Chapter 29, One Million, One Phone Call
Qin Shu paused, startled.
"Is it Yansheng that Grandpa just mentioned?"
“Yes, he’s still at Long San’s underground casino, and we can’t get through to him on the phone,” Wen Hanyun nodded. “I need to go there and check on him.”
"Sister Wen, don't worry."
Qin Ling nodded in understanding, then turned to Buddha and Willand.
"Grandpa, you two chat first, I'll take Sister Wen there..."
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"Ah Ling...it's too dangerous, drive slowly."
As soon as they got onto the main road, Qin Ling's car started to accelerate.
"Don't be afraid, Sister Wen," Qin Ling smiled, "I'm a very good driver."
Raised by the Buddha from a young age, she was exposed to various skills from a young age, including driving and fighting, but...
She turned her head slightly and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, Ah Ling drives very steadily."
Wen Hanyun shook her head. Although Qin Ling's car was fast, it was very stable. If she wasn't worried about the little girl's safety, she would definitely have wanted to get there as soon as possible.
"Don't worry, Sister Wen, I'll definitely get you there on time!"
The black Bugatti sports car sped along the highway, and Qin Ling shortened the original half-hour drive to less than twenty minutes.
As soon as the car stopped, a low-key upscale club came into view, but business was very slow, and there were hardly any people coming and going.
Wen Hanyun asked softly, "Is this the place?"
Qin Ling nodded. "Sister Wen, this is Long San's place."
"Don't be fooled by the fact that there's nothing there on the surface; it's actually a cover for those shady underground deals. Nearly half of the entertainment venues on this entire street are his properties... Enough said, let's go inside."
Qin Ling led Wen Hanyun inside, and as soon as she pushed open the door, a blond-haired man who looked extremely obsequious rushed up to greet her.
"Welcome to Longxing, ladies!"
He gave the two of them an exaggerated 90-degree bow, then instructed the waiter behind him to take their coats and bags, "Gentlemen, do you have a reservation?"
"No, I'm here to see Long San."
Qin Ling tightened her grip on Wen Hanyun's hand, pulling her closer to herself.
She refused the man's hand that reached for her bag, her aura instantly sharpening. "So you have a rule here to search guests?"
The blond-haired man's expression changed slightly. "Miss, you're joking."
"However... it's really unfortunate, our boss is meeting with an important guest today, and no one else can come in."
Just as Huang Mao and Qin Ling were chatting and laughing, Wen Hanyun's cell phone rang in her pocket.
"Hello?" Seeing the unfamiliar number on the screen, Wen Hanyun hesitated for a moment before answering.
A familiar voice came from inside, "Hanyun, it's me."
"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?" Wen Hanyun asked immediately. "Did something happen?"
"I'm fine, Hanyun," Yansheng sounded very calm on the other end. "Are you staying home obediently?"
"......have."
She looked around, hesitated for a moment, and decided it was better not to worry him.
"That's good. My phone broke by accident. If you need anything, just ask the housekeeper. Stay home and don't wander around. Wait for me to come back, okay?" Yan Sheng gently instructed.
"knew......"
The two talked for a while longer before Wen Hanyun reluctantly hung up the phone.
"Is he really alright?"
Seeing Wen Hanyun's visibly relieved expression, Qin Ling couldn't help but ask.
Perhaps because their appearances were too striking, some people with ill intentions had already noticed them.
"Since he's alright, why don't we go back first?"
Wen Hanyun then began to regret her decision. She shouldn't have brought Qin Ling to such a place; for a young girl in her late teens or early twenties, such an environment was far too dangerous.
Just as she was feeling a bit scared and wanted to leave with Qin Ling first, Huang Mao stopped them.
"Wait a moment, the boss has sent a letter."
Huang Mao took out his phone and answered Long San's call.
"Boss, there's a young lady downstairs looking for you, and she brought a little girl with her. Should we let them in?"
Long San paused in his movements, a sinister smile flashing in his eyes.
"Huh, is it buy one get one free?"
He originally intended to use Wen Hanyun to blackmail Yan Sheng, but he didn't expect this woman to come to him on her own, and even brought him a small gift.
"Mr. Yan, shall we fill out the check?"
"You spent a million just to make a phone call, and you say you don't care about her?"
"I lent you my phone and made the call, but your girlfriend is too stupid; she just walked right into my doorstep."
Long San licked his chapped lips and looked at Yan Sheng defiantly.
"Then you can't blame me, hahaha, bring them in!"
"Yes, boss!"
The order came through the walkie-talkie, and the blond-haired man's respectful expression towards the distinguished guest immediately turned into a playful one.
"Ladies, let's go."
Wen Hanyun's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable unease welled up inside her. "What...do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" The blond-haired man grinned, fiddling with the stun gun at his waist. "This young lady is really too naive. Our boss said you can just see her whenever you want and leave whenever you want?"
Wen Han frowned. She was about to pull Qin Ling next to her when the little girl grabbed her hand instead.
Qin Ling lowered her voice and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, Sister Wen, I'm here."
The blond-haired man led the two through the dimly lit corridor in the front hall, down two hidden staircases, and a black wooden door carved with a dragon head appeared before them.
He looked up to confirm, then raised his hand to knock on the door.
He knocked three times, once lightly and twice firmly, then walked to the door, bowed, and respectfully called out:
"Master Long?"
"I've brought the person here."
Hearing a soft response from inside, he dared to respectfully push the door open and go in.
In contrast to the exterior decor, the interior is exceptionally luxurious, with an L-shaped Italian leather sofa, an opulent embroidered carpet, and a dazzling array of high-end amenities.
In the storage cabinet next to it, Romanée-Conti bottles with Domaine Leroy labels lay casually on the wine rack, numbering no less than ten, enough to be worth a BMW 8 Series.
Long San sat on the leather sofa with his legs crossed, surrounded by a group of burly men dressed in black.
Yan Sheng sat opposite him, his imposing presence unyielding, radiating an aura that kept strangers at bay.
The moment Yan Sheng saw Wen Hanyun, his heart skipped a beat.
He glanced at her, feigning composure, and frowned. "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay home?"
"I... I was just worried something might have happened to you..."
Wen Hanyun looked at his tense profile, her eyes slightly reddening.
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