What's Your Motive? (Part 4)

Tears gushed out of Zhang Qiao's eyes as she turned to look at the dashing man. "Ah-Chen.." She choked.

Long Chen looked slightly haggard and his usually gentle face was also dark. "Master Song, what is the meaning of this, huh?!"

Beside him was another familiar face. Albeit a little bit less charming than Long Chen, Guan Shan had his own unique charms.

He stood there with a solemn expression. If one looked closely, they'd notice a trembling fair hand holding his arm from behind.

It was Mo Yun (Secretary Mo a.k.a his mistress from very earlier chapters).

Song Xe Yong let go of Zhang Qiao and disgustedly wiped his hands on his cloak.

He then smiled eerily under the hood of the cloak, "I see.. Everyone related to that incident are gathered here together. Finally."

Zhang Qiao fell on the ground abruptly. She tried to hold back her coughs and hurriedly scrambled towards Long Chen.

The latter pulled her into his embrace and patted her back. "It's ok; you're fine.." Zhang Qiao started crying in his arms.

Song Xe Yong lightly glanced at them and continued. "..It's time this matter gets buried forver, so that no one will find out."

The four people looked at each other. Each seeing dread and fear in the other's eyes.

"You all failed such a small mission and because of that, I lost my baby sister. It's no fun anymore."

Song Xe Yong walked towards them while talking in a monotonous voice, which sounded creep in the silent night.

Long Chen spoke while stammering in terror, "B-But.. Wasn't that what you wanted? To torment her to death?"

Song Xe Yong paused for a moment and stared at him before laughing out loud. His shrill laughs sent goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Yeah, I wanted you to torment her to death, but not literally to death.. You're questioning me now, hm?"

The expression on the four's faces changed.

Long Chen spoke again, with a little less confident tone than before. "T-Then.. What was your motive back then?"

Song Xe Yong sighed. "You asked me that before too."

Long Chen's face turned strange as he remembered that day..

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A year before Song Xia's accident.

"What is your motive exactly?" Long Chen looked warily at Song Xe Yong, who sat nonchalantly across him.

"Mister Song, you know that Xiao Xia and I love each other and we are currently dating! What is the meaning behind this?!"

Song Xe Yong pushed the black suitcase towards him and smiled subtly. "Long Chen. There's no need to act in front of me. We're alone here. Drop the act, will you?"

Long Chen pursed his lips as he said, "Mister Song, please don't humiliate me like this.. I don't need money because I love Xiao Xia-"

"Haha, Mr. Long, you might've misunderstood my intentions. This isn't money.. This.." Song Xe Yong had a meaningful expression.

"Open it once and see what is inside."

Long Chen was hesitant and cautious. He hesitated as he looked at the unfathomable man before him.

He then slowly approached the suitcase and opened it, ready to refuse when he was stunned to see what was inside..

It wasn't filled with money, like he said. Instead, it was filled with papers and documents..

Long Chen couldn't conceal his visible confusion. Song Xe Yong laughed at his reaction.

He took some of the papers and read out: "Song Property Papers.. Jade Villa No. 5.. Shares.. Transfer of position.."

Long Chen's face immediately changed as he listened on.

He intently looked at all the papers and documents with a greedy expression on his handsome face.

Song Xe Yong saw his hand reaching out to the papers and he immediately closed the suitcase.

Long Chen was stunned and luckily evaded losing his hand. He blurted out blankly, "Mister Song, this.."

Song Xe Yong lit a cigarette and took a drag before agilely tossing the suitcase outside the window. "Take it if you can."

Long Chen instantly widened his eyes as he rushed downstairs without any hesitation. That suitcase was so valuable; he'll be a fool to give it up!

Moments later, he returned back with a distorted expression. He was followed by a muscular guy with a black suitcase in his hands.

Song Xe Yong smiled wryly. "Oops, it seems that Mr. Long failed to get it in time. My subordinate beat you to it."

The bodyguard expressionlessly walked over and stood behind him with the suitcase in his hand.

Long Chen's face became darker, anger apparent in his face. "Song Xe Yong! What do you want exactly?!"

Was he doing it in a purpose, knowing that he (LC) was greedy for power?!

"Tsk," Song Xe Yong dumped the cigarette in his hands. "Your act didn't even last five minutes. You want to fool Xia like this?"

Long Chen remembered something and he quickly changed his tune. "Mister Song, you've misunderstood.."

"Do you want this suitcase?" Song Xe Yong directly cut to the main topic. Long Chen looked around before nodding slightly.

"But, you can't get it without doing anything in return. I'll be in a loss then."

Song Xe Yong put away his casual tone and asked: "Are you willing to do anything for this?"

Seeing Long Chen's hesitant face, he added, "Not only this suitcase, I can hand over the Song Corporation to you too."

Long Chen instantly agreed. "Alright. I'll do anything you want me to do. I'll even leave your sister alone and never pester her again.."

"Ay, not so soon." Song Xe Yong sighed and shook his head at his enthusiasm. He hadn't expected him to be so easy.

"What.. do you mean?" Baffled, Long Chen asked.

"Simple. You'll dump her but not right now. Let's at least wait for things to spice up." Song Xe Yong didn't sound like he was talking about his own sister at all.

"Are you sure.. we're not talking about someone else?" Long Chen was sweating profusely.

He was puzzled whether this madman was joking with him or was really serious. Who would do this to his own sister?!

"No. We're talking about Xiao Xia." Song Xe Yong's countenance was very gentle, but his following words stupefied him.

"Ah, my foolish and dumb little sister. I want her to open her eyes and see what great thing she's missing on."

"..What are you talking about exactly, Mr. Song?"

Song Xe Yong had a disappointed expression on his face, "My little sister is so in love with you that she's willing to give someone from the upper-class up."

"U-upper class?!" Long Chen was clearly taken aback. "But, how did she know someone like that? And you.."

No matter how he thought, that Song Xia could never be any man's type. She had average looks and the only thing excellent about her was her family background.

He only dated her for revenge, feeling that he had made a big compromise by doing so. It always seemed like he was in the losing end of their relationship.

But what Song Xe Yong said just now was utterly shocking. Someone from the upper class asked her out? And Song Xia even rejected him? What a joke!

He suddenly thought of something and snorted. Well, it must be a bald old man, who wanted to make her his mistress.

With Song Xia's pride and arrogance, she won't ever agree to be a third party, even if the benefits were very tempting.

So Long Chen didn't think it was his fault that she rejected this 'old man' from the upper class.

As if Song Xe Yong could read his thoughts, he laughed cynically and passed his phone over. "See, this is the man my dumb sister rejected."

Long Chen picked up the phone with a gloating heart, ready to mock Song Xia when his eyes suddenly widened in shock.