Tang Yizhou still hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation. "I just wanted to find someone to teach her a lesson. Who's the one who kept Xu Er hanging? She was fickle when she was dating Xu Er back then. Now that she has a child and a new boyfriend, she's still constantly messing with Xu Er. Who knows what tricks she'll play next?"

"No matter how much nonsense you act, there has to be a limit. Can you just joke about something like this?" Fu Li slammed the table and stood up. "You'd better pray that Xia Xi is okay, otherwise you and Xu Er will have no brotherhood!"

"Is it as serious as you say?"

"I think you're out of your mind!"

“…”

"Do you think Xu Er is a fool? If Xia Xi is really playing tricks, he won't be able to see it?!"

The quarrel between the two became louder and louder, attracting the attention of others. The box gradually became quiet and everyone looked at each other, confused.

"Mr. Fu, what happened?"

"Why did you start arguing?"

Fu Li didn't have time to explain to the others. He grabbed Tang Yizhou's arm and walked out. When they reached the deserted corridor, he shouted, "They are also in Penglai, right? Which box?!"

Tang Yizhou was dragged so hard that he staggered and nearly fell. As soon as he stood firm, he was yelled at and lost all sense of direction. Only then did he realize he was in the wrong: "I, I don't know either."

"Why don't you find someone to ask clearly!" Fu Li pointed at him again, "You, you, I thought you were just harsh in words, but at least you knew your limits in your heart. I didn't expect you... Well, it's too late to say anything now. Who is Li Chenghai? Do you really have no idea?"

Tang Yizhuo quickly called the person in charge of Penglai Hotel to find out which private room Mr. Li had booked.

Taking this opportunity, Fu Li called Xu Yanfeng.

Since this matter concerns Xia Xi, they are outsiders after all, so it would be more appropriate for Xu Yanfeng to come and handle it personally.

I don’t know what Xu Yanfeng was busy with. He didn’t even answer the phone and just hung up.

Fu Li pressed his eyebrows hard and continued to hit him, over and over again, until he accepted it.

After calling for the fourth time, the call was finally connected. Xu Yanfeng said impatiently, "Did Tang Yizhou ask you to call me? I said I won't go to the dinner party. Have fun."

"No." Fu Li had just scolded Tang Yizhou and was furious. His mouth was dry and he swallowed hard before saying, "Tang Yizhou got into trouble. He stood up for you and hired someone to frame Xia Xi. Now he's probably in danger. This guy really has grown old for nothing!"

As soon as Xia Xi was mentioned to be in danger, Xu Yanfeng put aside the past and only cared about whether she was safe.

Xu Yanfeng didn't listen carefully to the rest of the words. He put on his coat, picked up the car keys from the cabinet and went out.

I forgot to lock the door.

The phone remained in the call state. Fu Li heard a burst of clanging sounds from Xu Yanfeng's side, followed by the humming sound of the sports car engine starting up, and he didn't know how many kilometers it was speeding.

Fu Li was a little worried about him: "Be careful."

At this time, Tang Yizhou turned around, holding his phone in his hand, and said with a guilty look on his face: "I asked the manager, Li Chenghai is in the Guanlan box."

Fu Li didn't hesitate and ran towards the Guanlan box. He hadn't even run that fast during his physical fitness test in college. Fortunately, he had been to this place several times and was very familiar with it, otherwise he would have been dizzy in the winding corridors.

Tang Yizhuo ran after him. The temperature in mid-September was still hot at night, and the back of his shirt was soaked with sweat.

Fu Li stopped outside the Guanlan box, panting. At this moment, he didn't care about etiquette and just turned the door lock.

Unexpectedly, it was locked from the inside and could not be opened from the outside.

He wiped the sweat from his head and glared at the breathless Tang Yizhou: "What are you still standing there for? Call the manager to get the spare key!"

The door was locked. This was a very bad situation. How could Xia Xi, a weak woman, possibly defeat a man like Li Chenghai?

Tang Yizhuo was scolded like a grandson and didn't dare to refute a word. He opened the call log, clicked on the most recent one and called back.

As soon as the "beep" sounded, the closed door in front of him opened.

Xia Xi was wearing a gray knitted short-sleeved shirt, white casual trousers, and holding an Hermès bag in her hand. She stood inside the door safely and soundly, without any signs of being bullied. She looked more like she was there for afternoon tea.

She brushed her long curly hair, and the golden coin earrings on her ears reflected a glint of light. She looked at the two men outside the door in surprise, Tang Yizhuo and...Fu Li.

Why are they here?

Fu Li held onto the door frame: "Are you okay?"

Before Xia Xi could speak, Fu Li heard a man's painful groaning from the box. Looking inside, he saw a burly man lying on the ground, his body curled up like a shrimp, his hands covering his vulnerable parts. His face was frighteningly pale, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of cold sweat.

It was Li Chenghai.

Fu Li: “…”

Xia Xi spoke up at this time: "It seems that I am not the one in trouble."

After she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong. A hint of suspicion crossed her calm gaze as she looked at Tang Yizhou and Fu Li again. How did they know she was in this box?

Fu Li just asked her if she was okay, proving that he knew what happened inside.

Xia Xi's face was as gloomy as water: "No explanation?"

"It was Tang Yizhou. He saw Xu Er's pain and frustration because of you, and he was so angry that he thought of this trick to teach you a lesson. He didn't know the seriousness of the matter, and I've already scolded him. For Xu Er's sake, can you please forgive him?"

Fu Li had no intention of covering up for Tang Yizhou. No matter what heinous crimes Xia Xi had committed, treating a girl like this was indeed unmannerly. No, this wasn't a question of manners; it was a question of morality.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!