365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife's A Little Wild-Chapter 404 - : Is There Another Possibility?

Chapter 404: Chapter 404: Is There Another Possibility?

“…”

Dan Hanjie blinked, his gaze falling on the figure curled up in his arms, his eyes tightened.

A faint light brushed across his eyes.

The arm that held her kept tightening.

He could ignore everything else as long as she stayed by his side.

Having watched over Dan Hanjie all night without proper rest, Qin Youxuan quickly fell asleep once she relaxed, forgetting that she originally came to persuade him to return to the mainland to recuperate… freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

“Mr. Jie.”

Yao walked in from outside the door with a report, bowing respectfully.

“Shhhh”

Dan Hanjie raised his hand indicating him to be quiet, one hand pressed over his chest wound, the other gently moved Qin Youxuan’s little head, which was buried in his chest.

Only after ensuring he did not wake her, did he step off the bed, walking towards the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony.

The sea breeze blew towards him, Dan Hanjie coughed softly, a look of discomfort crossing his face.

He stretched out two fingers towards Yao.

“Mr. Jie, I’m afraid your health isn’t suitable for smoking…”

Upon hearing this, Dan Hanjie gave him a sidelong glance, the cold look in his eyes immediately made Yao shrink back, handing over a cigarette and lighting it for him.

He took a deep breath and exhaled gently.

The blue smoke circled upwards, dispersing halfway in the sea breeze, disappearing before his eyes.

“Did the investigation yield any results?”

Dan Hanjie’s enchanting eyes narrowed, his tone was calm, yet it was densely murderous.

“Yes.”

Yao straightened up, “Mr. Jie’s guess was right. The footprints in the forbidden zone weren’t left by Miss Qin. Our men followed them to Miss Qin’s location, and compared it with the route she had given herself. The place where we found the footprints greatly deviated from these paths. We can now confirm that there is someone on this island that we don’t know about.”

Yao paused for a moment, “And another thing, Mr. Jie, Miss Qin said that last night she saw a man, she guessed it is…”

“It can’t be Bai Huo.”

Dan Hanjie coldly interrupted, the finger holding the cigarette trembled slightly, the ashes burnt his hand.

“He’s already dead. A dead man can’t appear alive, let alone the traps in the forbidden zone were clearly set to kill me. If Bai Huo actually survived, he wouldn’t do something like this.”

Someone had set an ambush on the island in advance, just waiting for his appearance.

If it weren’t for Qin Youxuan’s sudden disappearance, which made him panic, they wouldn’t have conducted the full island search, accidentally discovering that someone on the island was secretly plotting. Perhaps there would be a second unexpected assassination attempt…

Whoever held such a deep-seated grudge against him, couldn’t possibly be Bai Huo.

“Mr. Jie, is it possible that Mr. Bai isn’t actually dead?” Yao boldly speculated.

“…”

Dan Hanjie’s eyes flashed, filled with a deep, mysterious light.

He stubbed out the tip of the cigarette on the railing.

His cold voice carried a hint of bloodlust.

“Continue the investigation, make sure to uncover all the traps on this island for me. If suspicious individuals are found, no matter who they are, kill without mercy!”

…

“Xuan, wake up…”

“Xuan, wake up, it’s time to take your medicine…”

A soft voice echoed in her ears, Qin Youxuan subconsciously frowned, mumbled, “Mom…”

In a daze, a white silhouette appeared before her eyes.

The years had not left any marks on Jiang Yu’s beautiful face, she still looked as beautiful as Qin Youxuan remembered, but she had turned into a five or six-year-old child.

The innocent little face only carried a trace of sleepiness from just waking up.

She rubbed her eyes, and then childishly threw herself into her mother’s arms, “The medicine is so bitter, I don’t want to take it.”

“Xuan, you have to drink this until you get better. You’re not well,” Jiang Yu’s words were never loud, always gentle, carrying the warmth of a mother.