Chapter 417 The Priest’s Returning Gift

Then there was silence for several seconds.

Although he had already guessed it, when Ye Yuchen heard the answer with his own ears, his heart still felt like a storm, and he seemed to be holding the phone so hard that it was deformed.

"I know." His throat tightened, "Come right now."

After the words fell, Ye Yuchen hung up the phone.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and looked down at the name and a familiar series of numbers on the screen of his mobile phone.

Qingqing, Mu Wanqing.

This name was deeply imprinted in his heart, making Ye Yuchen feel dazed for a moment, as if Mu Wanqing's cute little face could appear in front of him at this moment...

"Qingqing, you have to wait for me."

Ye Yuchen took a deep breath, put down his cell phone, and prepared to continue driving towards Ancheng Hospital. He stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.

But when he just raised his eyes, he saw two large trucks coming from different directions, rushing towards him in the opposite direction.

"squeak--"

Ye Yuchen suddenly turned the steering wheel, turned around, and the front of the car hit the tree beside the road heavily.

The smell of blood filled the air instantly...

At this moment, Anseong International Airport.

A private plane landed on the empty tarmac, accompanied by bursts of ear-piercing roar, and it was magnificent.

The priest lay lazily in the cabin. He stretched out his slender white fingers and slightly lowered his sunglasses. He raised the corners of his eyes slightly and said with a thick smile on his lips, "Are you here?"

"Yes, young master."

Ives bowed slightly, spoke extremely fluent and beautiful English, and faced the priest respectfully.

After hearing this, the priest took off his sunglasses and hung them on his chest. Then he stood up using the armrests on both sides and walked off the plane slowly, calmly but even more dignified.

"Little Lord!"

In front of the reception hall, two rows of men in black bowed to the priest, and their greetings were so powerful and deafening.

The priest nodded slightly, "Yeah."

He was wearing a long burgundy woolen coat with a high-collar white woolen sweater underneath. He looked like an aristocratic vampire, exuding a cold and charming aura.

"Young Master, where do you want to go first?"

Avis followed the priest and carefully consulted him about his plan, "Is it Miss Xuexin's side, or..."

"Shh-"

The priest suddenly stopped, looked back at Ives, and put his finger to Yin Hong's lips.

He smiled very meaningfully, like a bloodthirsty demon, "Don't mention this woman's name to me again."

She doesn't have much use value anymore.

"So, the information she provided you about Mu Wanqing..."

The priest withdrew his hand, slipped it into his coat pocket, and sneered, "Do you think that if I want Mu Wanqing's information, I really need this woman to check it for me?"

In this world, the only people who are qualified to be his enemies are Ye Yuchen and Gong Lichuan, and Mu Wanqing... is just a little woman, it doesn't matter.

"I understand." Avis pursed his lips.

An obscure expression flashed across his eyes, and he continued to walk behind the priest without even daring to take a breath.

After a long time, the priest said leisurely, "Go back to Si's house."

Ives hurriedly followed him and got into the huge luxury motorcade. When he met the scene of a car accident on the road, he suddenly saw the priest's red lips curling up and smiling charmingly.

"I hope that both he and his little girlfriend will like the gift I gave Ye Yuchen."

The priest sneered slightly, and the convoy immediately took a detour and left...