In June, it was getting a bit hot and people were dressed in light summer clothes.

  It was a season full of temptations – shorts, mini-skirts, slings, and cleavage-exposing tops were everywhere.

  The most famous commercial walking street was full of people and very lively.

  It was a hot season for tourism in A City, with people all over the whole country coming to the beach, sunbathing as well as shopping.

  The world was a small place, and you might run into some old classmates on this walking street. On the other hand, the world was also a large place, and you might even fail to find your boyfriend who got lost. The most unfortunate part could be that your wallet and cell phone might be stolen by thieves.

  Lu did not like these kinds of crowded places. She did not feel safe, because she was not sure if she would be stabbed by someone. It was a perfect setting for it.

  So she remained on her guard against any suspicious looking person.

  But none of those people looked any less suspicious in her eyes.

  There was a dumb-looking woman in her twenties at her 12 o’clock, who was holding a bamboo stick with suger-coated hawthorns. The stick was thin and long, and at a proper angle and with the right strength, the stick could be inserted directly into the heart and kill someone.

  At her 8 o’clock, there was a man dressed in black sportswear, with a cap covering his face. He was playing with a lighter in his hand. If he was working with someone who had a bucket of petrol ready, the lighter would soon turn into a bomb that could kill everyone within a range of ten meters.

  After a short while, Lu found herself getting mentally destroyed.

  This was not working. She was a killer who should hide in the darkness to kill people rather than stand exposed as an easy target!

  It seemed as if he knew what she was feeling.

  But the man next to her, who had attracted the stares of numerous women, wrapped his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, “Calm down. Pretend to be curious about your surroundings. Yang Muyan is a smart woman, if you stay rigid, she will run away!”


  “Don’t drag me along next time for such a matter. I am good at killing, not acting!”


  “I brought you here just in case. Yang Muyan is a maniac and kills everyone she hates. What if she hates me and wants to kill me? You would save me, right?”


  Jing Yiran sounded relaxed and was smiling, yet he was being cautious.

  Previously, he and Yang Muyan had been on the same boat and their mutual goal was to remove Jing Yichen.

  Yang Muyan had asked Ji Bo to exchange the shares with him so that he could get an opportunity of entering Ji’s Enterprise and take partial control of the Ji Family. She even used forceful methods to get him the position of the Vice-President of Ji’s Enterprise, and supported him in fighting against the Jing Family.

  Later, he gave Yang Muyan the declaration so she could keep it safe.

  It was a collaboration based on deep trust.

  Yang Muyan and Jing Yiran had their own methods of communication.

  That was why Jing Yiran had told Jing Yichen that he would be able to find Yang Muyan.

  But Yang Muyan was not easily fooled. She was not only extremely smart but also very careful. She never attacked from the front and preferred operating from the shadows.

  Jing Yiran had given a signal to Yang Muyan two weeks ago and it was now that she finally responded. They had agreed to meet on the walking street of Fu’an.

  It was usually a terrible choice to meet at such a place full of people, but for Yang Muyan, this was the safest place where she was least likely to be exposed.

  She had been collaborating with Jing Yiran for a long time, but she trusted no one except herself. Jing Yiran was, after all, Jing Yichen’s brother and had the blood of Family Jing inside him.

  Even if Jing Yiran was worth trusting, Yang Muyan still believed that Jing Yichen would keep his eyes on Jing Yiran, wherever he was.

  Dressed in a white lace dress, Yang Muyan stood at the window and looked out on the street, with a hot cup of coffee.

  Her dress was tailor-made and stretched all the way to the butt, showing her long legs. She barely went out when she was young. Therefore, her skin was very white and her legs, tempting.

  She wore exquisite makeup. Jing Yiran would surely be surprised when he saw her, because today’s Yang Muyan only resembled 30% of the old one.

  It was partially because of makeup but mostly, it was due to plastic surgery.

  Her eyes had turned larger, nose bridge higher, chin more pointed and cheeks plumper. She even had two lovely dimples on the cheeks and sexy, pouty lips.

  Yang Muyan looked even more beautiful than before. People who did not know her may mistake her as a kind hearted beauty.

  Yang Muyan was a very confident woman and had been satisfied with her old look. Yet in order to live longer, she underwent plastic surgery to alter her appearance. With the help of makeup, she was almost unrecognizable.

  In order to leave no trace, she cruelly killed the plastic surgery and removed all the documents about her from the doctor’s computer.

  She was now the general manager of a cosmetics store on the walking street of Fu’an with the store on the first floor and the second floor serving as her office.

  The mid-sized cosmetics store had been there for long, mostly consisting of some branded cosmetics and attracting old clients. Yang Muyan used to buy her cosmetics from this store and found it annoying to keep buying stuff from there, so she bought the store, once and for all.

  However, in order to keep the secret, the old owner went missing too.

  Killing was not a big deal for Yang Muyan. After all, her entire family had disappeared overnight. A few killings were nothing, compared to what the Jing Family had done.

  But there could be traces left behind after the killings, causing complications afterwards. So, Yang Muyan often aimed at those people with smaller social networks and weird personalities.