiu's eyes. "You would want to preserve your pretty face, don't you?" His voice was husky and his eyes were dark.
Suddenly, in a swift movement, a needle poke into his carotid artery and delivered about 10ml of liquid.
The man fell on the floor like a rag doll.
Secretary Ta replaced the syringe in its container and smirked. "Of course he would."
It was filled with pancuronium bromide mixed with potassium chloride, much like the composition of lethal injections, without the sedative, so the victim was wide awake as he feels his whole being go limp.
Masaichi Xiu turned around to leave. Before he turned the doorknob, he spoke without looking back. "Don't you try to hurt anyone from my family again, or I can't guarantee your daughter's life."