CHAPTER 1042: CHAPTER 1042: LEAVING GRACEFULLY!

With a command from Han Changhu, the Han Family’s subordinates quickly walked out with a girl.

Although the girl’s face was haggard and her spirit was low, it was difficult to hide her absolutely beautiful face and temperament.

This girl was Zhao Fei’er.

She had been locked in this unfamiliar place these days, and her heart was already filled with boundless rage.

Of course, alongside the anger, her heart was also filled with fear.

She didn’t know what she had been taken out for.

What would she face?

However, just as she was feeling terrified and uneasy, she suddenly saw someone.

Zhao Fei’er was directly stunned.

She couldn’t believe her eyes.

She murmured dazedly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Zhou... Zhou Yu!"

"Is it really... you?"

Zhou Yu smiled slightly.

"Fei’er, it is me."

Saying this, he squinted his eyes and looked at the two subordinates holding Zhao Fei’er. Those two were startled by Zhou Yu’s gaze and immediately let go of Zhao Fei’er.

Zhao Fei’er immediately ran over with teary eyes, directly burying herself into Zhou Yu’s arms.

"Zhou Yu, it really is you."

"Woo woo woo..."

"I’m not dreaming, am I?"

"I’ve been thinking about you for so many days, believing you would come to save me, and unexpectedly, you really came."

"Woo woo woo, I’m so moved."

It only took a few seconds for Zhou Yu to feel that the front of his clothes was soaked through.

He said, half laughing and half crying:

"Fei’er, are you okay?"

"They didn’t do anything to you, did they?"

Zhao Fei’er cried:

"No, they didn’t."

"But they just kept me locked up."

"Wouldn’t let me leave."

"I was so scared..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Han Changhu shouted:

"Zhou Yu, the Old Man has already released her."

"Now, you should release him."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu glanced calmly at Han Minghao on the ground.

He sneered:

"Good thing you had the sense not to harm Fei’er."

"Otherwise, today, you would’ve met your end for sure."

Speaking so contemptuously, Han Minghao’s heart was nearly exploding with rage.

However, he dared not show the slightest trace of it.

After all, his life was still in Zhou Yu’s hands.

After saying this, Zhou Yu kicked out.

Han Minghao groaned again, rolling over to Han Changhu’s feet.

Han Changhu hurriedly had someone help Han Minghao up and take him away.

Seeing this, Han Mingjie grabbed his ears anxiously, constantly using his eyes to plead for help from Han Changhu.

Han Changhu naturally didn’t forget Han Mingjie; he looked at Zhou Yu again.

"What about Mingjie!"

"What did you do to him?"

Zhou Yu chuckled lightly.

"I actually didn’t do much."

"Just scared him a little, unexpectedly, he’s so easily frightened."

Upon hearing this, Han Mingjie was stunned for a moment, then jumped up angrily.

"Impossible!"

"You clearly used your Primordial Spirit to meddle in my body, otherwise how could I be controlled by you?"

Zhou Yu sneered coldly:

"Controlling you is simple, no need for the Primordial Spirit."

"Anyway, believe it or not."

Upon hearing this, Han Mingjie’s face turned blue and red.

Han Changhu coldly stared at him,

"Hurry up and roll over here?"

This angry shout nearly made Han Mingjie wet his pants.

He tremblingly walked over.

Han Changhu glared at him coldly.

"Useless!"

"I’ll deal with you later."

At this moment, Han Mingjie wanted to cry but had no tears, his heart full of grievance.

Zhou Yu didn’t bother with them anymore, he directly pulled Zhao Fei’er and said:

"Let’s go."

With that, he strode out.

As he passed by Zhao Da, Jiang Dongcheng, and others, Zhou Yu paused and smiled slightly.

"Miss Zhao, come with me."

Zhao Da looked at Zhou Yu with a complicated expression, then glanced at Zhao Fei’er.

To be honest, she was envious of Zhao Fei’er from the bottom of her heart.

Both had the surname Zhao, but why was there such a huge disparity in their destinies?

Suppressing her inner envy, Zhao Da nodded.

"Alright."

Saying this, she came to stand behind Zhou Yu.

Then Zhou Yu looked at Jiang Dongcheng and Jiang Xin.

"Uncle Jiang, Miss Jiang, thank you both today."

"Once I settle down, I will treat you to a meal to show my gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dongcheng was naturally delighted.

Having already decided to befriend Zhou Yu, he naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

"Sure, no problem."

"You can call me anytime."

"I’ll have Xin’er send you the phone number later."

Zhou Yu nodded, then looked at Jiang Xin.

"Miss Jiang, thank you so much for tonight."

Jiang Xin gazed blankly at Zhou Yu, her emotions very complicated.

Originally, she was very annoyed by Zhou Yu, the egotist.

But after witnessing his charisma tonight, for some reason, she suddenly felt he wasn’t annoying at all, perhaps even... handsome!

Then, seeing Zhao Fei’er holding Zhou Yu and crying bitterly, she felt inexplicably angry.

This complex psychology left her somewhat at a loss when facing Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu shook his hand.

"Miss Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Xin finally came to her senses, quickly waving her hand.

"I’m fine."

"If you need anything, feel free to go ahead."

Zhou Yu didn’t think much of it and proceeded to leave.

At this moment, as everyone saw Zhou Yu approaching, they unconsciously made way for him.

Han Changhu watched Zhou Yu’s departing figure, his heart filled with boundless hatred.

Zhou Yu had utterly humiliated the Han Family today.

He wished he could kill Zhou Yu.

But he also knew that he currently had no power to stop Zhou Yu.

He could only watch Zhou Yu leave.

Just as Zhou Yu was about to exit the crowd, he suddenly paused.

Then, he glanced at someone in the crowd.

As he looked at that person, a sharp glint flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes.