My Waste Husband

Chapter 134

He has found the person who wants to kill Sylvia!

Henry's eyes were full of killing intent at this moment.

Seeing Henry's gaze, Wade prayed for the one who provoked Henry.

"Who's that?"

"Su Enterprise in Yanjing, we have already found out the specific person. Do we need to do it directly?"

"No." Henry shook his head. "I made an agreement with China earlier this year. My people won't make a big noise in China unless there's no other choice. It's not a small quarrel if you go to Su Enterprise and kill people. I'll handle it myself. You can send the information of that person to me."

"Okay, boss, I'll go first." Wade looked at the diamond watch of Patek Philippe on his wrist. Without waiting for the top-quality Jamaican coffee to be soaked, he got up and left the cafe.

Henry looked at the message from Wade on his mobile phone. A few seconds later, he deleted the message. The identity and appearance of the other party had been firmly remembered in his mind. At the same time, he gave the other party a title of dead man walking.

As soon as he came out of the cafe, Henry received a message from Sylvia, in which there was a location.

"Come over here. I'll be waiting for you here. Milan and the others will be here soon!"

Henry opened the location and arrived at the fastest speed.

The location that Sylvia sent to Zhang Xuhui was the location of an apartment. As soon as Henry arrived, he saw Sylvia standing downstairs with an anxious face.

As soon as she saw Henry, Sylvia trotted over in her black high heels and handed over a key to Henry.

"This is..." Henry looked at the key with a puzzled face.

"Apartment No. 2 on the thirteenth floor. You go up first. Be more believable. Hurry up." Sylvia didn't have time to explain to Henry. She pushed and shoved. Henry entered the corridor and walked toward the 13th floor without saying a word.

As for Sylvia, she drove away after Henry went upstairs.

Henry took the elevator to the 13th floor. He found the door of apartment No. 2 and opened it.

Although it was called a small apartment, it was absolutely luxurious. The room in front of Henry was at least 130 square meters, the super big living room, the super large single bedroom, the super large bathroom, the luxuriously decorated walls, and all the furniture were high-end. The wooden floor was cleaned and spotless.

There was a study room in the apartment. Henry looked at the things in the study room and knew what this single apartment was for.

The pieces of painted paper and colors were all used to arrange Henry's fake identity. Looking at the room, it seemed that Sylvia spent a lot of time preparing this. Some of the colors were specially opened and half used. There was already half a picture on the paper on the drawing board, creating an illusion that someone often painted here.

Henry just looked around the whole house. Before he could take a closer look, he heard the doorbell ringing.

"Coming!"

Henry responded and went to the living room. After thinking for a moment, he took off his jacket and was only wearing a shirt. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Milan, Nico, and Sylvia standing in front of the door. Apart from the three girls, there was a strange man that he had never seen before, who had a mustache, a dirty braid, and an artist's style. His melancholic look was enough to call her a female killer.

As soon as Milan saw him, she was surprised. "Henry, you're really here. Sylvia was not sure you would be here. She said that you have been helping her in her company recently, so you don't have much time."

"Ha, ha." Henry laughed drily and unconsciously looked at Sylvia.

Her pretty face turned a little red and looked a little unnatural. "Honey, an old friend of mine is here. He's also specialized in painting. He wanted to see your studio."

"Hello, I'm Mark Fong. I used to go to university with Sylvia." The little-bearded man with a dirty braid extended his hand to Henry.

Henry shook hands with him and made a self-introduction.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard from Sylvia that you are also in the field of painting. This is my business card."

Henry took over Mark's business card and glanced at it. It said that he was the senior member of the Chinese Calligraphy and Painting Association and the president of the modern painted exhibition in Yanjing, both of which represented Mark's achievement in painting.

"Henry, Mark is also a painter. I think you two should have many topics to chat about. Otherwise, don't draw anymore. It's almost noon, why don't we go out and eat something?"

Mark was called by Milan before. At that time, she only wanted to expose Henry and so she contacted Mark. In terms of painting, Mark was an expert, and only experts could understand some professional knowledge. But at that time, Mark's phone had been turned off. Since she couldn't contact him, Milan sent him an e-mail, inviting him to come to Yinzhou saying that Sylvia's husband was also a painter.

Milan knew that Mark had always liked Sylvia, but she didn't say anything. If she said that, Mark would definitely come over and challenge Henry. At that time, Henry would naturally show up.

After so many days, Milan had changed her impression of Henry. She had forgotten that she had invited Mark to come. But this morning, she received a call from him saying that he is already in Yinzhou. This shocked Milan. She quickly contacted Sylvia and said that Mark wanted to talk about painting with Henry.

After Sylvia received the phone call from Milan, she arranged everything. The reason why she asked Henry to come to this studio that she had prepared for a long time was that she wanted Mark and Henry to meet in the studio and then go out for a meal. If Henry was to see this studio for the first time after the meal, it could cause unnecessary trouble and even get him exposed.

Seeing that, Milan suggested going out for a meal, and Sylvia naturally agreed. "Okay, let's go eat first. Mark, you are a guest. I'll take you to try our local delicates."

"Sylvia, don't worry about the food. You know, the moment I see paintings I can't leave just like that. This time, I would like to talk to your husband." Mark smiled and walked into the door. "Mr. Zhang, do you mind if I come in?"

"Of course I don't mind. Please come in." Henry made a gesture of invitation.

Mark was the first to enter and looked around.

Seeing this, Sylvia and the other two girls could only enter the house.

"Wow, Henry, your studio's environment is really luxurious." Nico looked at the whole room. 13th floor, and with the huge French windows in the living room, you could see the scenery outside. The garden downstairs was full of lush vegetation, creating a beautiful scenery.

"Haha, not bad." Henry laughed dryly. He had not yet had the time to enjoy the scenery outside the room.

Sylvia walked in, secretly tugged at Henry's sleeve, and whispered to him, "You should try your best to avoid communicating with Mark about paintings. I'll try my best to stall for you. The two paintings inside copy Master Ferger's Sunrise and Forest. They are both oil paintings. Don't say it wrong."