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Ryan's face was extremely gloomy at that moment, as if the bright summer sky had suddenly darkened, with a storm ready to pour down at any moment.
Beside Ryan stood several people, his kin from the Kaimanwei Family, a mysterious lineage in the United States. Even among the upper echelons of American society, knowledge of the Kaimanwei Family was limited to mere surface-level understanding.
The Kaimanwei Family was involved in the antique trade, possessing various world treasures that seemed to be their collectibles. No one knew the true origins of these treasures. It was widely speculated that the Kaimanwei Family had prospered during the world wars, amassing these rare items during that tumultuous time.
In chaotic times, gold is valuable; in prosperous times, antiques hold worth. During wartime, antiques were often undervalued; sometimes, one could acquire a multitude of them without spending a dime. While some of the speculation about how the Kaimanwei Family came into wealth was not entirely unfounded—they indeed benefited from the war—most of their genuine world treasures did not originate from conflict but rather from hidden caches around the globe.
The world's top treasures captivated countless individuals, yet only a few could find them. Discovering such treasures required not only strength but also luck. The Kaimanwei Family seemed to possess an abundance of luck; over the past few decades, they had unearthed numerous treasures and were deeply passionate about all things mysterious.
However, continuous good fortune does not last forever; maintaining such luck often requires some form of exchange. The walls of the Kaimanwei Family were adorned not with crosses, for they were not followers of God.
Yang Yuxin mentioned that Ryan's uncle had many ancient, unique, and mysterious items, particularly armor. Among the Kaimanwei Family's collections, various types of armor were likely their most abundant possessions. These armors—some gleaming silver, others shrouded in dark shadows—were displayed prominently, not hanging on walls but standing upright on the ground as if worn by invisible figures.
These armors represented the faith of the Kaimanwei Family.
Ryan's low growl did not alter Qin Xiaoya's expression.
"This is your last warning: don’t provoke me or Yang Yuxin," Qin Xiaoya stated before abruptly hanging up the phone.
Yang Yuxin wanted to intervene but fell silent under Qin Xiaoya's piercing gaze.
"Yang Yuxin, don’t let your reason be clouded. Reflect carefully on what Ryan just said; his words showed no concern for you. If I’m correct, the allure you possess is something Ryan has imposed upon you," Qin Xiaoya said solemnly.
Yang Yuxin's eyes widened in disbelief; Qin Xiaoya’s direct assertion about this subtle matter struck her hard.
"Qin Xiaoya, isn’t your conclusion a bit hasty?" Yang Yuxin murmured.
"Not at all hasty. Aside from allure, he must have sensed something on his end; that’s why his call came so promptly. He isn’t concerned about you but rather about who killed that allure—most likely seeking revenge," Qin Xiaoya explained.
"Revenge? Qin Xiaoya, if Ryan wants revenge, why did you tell him your name? That’s too dangerous." The speaker was Yang Yuxin's father.
If Yang Yuxin's parents had previously doubted the existence of supernatural forces in this world, they now believed wholeheartedly.
They regarded Ryan as a demon, and the means of revenge from such a demon would surely not be simple, which made them start to worry about Qin Xiaoya.
“It’s fine,” Qin Xiaoya said with a gentle smile, seemingly unconcerned. “Alright, let’s put this matter to rest. As long as Yang Yuxin doesn’t have any contact with Ryan in the future, she won’t encounter any problems. Uncle, Auntie, I’ll need you to pay more attention from now on.”
“Of course, we will take good care of Yang Yuxin. Within three months, we will definitely see her married off in the country,” Yang Yuxin's father said firmly, his voice leaving no room for doubt.
In the past, due to their indulgence, they had refrained from being harsh and allowed Yang Yuxin to act on her whims. But this time, it was no joke.
“Dad, I won’t be able to find someone I like within three months. Can you really bear to see your daughter unhappy for the rest of her life?” Yang Yuxin said pitifully. In the past, her parents would never ignore her feigned helplessness, but now their expressions were stern and their eyes cold.
“There’s no room for negotiation on this matter. If you don’t get married, your life will be unhappy—perhaps you won’t even have a life left to live. Besides, you’re already quite old; you’re thirty years old now. What are you being picky about? There are plenty of excellent candidates from prominent families in the capital,” Yang Yuxin's father said again in a deep voice.
“Dad, aren’t you just trying to keep me away from Ryan? I promise you, from now on, I absolutely won’t see Ryan again. But can you not rush me into marriage so soon? Besides, I’m not that old; I’m actually a few months younger than Qin Xiaoya! I want to wait until Qin Xiaoya gets married before I do,” Yang Yuxin said earnestly.
“Yang Yuxin, if you wait for me to get married, you might never get married in this lifetime. I don’t plan on marrying at all,” Qin Xiaoya said with an eye roll at her childhood friend, feeling helpless.
“Then I won’t get married either,” Yang Yuxin quickly replied.
“We’re different; you must get married. Three months is enough time for us to find a suitable match for you. Uncle and Auntie, you can start arranging blind dates for Yang Yuxin right now,” Qin Xiaoya said.
In the past, Qin Xiaoya might have helped her friend avoid family-arranged dates, but now she had become an accomplice, actively encouraging Yang Yuxin to go on blind dates.
“Why are we different? We grew up together; what’s the difference? If you’re an anti-marriage advocate, so am I,” Yang Yuxin argued.
“You and Qin Xiaoya have always been different. Qin Xiaoya is already the head of the Qin family now, managing all of its enterprises while you? You’re still just a little girl who hasn’t grown up. If you had half of Qin Xiaoya’s capability and ambition, your dad wouldn’t have to worry,” Yang Yuxin's father said quietly.
Yang Yuxin fell silent; the gap between her and her childhood friend was indeed growing wider.
“Alright, Yang Yuxin, I won’t accompany you shopping today. You’ve just recovered from a serious illness; take good care of yourself at home. Within three months, I hope to attend your wedding,” Qin Xiaoya said.
“Qin Xiaoya, do you feel disappointed in me?” Yang Yuxin suddenly asked.
“As long as you listen and behave, you won’t disappoint me; you’ll still be my good friend,” Qin Xiaoya replied earnestly.
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