"And she thinks she can escape me. Nice," Mingshen chuckled.

He picked his ringing phone.

"Did you help Lihua?" From the other side, Wei expressionssly asked.

His face turned black and he had an urge to jump through the phone and strangle Wei. "Yes, your majesty. I grudgingly helped her in proving that a fucking teenager lied about a fucking false reaction. I mean, even if my qualifications are way too intelligent and sophisticated for such a puny matter, and even if I felt insulted by this, I still HAD to help your dumb wife or you would have broken down my hospitals."

Wei just blankly heard everything and all of Mingshen's hidden and sarcastic frustration just flew right on top of his head. The zero EQ Mafia King failed to detect the anger in his voice. In that whole conversation, he noticed only one point.

He pursed his lips. "Don't call her dumb."

Mingshen's expression turned ugly. "Mr. Mafia King. Let me bring this to your attention that if you pull off such shit again, I will expose what you did to your wife TO your wife."

Silence greeted him on the other side.

"Listen to me very carefully, you piece of shit," a malevolent glint flashed in his gaze. His voice turned super icier, "I don't have the time to play around, okay? Don't waste my time on such nonsense. I have got super important things to do so don't call me for such super useless stuff or my mouth will slip open to tell her your secret," he sneered.

"I mean you wouldn't want any more people threatening you with the truth, right? You already got that cop and secret agent."

Wei quietly said, "I have captured them both."

Mingshen raised his brow and narrowed his eyes. "So they are dead."

"No."

He tilted his head. "Now what do you mean by that, Mafia King? You caught your enemies and they aren't dead yet? Got too slow aren't ya?"

Silence.

"... Lihua doesn't like me hurting others."

He blinked his eyes and then burst into loud laughter. "That's some joke I hear. The whole meaning of your being the leader of the Underworld is bloodshed. You have done nothing but kill people. And you say that you will listen to your ignorant wife and let those free who threaten you? You have gotten too weak."

"I won't let them free. They will be in the base forever if they choose to refuse to cooperate," his deep voice turned cold, "The agent doesn't want to back down. She wants to give her justice. She will suffer the same fate as Mo Huojin and die in that dark room."

Mingshen said nothing.

"I won't let anybody snatch away Lihua from me."

After a pause, he slowly said, measuring his words, "If only I hadn't killed Song Jia...I... wouldn't have had to hide things from Lihua. I cannot change it. But Mingshen, now nobody is left to threaten me anymore. Nobody will approach Lihua with the truth. Song Jia's death would never come to light."

Mingshen drove back to the Yang mansion, carrying a grave expression. His dark eyes stared outside as if in a trance the whole way.

As soon as he stepped into Yang mansion, he was greeted by his mother, Yang Bingqing.

"Mingshen!" She warmly smiled at him. "You are back. Just in time. Look who is here."

He shot a lazy glance towards the guests. It was the Qin family's daughter, Qin Qing and her father Qin Fang. He narrowed his eyes and instantly understood the situation.

"Mom…" the warning and danger in his voice was evident. This was another matchmaking session.

"What? They are just here to visit," Yang Bingqing feigned ignorance. "Can't guests not even come to our house anymore?"

"Not with a woman younger or around my age," he sharply said.

"Don't be such an idiot!"

She dragged him towards the couch. Qin Qing sweetly smiled at him, a slight blush appearing on her cheeks.

Qin Fang smiled. "Good to meet you, Yang Mingshen."

He gave a cold stare that made him break into a sweat. "Haha, I think he is in a bad mood..."

Yang Bingqing glared at him and nudged his arm. "Don't you dare humiliate me!" She whispered angrily.

She smiled at him. "This boy is always like that. He has spent too much time in the hospital and you know how the atmosphere in a hospital is...it gets to you sometimes."

"Ah yes indeed. I completely understand," he nodded. "Oh! By the way, she is my daughter, Qin Qing. She just returned from abroad after completing her master's and is already helping me in business."

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Yang Bingqing brightened. "She is so responsible."

"Qing dear, why don't you say hello to Mingshen?" He signaled his daughter.

Qin Qing gently smiled and nodded. She looked up at him and softly said, "Hello Yang Mingshen-"

"Fuck off!"

She froze. Yang Bingqing looked at him horrified. "Mingshen!"

Mingshen took a threatening step towards his mother and his tall figure loomed over her. "Mom. I have already made it crystal clear that I am not interested in any matchmaking. I am already in a bad mood because I had to leave my research to fucking help Jiang Wei. Don't test my patience anymore."

Before he stormed off the place, he turned once and said, "My standards for women are really high. I don't care about masters or a Ph.D. but she should agree to let me cut her up to my heart's content. Cutting up your wife sounds so exciting, right?" he sneered and left, leaving everybody dumbfounded and terrified.

Mingshen banged open the door to his room and shut it hard. He took out a whiskey bottle and poured himself a glass. His dark, fathomless gaze stared into the empty space as he was lost in his thoughts. He shut his eyes and seemed to doze off.

But a few minutes later, his phone's sharp ring awoke him. He clicked his tongue in distaste. He saw the caller ID. It was from one of his assistant doctors working in his lab.

"Use three words to summarize your point or die."