Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1202 - 1153 Reality [116] Su Qing was frightened and left her sect by herself

Chapter 1202: 1153 Reality [116] Su Qing was frightened and left her sect by herself

Apart from Ye Shaohua, there was no one else in the elevator.

This floor only housed employees of the Programming Department, and there was no one else lingering on the floors below; only someone like her could come here during such a time...

Su Qing looked at Ye Shaohua’s face and fell silent for a moment.

Ye Shaohua, however, remained extremely calm. She took a few steps forward and raised her eyebrows, "What’s the situation?"

The manager of the Programming Department hurried over to her side and spoke solemnly into her ear.

A group of people surrounded Ye Shaohua and headed to the Programming Department.

The planner came over to Su Qing for the code he had programmed that night, and Su Qing had nothing else to do.

Only the two top bosses who had just been poached by the Programming Department remained in the office with Ye Shaohua for testing, while the people outside calculated data.

"You wouldn’t guess, right?" The manager saw Su Qing leaning against the window, drawing on his cigarette with lowered eyes, and couldn’t help but chuckle, "So many outside have been investigating who is behind our Programming Department, and they’ve found nothing..."

At this, the manager paused and clicked his tongue, "Who would have thought it would be Miss Ye, who frequents our company?"

Indeed, who would’ve thought?

This twenty-something-year-old top influencer from the Entertainment Circle was not only a famous web novelist but also a senior programmer?

Su Qing thought to himself, contemplating the shock this news would bring to his grandfather and Su Min.

From the moment Ye Shaohua appeared, Su Qing’s mind had been a blank, not fully comprehending the situation.

The reason Xiangyang Group had developed to this point was largely due to the advancements made by the Programming Department.

In this era of data traffic, the software developed by Xiangyang Group catered to the market trends and ushered in a new direction.

No one would doubt Xiangyang Group’s ability; certainly, no one would doubt that it might eventually monopolize the entire market.

In fact, there was no need to wait for the future, as other companies were already feeling threatened by Xiangyang Group, especially the Su Family.

The Su Family’s finances had largely dwindled, and their Programming Department’s plans could never keep up with the secret codes of Xiangyang Group’s software.

Thus, Su Min and the old master Su were deeply anxious, even resorting to desperate measures.

They were now spending a lot of money to find out who was behind Xiangyang Group’s Programming Department.

Considering this, Su Qing took a deep breath.

Wasn’t it...

Since when had his second cousin become the boss of their Programming Department?

Su Qing bit on his cigarette and after a long while, muttered complexly, "Shit!"

**

After Ye Shaohua settled the matter, she went downstairs.

Su Qing seemed lost in thought as he followed behind her.

After descending, Su Qing looked around but didn’t see the two familiar black babysitter cars. He frowned and said reluctantly, "No car to pick you up?"

Ye Shaohua stood by the roadside. Though it was nearly ten o’clock, the streets were still crowded, and snow fluttered down under the streetlights.

Many of Ye Shaohua’s fans were die-hard supporters; they could recognize her even from just a silhouette.

Worried about being recognized and subsequently sensationalized by the media, she pulled up the hood of her coat, put on a mask, and began playing a game on her phone.

Even though her face was unclear, the eyes visible between the coat’s hood and the mask were both striking and eye-catching.

Hearing Su Qing’s words, she replied nonchalantly, "Yes, but there was a last-minute issue, they’ll be here in ten minutes." Su Qing muttered under his breath about the irresponsibility of the driver.

Still, ten minutes wasn’t too long. Su Qing said nothing more, took out his phone, and stood beside her, waiting and occasionally glancing at her.

Ye Shaohua leaned against a marble pillar and continued tapping on her phone.

When Mu Xingzhi arrived by car, that was the scene he witnessed.

A slim girl lounged lazily against the pillar, fiddling with her phone, her fingertip movements carefree and artistic as snowflakes settled around her feet.

Beside her stood a man who appeared both prickly and extravagant.

Mu Xingzhi pressed the horn, then stepped out of the driver’s seat.

People had arrived; Ye Shaohua stopped playing with the child across from her, ending the game. She then stood up straight, looked at Su Qing and said, "My ride is here, you should head back."

The moment the car horn had sounded, Su Qing had instinctively looked up.

