Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1196 - 1150 Reality [113] Second Lady is Ye Liu_2

The butler answered respectfully, "The young master received a set of blueprints from a weapon expert a few days ago and is preparing to create weapons to deal with the Falcon Organization."

"Weapon expert?" Ye Shaohua, who was holding the mask and sunglasses handed to her by a servant, paused for a moment and turned her clear and sharp eyes towards the butler.

She was tall and slender, leaning lazily against the car door; she had been planning to get into the vehicle.

Upon hearing the butler’s words, she couldn’t help but look up at him with some surprise. What kind of weapon expert could make the Mu Family unable to resist getting involved?

When it came to Ye Shaohua, the butler never really had anything to deliberately conceal.

First, he opened the car door for Ye Shaohua, then smiled, "It’s a Mr. Chang. Due to confidentiality, I’m not too clear about the specifics. The Lady can ask the young master in detail when he returns."

"..."

Ye Shaohua put on her mask with an expressionless face and suddenly lost interest.

She took the passenger seat to go to the office to find Sister Jiang.

Mu Liu hadn’t accompanied Ye Shaohua today; she was still over at Jiuzhou Island and hadn’t come back.

The incident last night was explosive. The Falcon Organization, the terrorist group Ludweya, Mu Xingzhi, and those people from South Island were all present. It could be said to be a meeting of major power players, not to mention the new type of timed bomb that Falcon revealed.

Ye Shaohua could easily handle it, but others couldn’t, which had already caused international panic.

Mu Liu was an internationally trained operative and had to stay for the meeting and some other matters.

In the past, Sister Jiang would drive over to pick up Ye Shaohua halfway.

Now that almost everything had been stripped away, and everyone knew of her immense wealth, Ye Shaohua simply did whatever she pleased, allowing the butler to drop her off right at the company’s doorstep.

Ye Shaohua had only informed Sister Jiang that she would be going to the office, but she did not tell her when she would arrive.

When Ye Shaohua opened the office door and entered,

she saw Sister Jiang and the assistant, among others, all with wide eyes, staring at her intently.

Especially Sister Jiang, who was sitting on a stool positioned right in front of the door.

Ye Shaohua pulled down her mask and placed her sunglasses aside, casually sitting down on a chair to the side, ready to pick up her phone and play.

"Guys, why are you all staring at me like that? What’s going on?" Ye Shaohua leaned back in her chair, not even lifting her head as she asked.

Sister Jiang, the assistant, and the makeup artist simply looked at Ye Shaohua.

"You? Ye Liu?" Sister Jiang was the first to speak.

Ye Shaohua was taken aback for a moment; she had gone through so much the previous night that she had almost forgotten about it. It was only after hearing Sister Jiang’s words that she remembered.

The identity of Ye Liu was a bit troublesome.

But compared to the other professions Ye Shaohua held in her hands, it was basically not something to take to heart, so she quickly forgot about it.

Only after Sister Jiang reminded her, did Ye Shaohua react.

No wonder everyone was glaring at her when she was coming up the stairs earlier.

She nodded her head and continued to poke at her phone, casually speaking, "Haven’t you all been watching me all day and still don’t believe it?"

"No, it’s not that, you..." Sister Jiang finally covered her chest and took a deep breath, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier? Do you know how scared I was?!"

"Scared to death? I had already warned you, didn’t I?" Ye Shaohua leaned back a bit more, saying nonchalantly, "Sis, what’s on the schedule for today?"

Sister Jiang had spent the entire night digesting the fact that Ye Shaohua was Ye Liu, with her phone almost getting blown up by the media, investors, and other artists.

She felt utterly disheveled.

"No, just tell me now, do you have any other..." Sister Jiang struggled to speak as she looked at Ye Shaohua, "Tell me so I can bear it. Otherwise, the media will find out, and as your agent, I would still be left in the dark by you."

The assistant had been squatting beside Ye Shaohua, her hands cupping her chin and her eyes sparkling like stars as she looked at her.

Ye Shaohua, who had killed two people, looked up at Sister Jiang after hearing her words, "There are others, but they’re not public identities."

The more Sister Jiang listened to Ye Shaohua’s words, the more worried she became.

She composed herself and said, "Tell me everything now; I can handle it."

The assistant poured Ye Shaohua a cup of hot tea, which Ye Shaohua took and sipped casually, stating, "Can’t do, it’s classified. You can’t know."

"Ancestors, are you bluffing me again?" Sister Jiang gritted her teeth in frustration and said grumpily, "Fine, if you won’t tell, then don’t."