"Alright!" Peng Cuiying could only slap her thigh and say after hearing Jiang Yongxian's words, "Ranran doesn't like others touching her room, so she definitely can't stay in Ranran's room. Lao San doesn't get along with her anyway, and he might come back tonight, so she can't stay there either."

"Let her stay in the second son's room. Anyway, she gets along well with him, and he probably won't mind."

After Peng Cuiying made her decision, Jiang Yongxian took Huo Beixiao to Jiang Yongchang's room.

Huo Beixiao carefully placed the drunken Jiang Qiaoqiao on the bed, exchanged a few polite words with Jiang Yongxian in his drunken state, and then closed the door.

As soon as the room door closed, Jiang Qiaoqiao, who had been completely drunk, sat up, showing no signs of intoxication whatsoever.

Huo Beixiao couldn't help but sit down next to her with concern, "Wife, how are you? You drank so much, are you feeling unwell?"

After asking the question, without waiting for Jiang Qiaoqiao's reply, he stood up and said, "You rest for a while, I'll go make you some hangover soup."

Jiang Qiaoqiao quickly grabbed him, "Come back here! Sit down!"

Huo Beixiao was as obedient as a big dog, and quickly sat down. His deep eyes, which were full of ruthlessness and coldness when facing outsiders, were now looking at his wife with unusual gentleness.

Jiang Qiaoqiao said helplessly, "Can't you at least act a little more convincingly? Our current situation is that I'm so drunk I'm completely unconscious, and you're drunk too. Why are you making me some hangover soup?"

"Besides, do I look like I'm drunk and uncomfortable right now? This little bit of alcohol is nothing to me."

“Come on!” Jiang Qiaoqiao said, patting the spot on the bed next to her. “Come on up first, let’s sleep together for a while, and then we’ll get to work when they’re all asleep in the middle of the night.”

Jiang Yongchang's room was next to Jiang Yong'an's room.

During the two years she lived in the Jiang family home, she cleaned and tidied all the rooms.

Although Jiang Yong'an is cowardly, stupid, and love-obsessed, he has one redeeming quality: he is very particular about the tidiness of his room.

The clothes in the wardrobe were all neatly arranged.

So finding a piece of clothing in his room wasn't difficult.

Soon, the night deepened and all was quiet.

Having spent his early years in the black market, Huo Beixiao was skilled in all sorts of tricks, so opening the dark lock on Jiang Yong'an's room was no challenge for him.

A wire was inserted into the keyhole, and with a "click," the lock opened instantly.

After entering the room, Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced around.

Jiang Yong'an's room was indeed exactly the same as when she lived in this house.

She opened Jiang Yong'an's wardrobe and immediately spotted the Zhongshan suit hanging there.

Even the patch of fabric torn off that Zhongshan suit by thorns hadn't been mended yet.

Holding the garment, Jiang Qiaoqiao felt a surge of hatred welling up inside her, her heart pounding violently in her chest.

"Huh, why is the door to the third brother's room open?"

At this moment, Peng Cuiying's puzzled voice came.

Jiang Qiaoqiao was startled. She quickly gave Huo Beixiao a look and then hurried to the balcony.

The balcony of Jiang Yong'an's room is less than half a meter away from the balcony of Jiang Yongxian's room, making it easy to climb over.

At this moment, Peng Cuiying, who was still a little groggy after getting up in the middle of the night, was fully awake.

She screamed, "Old Jiang, Boss, get up! A thief has broken into our house!"

Soon, Jiang Jiahua and Jiang Yongxian came out of the house.

The three of them grabbed whatever tools were handy and approached Jiang Yong'an's room.

Just then, the light in Jiang Yong'an's room suddenly turned on with a "snap".

Huo Beixiao, still drunk and looking aggrieved, walked out of the room. When he saw the three members of the Jiang family holding brooms and other weapons, his lips drooped even more.

"Dad, Mom, why are you both up? I got up to use the restroom, and when I came back to my room I couldn't find Qiaoqiao."

"Did Qiao Qiao despise me and not want me anymore, so she made you kick me out?" Huo Beixiao said, his eyes almost breaking, as if his whole being was about to shatter.

The three members of the Jiang family looked at Huo Beixiao in bewilderment, wondering what had happened.

Just then, the door to the next room opened, and Jiang Qiaoqiao rubbed her eyes, looking like she was drunk and still half asleep. "What's wrong? What happened? Why is it so noisy?"

Upon hearing the voice, Huo Beixiao quickly turned to look at Jiang Qiaoqiao, and his dim eyes instantly lit up.

He rushed towards Jiang Qiaoqiao in a few strides and hugged her tightly. "Waaah, honey, why did you go to the next room all by yourself? I couldn't find you when I came back from the outhouse, and I thought you didn't want me anymore, waaaah..."

Jiang Qiaoqiao: ...

She was both amused and exasperated, and really wanted to remind the man that he was overacting.

But she was also drunk at this point and not so clear-headed, so she could only say with a confused look, "Did I change rooms? Was I sleepwalking?"

The three members of the Jiang family exchanged glances, and at that moment they understood what was going on.

Jiang Jiahua laughed and said, "Qiaoqiao, you're not sleepwalking. Beixiao went into your third brother's room by mistake after coming back from the toilet."

Seeing how well you all get along, Dad is relieved. Everything's alright, everyone go back to your rooms and get some sleep.

"Oh!" Jiang Qiaoqiao responded in a confused yet obedient manner, and took Huo Beixiao's hand, saying, "Brother Xiao, let's go back to the room."

Only when Peng Cuiying returned to her room could she mutter to herself, "I remember the door to the third brother's room was locked! How did Huo Beixiao get in?"

Jiang Jiahua frowned upon hearing this and asked seriously, "Are you sure the door to the third brother's room is locked?"

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