Only a tall and erect figure got out of the car, wearing a black overcoat, and with extremely handsome features—even with his eyes lowered, one could tell that his temperament and appearance were outstanding.

As he raised his eyes to look this way, a pair of frost-soaked eyes appeared misty yet profound.

His overall aura was obviously not that of an ordinary person.

Mu Xingzhi’s identity in Flower Country had always been a secret. Moreover, for the past twenty or so years, he had scarcely been in Imperial City. Even Su Qing, let alone Su Min and Old Master Su, would not recognize him.

Su Qing just felt that the man in front of him was very menacing.

And then there was the license plate...

Su Qing saw the car turn around and leave, staring blankly at the rear license plate for a moment.

After snapping back to reality, he went to the garage and drove his own car out.

**

On this side,

Ye Shaohua got into the car and pulled down her mask, turning her head and asking, "Falcon group?"

Mu Xingzhi drove the car, his slender, fair fingers resting on the steering wheel, appearing somewhat cold under the dim light inside the car.

He hummed in response, thought for a moment, and then continued, "I had someone make a weapon which has shown some progress. Falcon got word and has come into the country. The weapon made by that Chang had too great an influence on him, and he is also looking for that person."

Falcon’s arrival was too sudden. Those people had always been troublemakers. Mu Xingzhi, fearing that it might provoke large-scale terrorist activities, had thus gone to discuss this issue.

"Let’s go to the South City Cemetery." Ye Shaohua wasn’t interested in that Chang. She leaned slightly against the car door and spoke in a low voice.

South City Cemetery, the burial ground of Old Master Nie.

Mu Xingzhi knew Ye Shaohua had things to discuss with Old Master Nie. He parked the car at the base of the mountain and waited for her without accompanying her up.

Ye Shaohua walked step by step to Old Master Nie’s grave.

On the gravestone was an image of a stern old man.

Before her arrival, someone else must have also visited Old Master Nie since there wasn’t much snow around his grave.

Ye Shaohua stood there lost in thought for a while before she directly kneeled in front of the gravestone.

The wind was strong at night, and the snow was cold, even the ground felt icy. Ye Shaohua’s constitution had been wrecked, despite having been recuperating these past few months, the effects were minimal.

Touching the icy ground, she involuntarily shivered.

Then, supporting herself with her hands on the ground, she bowed deeply, "In these five years, I have managed all affairs of South Island. Shaohua at the age of five was saved by Master..."

Ye Shaohua tightened her fingers and closed her eyes slightly.

She bowed again, "Shaohua was saved by Master Nie at the age of five, was taught by you for twelve years, and has served South Island for seventeen years with dedication. A few months ago... Shaohua died a martyr."

Upon saying this, Ye Shaohua’s eyes reddened slightly.

"Since childhood, Shaohua has been protected by Master and later by members returning to the family, allowing South Island to flourish in its own corner of the world, which did not fulfill your trust."

She bowed again, her fingertips gripping the bluestone beneath her palm.

"In order to save Shaohua, the returning family members disobeyed ancestral commands twice to intervene in worldly matters. Shaohua failed the kindness of Master... of Master Nie, and was disloyal and unjust to South Island, thus asking... asking to leave the master’s sect."

Her voice choked, she bit her lip, and bowed once more.

The thin layer of snow next to her hands was stained slightly red with blood.

The wind on the mountaintop grew stronger.

Half an hour later, Ye Shaohua slowly stood up, took off a jade token hanging around her neck, and respectfully placed it in front of Old Master Nie’s gravestone.

She stood in front of the gravestone for a good while longer, then suddenly turned and walked into the darkness of the night.

When she came down the mountain again, Mu Xingzhi was still leaning against the car door, smoking a cigarette.

Catching a glimpse of her approaching, he immediately crushed the cigarette and threw it into a nearby trash can. From his pocket, he pulled out a cell phone and handed it to Ye Shaohua.

"The Dean of the Military District Hospital’s phone." He squinted at her forehead hidden by her bangs and motioned with his fingers.

Is it almost midnight now?

The Dean making a call this late?

Ye Shaohua quickly answered.

The voice from the phone was the Dean’s, filled with extreme panic, "Lady Ye, your grandfather has suffered severe bleeding in the chest and brain. The organs shown under the equipment are almost beyond saving. Ordinarily, such pathology would result in immediate death upon onset; however, your grandfather’s condition is really strange. Please come quickly!"