Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 392 - 290: Midnight Terror, Changing the Pattern (4000 words for subscription)

Chapter 392 -290: Midnight Terror, Changing the Pattern (4000 words for subscription)

Zhongshan Road, the pedestrian street, Chu Mo, in his custom-made casual wear and leather shoes, walked with an indifferent expression, his eyes carrying a touch of apathy.

By his side, Yang Duoer, wrapped in a black coat and huge sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, seemed to cover her face no matter where she went.

Perhaps because the air had grown cooler, the night market after ten o’clock wasn’t as bustling as before. However, unlike his earlier solitude, Chu Mo now had the company of Yang Duoer.

Even though the girl by his side was bundled up tightly, her tall figure and extraordinary aura still outshone most women. Coupled with Chu Mo’s handsome and carefree appearance, the pair walking together certainly looked to be a match made in heaven in the eyes of passersby.

Strolling side by side, occasionally, when they passed by a stall, Miss Yang would stop and take a brief look, but at most she would only glance twice, never initiating a selection or inquiring about the price.

When they once again came to the pet vendor’s stall, the original three kittens had been reduced to one; obviously, the other two had found owners.

Chu Mo’s gaze swept over the remaining kitten, and just then, the little black cat that had been lying on the cage lifted its head, its bright amber eyes meeting Chu Mo’s.

He unconsciously paused in his steps.

This was the second time Chu Mo had stopped here.

“What a cute kitty, do you like small animals?”

Yang Duoer crouched beside him, stretching out her fair and delicate hand toward the little black cat. However, for some reason, the kitten suddenly opened its mouth and hissed at her with its tiny, fierce teeth.

The hand of Yang Duoer, who had intended to pet the kitten, stiffened mid-air. After a moment, she sighed softly and stood up again.

Seeing Miss Yang at a loss with the kitten, the corners of Chu Mo’s mouth lifted slightly. He glanced at the kitten, which had returned to lying on the cage, and said in a flat voice:

“I’m not interested in small animals.”

As his words fell, Chu Mo resumed walking, and the two of them arrived in front of the restaurant they had dined at earlier. In front of the Koenigsegg, worth hundreds of millions, a man and two women were taking pictures. The two twin girls posed in various positions next to the cool car, while another boy continually snapped photos with his mobile phone.

The bodyguard behind them stepped forward intending to shoo the group away, but Chu Mo gently shook his head, and Fang Lihu immediately stopped the advancing bodyguard.

He waited patiently, and when the trio finished taking photos and left, Chu Mo was about to move forward when Yang Duoer suddenly spoke:

“If you want to deal with the issue of Tengwang Pavilion Grand Hotel, follow me!”

Chu Mo, who had already reached the car, glanced at Yang Duoer as she briskly walked away. He frowned slightly and then abandoned the idea of driving, instead quickly following after her.

The two reached a pedestrian crossing, and Yang Duoer checked her phone for a moment. She then turned to Chu Mo with a radiant smile and said softly:

“Don’t ask anything, just remember that I’m helping you!”

No sooner had she spoken than she glanced at the street in the distance and, without waiting for Chu Mo’s reaction, strode toward the pedestrian crossing!

Chu Mo didn’t understand her intention at the time and was frowning when suddenly, a loud cry rang out next to him. Turning his head, he saw that a large truck was approaching from a distance at high speed.

Yang Duoer, who had been by his side, was now in the middle of the crossing, and the oncoming truck showed no sign of stopping, heading straight for her.

Chu Mo’s extremities turned ice cold, his mind blanking for a moment. Just two seconds later, the truck whizzed past him, hit a sedan, and without stopping, gradually vanished from sight.

But when he turned around, he saw Yang Duoer, dressed in black, lying motionless in the middle of the road.

“Protect Mr. Chu…”

“Call headquarters, there’s a situation here, send backup immediately…”

“Get Mr. Chu out of here immediately…”

The bodyguard, who was always within five meters of Chu Mo, sprang into action. Within five seconds, four bodyguards had surrounded Chu Mo, and a cacophony of noises erupted.

Meanwhile, the standby Rolls Royce Phantom was speeding toward them, ready to move Chu Mo to a safe location immediately.

The whole street was now in chaos, and as people began to gather around the motionless Yang Duoer in the center of the road, the bodyguards pulled at Chu Mo to leave. He suddenly shook off Fang Lihu’s grip, and after a few breaths, Chu Mo, having steadied his heart, said coldly:

“As professional bodyguards, where is your professionalism?”

Ignoring Fang Lihu’s obstruction, he stepped directly toward the center of the road.

Parting the crowd, he immediately saw the woman in black on the ground. Yang Duoer, the youthful and beautiful heiress of the Yang family, lay in the road, her figure covered in blood, her body in a pool of blood.

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Chu Mo’s heart pounding, he rushed to the side of Miss Yang. He then roared:

“The car… leave, go to the hospital.”

As the Rolls Royce Phantom appeared before him, Chu Mo, with a trace of bloodshot eyes, was at a loss when he suddenly felt a small hand grasp his own. Then, the heiress lying in the pool of blood beside him reached out and pinched his wrist…

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