In the serene and elegant corridor, the man looked ahead bewilderedly, having clearly seen the Little Fairy take this path, yet in the blink of an eye, she was gone.
Was he really to lose her just by following?
The Little Fairy must be as swift as a rabbit.
A waiter carrying drinks passed by and was stopped by the man, who was getting a bit anxious.
"Have you seen a girl? Red dress, vintage style, the sleeves are kind of like... about 20 years old, quite pretty."
"Do you need me to call security?"
The man frowned, seemingly realizing something, and quickly waved his hand. He did not want to blow this out of proportion.
He was just doing this for a bit of fun.
"Alright, sir, enjoy your evening!" The waiter replied respectfully, then left.
Little Fairy, don’t let me catch you.
Just as the man shrugged his shoulders, ready to head to the second floor to search, a tall security guard forcefully took him down the corridor and straight into a room designated for staff only.
Although the interior decoration was unique, it also gave the man a chill down his spine.
What is this supposed to mean?
He saw the coffee table filled with various strong liquors, domestic and international alike.
Even now, he was still completely bewildered, powerless as a chicken, and completely oblivious to what was happening.
He was just looking for a girl, how did he end up being mysteriously brought here?
"You, you are... what do you want to do?"
The security guard unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt and casually picked up a fruit knife from the table: "I heard Sir was looking for someone, a very pretty girl, right?"
The man froze completely.
"Chased after her all the way, then lost her?"
The security guard swayed the fruit knife in his hand back and forth a few times, then casually tossed it, embedding it in the frame of the display cabinet behind the man.
Without even looking, the fruit knife whistled coldly past the man’s ear.
"How do you know, do you recognize her?"
The man tried to control his shaken nerves, guessing that the security guard wouldn’t dare do anything substantial to him, probably was just a scare tactic.
He was, after all, an honored guest; the "December" suite he was assigned to was the highest class in the Yelan Xiang Club, not something a regular member could easily book.
"All I do is guard the gate... how could I possibly recognize any girl. But Sir... you’re quite impressive, with all your harassing and blocking!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the security guard picked up a fork from the table and tossed it casually.
A thud that was terrifying!
The man did not dare turn his head to look at the display cabinet, knowing that the fork definitely struck it.
"What are you trying to do? Do you know what the consequences of treating a guest this way will be... This is illegal detention, I... I have to leave."
"Detention? Do I? But you, intentionally harassing others, I can provide evidence for that."
The man felt guilty; he had indeed stopped Tang Xiaowan, not letting her leave, joking around and even tried to grab her arm.
Could she be someone’s pampered canary?
No wonder the jewelry... such a large piece, the ruby is real, all real, not a high imitation?
"I was just trying to make friends with her, I didn’t do anything, she has already left, right? You don’t believe... you can check, yes, check the surveillance."
The security guard, hearing this, his thin lips slightly curved.
Thinking about making friends? Is she someone you could dare to covet?
"I’m telling you, you better not mess around, I am Wang Junchen’s honored guest. Right in the "December" room. If they find out... I didn’t go there, you better let me leave quickly, I can pretend nothing happened."
Unrepentant, still trying to threaten me?
The security guard’s brow lifted, his knuckles cracking.
"I hear Sir... can hold his liquor very well?"
How do they even know this? Could it be that there are surveillance cameras and listening devices all over the place?
"Actually... that’s just a filler word."
"Oh, a filler word! Such a pity, I wasn’t great at studying before and can only understand the literal meaning."
"What... literal meaning?"
As the man spoke, he saw a tray full of wine glasses being brought in by the server. The glasses weren’t that big, but drinking one after the other would be more than most people could handle—they’d vomit blood.
His tolerance could handle at most five or six glasses.
Moreover, the server was none other than the tall and skinny guy he had just stopped to ask a question.
The man’s face instantly turned deathly pale.
"I was just joking, trying to tease that girl. No, not tease, I actually wanted to show off my drinking ability because she looked pretty. No, not pretty, I wanted to make a friend."
Clearly, he was rambling now, realizing he had provoked someone he shouldn’t have.
Elsewhere, in the manager’s office.
Zhao Renjie was giving a report, flanked by two burly mercenaries.
"Knowing Tangtang was here, they dared not come?" Leng Lingxiao toyed with a brass lighter, his tone indifferent, a hint of smugness and disdain in his eyes.
"But... Jiangbei came."
"Wang Junchen has invested so much money, he can’t afford not to care; naturally, he’s... very concerned."
"How should we handle it on Young Master Jiang’s end?"
"No rush, let them play around for a while. It wouldn’t be late if you went over after they’ve had enough."
Before he could finish speaking, Tang Xiaowan came in looking disappointed, seemingly upset that the minor punishment she had prepared wasn’t going to be used.
"Hey, Tangtang, what happened?"
"Wang Junchen, that big devil, didn’t show up. It was just Jiangbei on his own. I got all excited for nothing!" Google seaʀᴄh Nove1Fire.net
"Oh, blame me for not notifying you in time..."
"It’s not your fault he didn’t show. Really, why didn’t he come? He got hit by my toxin that day; doesn’t he want revenge? It’s so weird, don’t you think he got scared?"
"Absolutely, definitely."
Flattering his Little Wife was something he was good at.
"Oh well, it’s just too bad for him. Humph, sooner or later, I’m going to make him... just you wait!"
Leng Lingxiao had just relaxed, thinking Little Wife wasn’t angry anymore. But suddenly, she pointed her delicate finger and looked towards the mahjong table.
"Huahua, you’re not sleepy, right?" Tang Xiaowan asked with a smile, full of hope.
Of course, he wasn’t sleepy; he was in high spirits. But he only wanted to spend the whole night tenderly with his Little Wife until dawn, never wishing to play any mahjong.
This was truly making him want to cry!
"What are you thinking, don’t you want to play?"
"Fine, then let’s call Cheng Shi and Wang Meijuan. I remember they’re pretty good; it’s a good opportunity to learn something." Leng Lingxiao feigned composure.
Tang Xiaowan glanced at Zhao Renjie and the mercenaries behind him, then suddenly flashed a sweet smile.
She pretended quite convincingly. Did they think that by wearing security uniforms and large frame sunglasses, Miss here couldn’t recognize or know them?
With me here, thinking of starting a fight is out of the question!
Leng Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, "What’s wrong?"
"Cheng Shi went with Meijuan to the night market. They won’t be back anytime soon, so just them two will do." Tang Xiaowan pointed at the mercenaries behind Zhao Renjie.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Renjie looked incredulous.
"Madam, they aren’t good at it."
"No worries, as long as they can touch the tiles." Tang Xiaowan paused, then continued with a smile, "Alright, let’s start. Everyone, come over quickly."
With that, she walked straight to the mahjong table.
Leng Lingxiao’s lips slightly curved up.
Seeing this, the two mercenaries stood still, not daring to respond, wishing they could become invisible.