The vicious female supporting role is posted in the opposite direction by the cub

First class offers a private and independent space. The cabin door was opened when the flight attendant served the meal earlier, and Yan Yueqing was too lazy to close it. Unexpectedly, this brief oversight attracted Keynes's attention.

Impatient, she reached out to press the button to close the hatch.

“Don’t be so quick to refuse, Oriental Rose.” Keynes leaned closer, blocking her movement. A strong, expensive perfume scent mixed with a powerful, aggressive aura wafted over her. “Let me introduce you, Keynes Lowell, Crown Prince of the Lowell family of the North Sea.”

He deliberately emphasized the words "Crown Prince" to emphasize its significance. "My family controls three of the most productive diamond mines in the North Sea. And you—" His gaze swept suggestively over Yan Yueqing's bare ring finger, "Such a perfect hand is missing a truly dazzling ring to match it. I think only the 'Heart of the Icy Sea' from the depths of our Lowell mine is worthy of you."

Yan Yueqing's glassy eyes were as cold and calm as a deep pool: "I think what I lack more is tranquility."

After saying that, she pressed the close button without hesitation.

The hatch slowly closed, shutting out Keynes's bewildered expression. That bewilderment quickly transformed into a more intense interest in his azure eyes. He practically leaned against the door, his words quickening: "Oh, what a painful decision! But... beauty, the more you act this way, the more interested I become!"

Yan Yueqing closed her eyes and ignored her.

I thought to myself: No matter how annoying this person is, they wouldn't climb over the wall, would they?

Keynes did not climb over the cabin door, but he stubbornly stayed in the aisle until the plane was about to land and a flight attendant came to remind him to return to his seat and fasten his seatbelt. Yan Yueqing then realized—he was inflexible.

After the plane landed smoothly, Yan Yueqing didn't rush to get up. She deliberately lingered in the cabin for a moment, estimating that Keynes should have left before opening the cabin door.

However, as soon as the door opened, Keynes's face, radiating an air of triumph, immediately blocked the entrance.

Yan Yueqing paused slightly, a clear hint of impatience flashing in her glassy eyes.

"Get out of the way." Her voice was colder than the glaciers of the North Sea.

Instead of backing down, Keynes gracefully bowed and gestured for you to proceed: "Why be so wary? Beautiful Oriental Rose, the airport is a complicated place. I'm just trying to show you the way." He deliberately leaned closer and lowered his voice, "The Crown Prince of North Sea personally escorting you—how many people would be willing to do that?"

Yan Yueqing shoved his shoulder aside, her high heels clicking crisply on the bridge floor. Keynes staggered, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes, but he quickly caught up: "The more unconquerable you are, the more it itches my heart! Listen—" He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "In S Continent, there's no place I, Keynes, can't enter!"

"Snapped!"

A sharp, resounding slap interrupted him.

Yan Yueqing's voice was icy: "Touch me again, and it won't just be a slap!"

At the end of the airport VIP passage, three all-black luxury cars were already waiting.

Four bodyguards wearing sunglasses stood solemnly beside the lead vehicle. Upon seeing Yan Yueqing, they immediately bowed at a ninety-degree angle and said in unison, "Miss Xiaoxing!" Their movements were swift and decisive, completely ignoring Keynes, who was following closely behind and looked somewhat disheveled.

"Stop him." Yan Yueqing got into the car without looking back.

The moment the car door closed, Keynes roared as he charged forward: "Stop me? You dare stop the Crown Prince of Beihai?!" Bodyguards instantly formed a human wall, the glint of pulse guns flashing in their cuffs. Keynes dared not force his way in, and shouted to Yan Yueqing inside the car: "Beautiful Miss Dongfang? Is this a test for me? Don't worry, I'll follow you to the ends of the earth!"

The convoy sped away.

In the rearview mirror, Keynes quickly jumped into his extended luxury car and gave chase.

"Miss Xiaoxing, should we deal with the car following us?" The bodyguard in the passenger seat asked with a chilling murderous intent in his voice.

Yan Yueqing shook her head, her tone indifferent: "No need, they can't get in anyway."

"Yes."

The convoy drove into the lush forest road, and a dark blue energy curtain appeared before the mountain gate. Cairns' luxury car was precisely forced to a stop a hundred meters away by eight suddenly rising pulse gun barrels.

"Everyone inside the vehicle, present your access code immediately!" The security captain's voice was like the scraping of metal, his gun barrel relentlessly locked onto Keynes's face, which was flushed red with rage.

Keynes angrily kicked open the car door, pointing at the taillights that were about to disappear in the light screen and roaring, "Open your dog eyes! I am Crown Prince Lowell!" He tried to force his way in, but with a "whoosh," all the guns instantly charged, and the dark blue beams accurately shot into the granite ground in front of him, blasting a crater the size of a bowl, and shards of stone splashed onto the hem of his expensive suit trousers.

"Final warning!" The security captain's finger was firmly on the trigger. "Back off in three seconds. Three, two—"

"You bastards! Do you know the price of offending the Lowell family?!" Keynes' neck veins bulged, but his body froze when he met the eight cold, unwavering gun barrels.

He slammed the car door shut and, through the window, hissed like a viper in the direction Yan Yueqing had disappeared: "Good! Very good! The more thorny the rose, the more fragrant it is! We'll see each other again soon... I swear!"

The wind on the mountaintop, carrying salty sea mist, rippled with pale blue light as it passed through the energy light curtain.

As soon as Yan Yueqing stepped onto the white marble steps of the inner courtyard, she was tightly embraced by an anxious figure—Jiang Yu's fingers were icy cold, but the strength of the embrace felt as if it were embedded into her bones: "Are you hurt? Did that bastard from Beihai hurt you?"

On the huge monitor screen in the living room, the final footage of the Cairns team's disarrayed retreat was being displayed.

Yan Yueqing grasped her mother's trembling hand, which was shaking with worry: "They're just a few buzzing insects; they can't even get close."

“The Lowell family… the North Sea…” Jiang Yu suddenly gripped her daughter’s wrist tightly, “Jiang Ke… the sea area where Jiang Ke last disappeared is the core territorial waters of the Lowell family!”

She didn't even have time to rejoice at the reunion after five years. Pointing to the frozen image of Keynes's face, contorted with rage, on the screen, she exclaimed, "This madman's appearance... is too coincidental!"

Jiang Ming brought over two cups of warm Yunwu tea and gently placed one of them into his daughter's palm: "Your mother hasn't had a full night's sleep in the past five years. She checks the logs of the 'Tianluo' defense system every day."

He sighed, his broad hand encircling his wife's slender shoulder. "That half of the family head's seal... is still in Jiang Ke's hands. That's what's most worrying."

"Let's go inside and talk," Jiang Yu said, feeling a pang of heartache as she looked at her daughter's travel-worn appearance. (End of Chapter)