All Chapters of The Best Actor's Courtship: Miss Scriptwriter, Please Love Me!: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

"Your chances of using them are almost 90%!" Murong Ye couldn't look any somber than if he had tried. Evidently, he had been suppressing his anger to the point that he was close to exploding. His pupils were cold and unreadable. "Huh, why? If that's the case, is there still a need for us to go to America?" Murong Ye's figure startled Murong Yunxi. This indicated that something bad would surely happen during their US trip. She became more and more anxious. Gong Yu was also looking at Murong Ye in astonishment. The glint in his eyes became even sharper. "Go! Of course, you must go!" Murong Ye looked far away into the distance as if he was looking through time and into another dimension. "Brother, do you know something? Tell us so we have some mental preparation at least." "Someone is losing their patience and is preparing to make a move. So they would be targeting you in America!" "Me? Who are you refe

Murong Ye looked up at the door. A man with long hair came in, wearing a black trench coat, followed by two men in black suits. His long hair was tied behind his head. Wearing black sunglasses, the man was above average in height, which made him taller than Murong Ye and Gong Yu. Dressing in all black showed his cold nature, just like an insulator, and his presence could easily drive people away. "When I heard that Big Master Murong had come here, I thought my men were wrong. I didn't expect that it was really you." The man had a unique accent of foreigners speaking Chinese. Apparently, he couldn't speak Chinese very well. Not only was his pronunciation not standard, but his sentences also had some grammatical errors. Murong Ye narrowed his eyes, and the atmosphere around him seemed more gloomy and cold. A smell of Death once again filled the air, making Murong Yunxi feel a little chilly. "Ken, what are you doing here!" Murong

Blank was confused by Murong Yunxi's question. Why had she mentioned the F list for no reason? He turned to look at Murong Yunxi's beautiful black eyes, but the obscure light in her deep eyes amazed him. "F list! Of course I have heard of it! It's a very famous list in the United States which is updated every four years. The people on the list are god-like prominent figures in computer science. Ordinary people are not qualified to be on the list. It's an unofficial list that is organized spontaneously, yet it is still very authoritative. There are many computer gurus, hackers and expert programmers on that list. I don't know much about computers, but this is common knowledge." "Oh, who are the top ten figures on that list, Blank?" "Well, I haven't done any research on that, but they are certainly leading figures. The top 5 could be called grand masters in the industry." Blank was even more convinced that Murong Yu

Murong Ye and his two fellows walked out, heading straight for their villa. On returning home, Murong Ye called in the family doctor, who simply dressed the wound on Murong Yunxi's hand. Knowing that it was merely a minor skin trauma, Murong Ye went back to the study. He closed the door, looking scarily sullen. He took out the phone and called Lisa, "Hello, Lissa, how's it going?" "Childe, they've been too cautious this time. No trace can be found." "What about that woman?" "She's dead!" "Dead? How could she die within such a short time?" "We've been following that woman as soon as she came out. She went directly to a nearby hotel, where she made a deal with a drug dealer and exchanged the drug with her chastity. But she died on the spot from taking excessive doses of drugs. That's about just ten minutes ago." "She died on the spot? This is so weird. Someone must have done

Zhuang Yaru was surprised by the sudden voice, so she looked at Murong Haotian in shock. Murong Haotian was confused when seeing her freaking out. "What's wrong? Why are you so surprised?" "Oh, nothing. I just didn't expect you to come in suddenly. And I was a little uncomfortable due to staying in Xiaoxu's room." "OK, after the doctor examines the wound on your feet, I'll take you back to your room." "Thank you. Haotian, if you have something to do, go ahead. You don't have to stay with me here. I'm fine. I just injured my ankle. It's not a big deal." "I'll wait for the doctor." ———— When Murong Xu hung up the phone, he was so sad and heartbroken, which made Murong Ye, who was video chatting with him, feel worried. "What's wrong?" "How ironic. He actually believed that woman! He's the man who had raised me for over 20 years, and he didn't believe me at all."