Su Yao lowered her head and responded softly, "Well, I know, Mom."

Jiang Tingchen stood not far away, looking at Ning Nanxue with gentleness in his eyes.

Seeing the mother and daughter of the Su family trying so hard to act like they were "living in harmony" for the entire day, he and Ning Nanxue both felt a little awkward and were not used to this deliberately created peace.

The night gradually deepened.

The guest rooms in the resort are all small villas, which are quite quiet.

Ning Nanxue finished washing up, lay down, and fell asleep quickly.

It’s really tiring to deal with these things during the day.

Jiang Tingchen covered her with a blanket, but he himself was not sleepy.

What on earth were the Su family mother and daughter trying to accomplish with this drama today? He always felt that it wasn't that simple.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was suddenly a slight noise outside, and it sounded like someone was walking around deliberately lightly.

Jiang Tingchen raised his eyebrows, walked to the door, opened a small gap and looked out.

It’s dark at night and I can’t see clearly.

He looked back at Ning Nanxue who was sleeping on the bed, but did not wake her up. He tiptoed out to see what was going on.

Just a few steps out of the villa, a sharp alarm sounded through the night sky - it was a smoke alarm!

Then, smoke seemed to come out of another villa not far away.

"Fire?" Ning Nanxue was awakened by the alarm and sat up suddenly. She also smelled a faint smell of burning.

Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly got out of bed to open the door, but the doorknob wouldn't turn!

"What's wrong with the door?" She pulled hard a few times, but the door didn't move. It felt like it was locked from the outside.

"Tingchen? Tingchen!" Ning Nanxue knocked on the door, her voice a little anxious.

Outside, Madam Su and Su Yao were also wearing clothes and hurriedly ran out of their villa with panic on their faces.

"What's going on? Where is the fire?" Mrs. Su looked around.

Su Yao saw Jiang Tingchen not far away. He was staring at the direction of Ning Nanxue's villa. The smoke over there seemed to be thicker.

"Brother Tingchen!" Su Yao called out.

When Jiang Tingchen heard Ning Nanxue's voice, his face changed immediately and he turned around to rush back.

"Brother Tingchen, don't go in! There's a lot of smoke in there!" Seeing him like this, Su Yao quickly stepped forward and reached out to pull him. "It's dangerous! The bodyguards have all gone in. They will bring Sister Nanxue out. Don't take any risks!"

Madam Su also said anxiously: "Yes, Tingchen, don't be impulsive, let the professionals go!"

Jiang Tingchen only had Ning Nanxue in his heart, so he couldn't listen to these words. He shook off Su Yao's hand and said in a voice as cold as ice: "Get out of the way!"

He rushed to the door of Ning Nanxue's room in a few steps, and thick smoke was already coming out from the crack of the door.

"Xue'er! Xue'er, how are you?" Jiang Tingchen knocked on the door hard.

"Tingchen! I'm here! The door is locked and can't be opened!" Ning Nanxue's voice came from inside, with a cough and a bit of uncontrollable panic.

"Stand back a little!" Jiang Tingchen yelled, took two steps back, then gathered all his strength and kicked the door lock hard.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the door was kicked open by him.

A cloud of thick smoke mixed with hot air blew towards me.

"Xue'er!" Jiang Tingchen rushed in and saw Ning Nanxue squatting in the corner, covering her mouth and nose with a wet towel.

He walked over, picked her up, turned around and ran out.

"Cough cough... Tingchen..." Ning Nanxue leaned in his arms, coughed a few times, and grabbed his clothes with her hands.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you out." Jiang Tingchen's voice rang in her ears, and in an instant, a strong hand grabbed her.

The smoke dissipated a little, and Jiang Tingchen rushed out of the villa holding Ning Nanxue. Professional rescue workers had arrived outside and quickly took over to control the fire - or rather, the smoke.

Jiang Tingchen's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He hugged the person in his arms tightly. Her cheeks were a little blackened by the smoke and she kept coughing.

"Xue'er, Xue'er?" He called softly, his voice trembling without him even noticing.

Su Yao stood not far away, looking at Jiang Tingchen's extremely nervous appearance, her nails almost digging into her palms.

Mrs. Su was quick to act. She grabbed her daughter's arm and whispered a warning, "Don't go over there and cause trouble!"

Jiang Tingchen didn't even notice them. He picked up Ning Nanxue and ran towards the parking lot: "Let's go to the hospital! Quick!"

The lights in the hospital are bright.

The doctor examined Ning Nanxue and removed the X-ray. "You inhaled some smoke, but your lungs don't look seriously damaged. If you're really worried, you can stay in the hospital for one night for observation."

Jiang Tingchen said without hesitation: "Observe for one night."

How could he feel at ease when he saw Ning Nanxue lying on the hospital bed, looking pale and coughing softly?

After settling Ning Nanxue down, Jiang Tingchen stayed by the bed. His cell phone rang. It was Mrs. Su calling.

He walked outside the ward to answer the call.

"Tingchen," Mrs. Su's voice sounded a bit scared and relieved, "How is Nanxue? What did the doctor say?"

Jiang Tingchen said calmly, "Nothing serious. I just choked on some cigarettes. I'll stay in the hospital for observation."

"That's good, that's good," Madam Su said, looking relieved. "They've investigated the matter at the villa. They say the kitchen wiring was aging and it accidentally caught fire. It's really... such a bad coincidence. Luckily, you're all okay, otherwise I'd be so sorry."

"Kitchen?" Jiang Tingchen repeated, his voice devoid of emotion. "I see. Thank you, Aunt Su, for your concern."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tingchen stood in the corridor with a frown on his face.

Kitchen fire?

In the villa where he and Ning Nanxue lived, the kitchen had never been lit, and even the kitchen utensils hadn't been moved. How could it be that the kitchen was on fire? This explanation was a bit too deliberate.

When he returned to the ward, Ning Nanxue had woken up and was looking at him with her head tilted.

"Tingchen..." Her voice was still a little hoarse.

Jiang Tingchen walked over, sat down beside the bed, held her hand, and softened his voice: "Are you awake? How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ning Nanxue shook her head and coughed twice: "I'm fine, just my throat is a little dry, cough cough... I'm sorry to have worried you." She looked at the red bloodshot in his eyes and knew that he must not have slept all night.

"I'm glad you're okay." Jiang Tingchen leaned over, resting his forehead against hers, his voice muffled, "You really scared me."

Ning Nanxue held his hand back and patted it soothingly: "I'm fine, aren't I? Don't worry."

But she was thinking in her heart that this fire was too strange.

On the other side of the holiday villa, in Su Yao's room.

Su Yao fidgeted: "Mom, you say... Will Brother Tingchen become suspicious? What if he finds out that the fire is not big at all, but the smoke is scary... Will he find out that it was us who did it? "

Madam Su sat on the sofa, holding a glass of water. She drank slowly and then looked up at her with a cold look in her eyes: "Shut up! Don't say a word like that again!"

Su Yao shrank her neck when she looked at her.

"Ning Nanxue was lucky this time." Madam Su put down her water cup and lowered her voice. "Now that things have come to this, no one is allowed to mention it again. Just treat it as an accident, and the villa will handle it that way. We know nothing, understand?"