Xiaoxi quickly searched for the name Ye Zhongnan on her phone.

It turns out that Ye Zhongnan really does exist.

According to online sources, Ye Zhongnan, a national master chef, passed the top national culinary qualification certification exam five years ago.

To be awarded the title of National Special Grade Chef in China is already at the master level.

This person is being lavishly praised online.

He possesses high levels of etiquette and political literacy, meeting the requirements for diplomatic occasions and state-level banquets. He is a state banquet chef and an elite of five thousand years of culinary culture.

The real Ye Zhongnan, upon seeing this news, was so horrified that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"My dream is to become a national master chef. How did this fake version of me become a national master chef?"

Ye Zhongnan took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Unfortunately, the handkerchief fell to the ground. Xiaoxi pulled out a wet wipe from the table and handed it to Ye Zhongnan.

"Second Brother, let's not rush. Do you know this person?"

This fake Ye Zhongnan was slightly overweight, but had features resembling those of the Ye family in his features.

My second brother is still young. If he doesn't manage his physique in the future, he'll probably look like this when he gets fat.

Xiaoxi felt that the fake Ye Zhongnan was somewhat greasy and lacked the noble temperament of the Ye family.

Just look at their fathers; they are still outstanding even in middle age.

Since one person's opinion online wasn't necessarily true, Xiaoxi searched for a few more pieces of information about Ye Zhongnan.

There is a particularly clear photo. Xiaoxi sees that this person has a very good face, is extremely lucky, and has a bright forehead and excellent luck in love.

How can so many women like such a greasy man?

Does she only like his money?

Xiaoxi then searched for several more entertainment news articles about Ye Zhongnan.

Sure enough, he was surrounded by countless beautiful women, and these women were even willing to have his children without any official status. It's certain that some of these women were also bewitched by him.

Doesn't this confirm a new social structure where some wealthy people don't need to get married but can still have children?

They felt that there was no need to have a wife to manage them, as they were excellent enough and did not need family alliances for consolidation.

Xiaoxi thinks this person probably has too many secrets of his own and doesn't want another person to discover them.

Xiaoxi deduced that the fake Ye Zhongnan was the one who imprisoned the real Ye Zhongnan in the hotel.

She needs to conduct further investigations.

She rushed downstairs and asked the receptionist if she could check room 1209, because someone was making too much noise and keeping her awake.

The young lady had a gentle smile and refuted Xiaoxi's question without even checking.

"Miss, your rooms 1207 and 1208 are already the most luxurious rooms at the end of our top floor. Our hotel does not have room 1209."

"Excuse me, miss, why is there a large empty wall opposite my room 1208? Was there a room inside there before?"

The receptionist was terrified.

"No way, I've been coming to this hotel since I graduated, it's been five years." She was thinking that nothing supernatural would happen.

Xiaoxi comforted the receptionist, saying that she had misheard and that she had given the receptionist a tip of 10,000 yuan.

The receptionist knew that Xiaoxi was from a wealthy family, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to stay at this hotel.

After receiving 10,000 yuan from Xiaoxi, she immediately stopped being afraid; money gives people courage, after all.

"Little sister, let me ask the electrician on duty for you. He's a long-time employee here, with at least 20 years of experience."

The young woman called the electrician on duty.

When Xiaoxi asked about room 1209 on the top floor, the electrician's expression was: You rich heiresses can't sleep, you're just bored and have to talk about room 1209.

Xiaoxi also gave the electrician 5,000 yuan. Knowing that asking again would be pointless, she went back to the 12th floor.

How infuriating! These people must have had their memories erased.

Since nobody knows about 1209, why can't I just destroy it?