Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 269 Rare Opportunity_1

The boy seemed to be around seventeen or eighteen, with delicate features. Despite his rosy lips and pearly teeth, his gaze was icy and resolute, so he didn’t look effeminate at all.

He wore a loose sweatshirt, a baseball cap, jeans, and sneakers. If it weren’t for the gun in his hand, he wouldn’t look any different from the fashionable young people on the streets.

"Qingfeng, thank God it’s you who came. If it had been Mingyue, that girl, I’d probably be dead by now. However..."

Xiao Ming, with a face full of affectionate smiles, pointed at the window, "Next time just knock on the door, no need to climb through the window. It’s over twenty floors up, too dangerous."

The boy with the elegant name frowned slightly, "I don’t know you!"

"I know you." Xiao Ming’s smile didn’t falter, "The old man sending you over means he’s not that angry, right?"

"Grandpa asked me to ask you, who are you? And how do you know his organization’s code and passphrase?"

"Please tell him that I will pay him a visit in a few days to explain in person."

Qingfeng tightened his grip on the gun, "Grandpa said, if you refuse to answer, to kill you!"

Xiao Ming shook his head, "You still can’t lie. Remember for the future, when lying, it’s best not to make any small movements, and definitely not habitual ones.

Like getting tense, for example.

If you really can’t change that, then you might as well start off tense."

Qingfeng’s expression changed slightly, "Who... who are you exactly?"

Xiao Ming didn’t answer but instead raised his voice, "Li, don’t kill him."

Before these words even finished, Qingfeng felt a chill on his back and instinctively moved away at high speed.

Then he realized, a knife gleaming with cold light had somehow already been stuck through the crack of the door.

If Xiao Ming hadn’t stopped him, he probably would have already been pierced through, chilling him to the heart.

Then, the double doors to the bedroom were pushed open, and Xiao Li stood outside with a knife, looking indifferently at Qingfeng.

"Put away your gun, you are no match for Li."

Xiao Ming stood up and walked outside, "Join me for a drink, and I’ll reveal a little bit to you, so you won’t be laughed at by Mingyue when you go back."

Xiao Li sheathed the knife back into the tube and followed Xiao Ming closely.

Qingfeng glanced at the gun in his hand, a hint of unwillingness flashing in his eyes, before he put it away and walked out of the bedroom.

Though he didn’t know the exact skill level of the girl with the knife, he could sense that Xiao Ming wasn’t just trying to scare him.

Yang Hanqing and Gu Tinglan had both gone to the company, and only Xiao Bing was lying on the sofa in the living room watching TV, ignoring Qingfeng’s presence.

Xiao Ming poured two glasses of whiskey and sat down on the single seater sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Come and sit."

Qingfeng glanced at Xiao Li warily and then sat down beside him.

Xiao Ming scrutinized the boy carefully, his heart filled with memories and warmth.

Qingfeng and Mingyue were the kids his teacher had picked out for him using his "official position" from the organization’s Reserve Talent Training Department.

As the old man put it, he didn’t have the qualifications or the ability to be a Bodhisattva; he couldn’t save all the children, so he chose the two most promising little fish and threw them back into the river.

In his past life, after Xiao Ming was released from prison, these two kids started following him, helping him a lot and saving him several times before Li and Bing sisters appeared.

He liked them very much, and the reunion today was inevitably joyous.

Perhaps Xiao Ming’s gaze was too peculiar, Qingfeng began to feel uneasy, and said displeased, "Mr. Xiao..."

"What Mr. Xiao? In the future, you call me Uncle, Uncle Ming!"

Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Xiao, are you insulting me?"

"Don’t get so prickly, kid." Xiao Ming took a sip of his drink, "I’m older than you, and I’m good friends with your grandpa’s daughter, your aunt. Is it really so inappropriate to call me uncle?"

"What?"

Qingfeng suddenly stood up, "Do you know where grandfather’s daughter is? Tell me quickly!"

Xiao Ming curved the corners of his mouth and pointed to his glass, "You turned eighteen this year, right? You can drink now. Try it and see if you like it."

Without another word, Qingfeng picked up the cup and took a big gulp, then started coughing violently.

"What the hell is this? It tastes weird, but it packs a punch."

"Whiskey on the rocks, sip it slowly, you’ll like it," Xiao Ming advised.

Once Qingfeng caught his breath, he peered at his glass and tentatively took another small sip. After savoring it for a moment, his furrowed brow relaxed.

"I wasn’t wrong, was I!"

Xiao Ming smiled, adding in his mind, "Because this is your favorite brand and way to drink it for life."

"Tell me, where is grandfather’s daughter?" Qingfeng asked again.

Xiao Ming shook his head, "When I go to see the old man, I’ll bring his daughter directly with me, so I can’t tell you now."

Qingfeng slammed the cup onto the coffee table, "Are you playing me?"

"Calm down; you don’t have the heart of an assassin, so who are you trying to scare here?"

The corner of Qingfeng’s eye twitched, "Even if I’m not an assassin, and even if your bodyguards are formidable, it would be easy for me to kill you!"

"How would you kill me? Using your Thief Sect skills?" Xiao Ming laughed, "Right, give me back my wallet.

You come to visit your elder without a gift, which is already quite rude, but why are you drinking and taking as well?"

Finally, Qingfeng showed a shocked expression, "You... how did you..."

"Just as I know the old man’s organization’s code and password, it’s not something that can be explained in a sentence or two.

Even if I told you, you would not be able to relay it in detail to him. Better to wait until I go there and speak in person."

"What can you tell me?"

"Hmm..."

Xiao Ming furrowed his brows, seemingly lost in thought, but he was actually desperately trying to come up with a plausible reason.

In his previous life, he had spent over four years with his mentor day and night and knew the old fox all too well.

Fooling the old man wasn’t difficult, but to make the old man have the same close relationship with him as in his past life, allowing him to use the "Yelang" moniker within the organization, was extremely difficult.

This was also the main reason he hadn’t been able to bring Bai Xuechao to the prison.

This time in Lingnan, he had made use of the organization’s Alpha Team, and he was well aware that his teacher would soon get wind of it and send someone.

Meeting Qingfeng was like hitting the jackpot, a rare opportunity he had to seize.

But what reason could there be?

Was he really going to reveal to the old man the truth of his rebirth...

Suddenly, Xiao Ming had a flash of inspiration and remembered an issue from his previous life that remained unsolved until his death — among thousands in the prison, why had his teacher treated him differently, taking him as a disciple?

He had asked his teacher many times, but the old man had always put him off, saying the time wasn’t right, never revealing more than the character "Ye" even on his deathbed.

He knew that "Ye" was the surname of the old man’s mortal enemy, and also the reason the elder had hidden himself away in prison.

But coincidentally, his mother’s surname was also Ye.

Regrettably, after investigating his mother’s family for ten full years, he couldn’t find anything special about them. They were just ordinary workers, and it was impossible for them to have any connection with someone of noble origin like his teacher, who was also entrenched in the underworld.

Until he was killed by the Li and Bing sisters, his search remained fruitless.

Perhaps this time was a good opportunity to learn the truth.

With this in mind, Xiao Ming’s expression grew grave, and he said to Qingfeng, "My mother’s surname is Ye!"