Chapter 67: Jealousy

“From now on, anyone who brings up this song gets to roll off to work in South Africa!” Suddenly, Hao Yansen’s threatening outburst.

Bai Lang and Shang Shi: “…”

Fuck, what did this song do to offend him?

“Change the ringtone, now.” Hao Yansen glared at Bai Lang with a gaze sharp as a knife, looking as if he genuinely wanted to kill someone.

Bai Lang clutched his chest and wailed, “Big Boss Hao, can you not scare me, please? My heart is very fragile.”

“Then roll off to South Africa to toughen up.”

“Don’t want to!” Bai Lang immediately compromised, “Alright, I’ll change it. But let me answer this call first, it’s very important, might be about Little Sister Jun.”

With that said, Hao Yansen’s attention was indeed diverted.

“Answer,” he commanded succinctly.

Without waiting for his instructions, Bai Lang answered the call immediately, and of course, turned on speakerphone as well.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Mo, is it?” came a deliberately lowered male voice from the other end of the phone.

Bai Lang’s lips curled up, the informant he had bribed the night before unexpectedly had news so soon.

“Yes, it’s me. What’s the matter?”

“I’m here to report to you, and I’m not sure if this information is useful to you. Miss Mo disappeared last night, and then today Mr. Mo went to report to the police that Miss Mo was abducted by a crime syndicate. The police have now formed a special task force and are planning to search everywhere for Miss Mo.”

“Is Miss Mo alright?”

“I’m not sure, but it looks like she might have really been abducted.”

“Okay, got it. I’ll send you the rest of the money. Update me on anything about Miss Mo in the future, no matter if it’s a big or small matter.”

“Don’t worry, I understand,” the man on the other end chuckled ambiguously.

As soon as Bai Lang hung up, Shang Shi asked with confusion, “Why did he call you Mr. Mo?”

“Because the antonym of white is black.”

Shang Shi: “…”

Then you should be called Black Wave.

“What reason did you use to buy this person off?” Hao Yansen suddenly asked as well, in a detached manner.

Bai Lang blinked, “With money, of course.”

“The reason.” Hao Yansen, not fooled at all, impressed Bai Lang with his keen observation, how could he see through everything!

Under Hao Yansen’s silent coercion, Bai Lang chuckled sheepishly and had to tell the truth, “I just told him that I admired Miss Mo and wanted to know more about her. As you know, I couldn’t possibly use any other reason, it would be too easy to get exposed and only fools would believe that, right?”

“You’re not truly interested in Miss Mo…” Shang Shi asked instinctively, unable to help his speculation, for Bai Lang indeed seemed quite fond of Mo Jun.

Bai Lang rolled his eyes, “Do you think it’s possible?”

Shang Shi seemed to think of something and immediately shook his head firmly.

No one would believe Bai Lang liked Mo Jun, but indeed, he had no other intentions towards Mo Jun.

It’s just always stirring up trouble!

“Find a different reason next time, or else it will make you look stupid,” Hao Yansen coldly stated.

In his heart, Bai Lang muttered: Clearly, you’re just jealous, this reason is actually pretty good!

“Go check to see what steps the police have taken so far,” Hao Yansen then ordered Shang Shi, who instantly became serious, “Yes.”

They quickly found out that Mo Zhenggang had actually alarmed the police high command.

No one knew who had given Mo Zhenggang the nerve, but he dared to deceive even the police, claiming that Mo Jun had been kidnapped by a huge crime syndicate, and he described it with all precision.