Xia Wan's hand froze in mid-air.
Fortunately, she confessed quickly, otherwise she was afraid she would have actually stabbed him.
The You family?
Xia Wan kept pondering those two words in her mind.
The original novel did not mention the You family, and even though she had lived here for three years, she had never heard of any prominent family in Lincheng with the surname You.
Are these hidden families truly mysterious and elusive?
Xia Wan wanted to ask more questions.
Looking down, he saw that Fu Li, who had just been holding on, had fainted at some point.
She quickly reached under his nose and felt a faint breath, then breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good that he's not dead.
Now that we know about the You family, the rest should be easier to investigate.
She got up and went out again, intending to call Cui Ziqi to leave.
The fighting noise at the entrance has stopped.
As soon as Xia Wan stepped out of the study, Cui Ziqi grabbed her wrist and led her down the corridor and up the stairs.
She only had time to glance at the scattered bodyguards and Cui Jiyang, who was lying half-dead on the ground.
Oh, and there's Cui Nan, huddled in the corner, shivering.
As Cui Ziqi pulled her upstairs, Xia Wan finally realized something was wrong.
"Why are we going upstairs? Shouldn't we be going outside now?"
Cui Ziqi said quietly, "You've already called the police, wouldn't I be walking into a trap if I went out now?"
Xia Wan was speechless.
She called the police to save Cui Ziqi, but who would have thought that those aggressive people would be killed so quickly?
She panicked a little.
"What should we do then? If the police come in and find the group of people who were beaten, they will definitely cause trouble for you. I don't know if your two twin cousins have dealt with the police."
Cui Ziqi paused, looking at Xia Wan with a hint of disbelief.
Why would you think I'm afraid of the police?
He couldn't help but reflect on when he had shown fear of the police.
Cui Ziqi was one step above Xia Wan, and his already taller stature made him even more imposing.
Xia Wan was worried but speechless.
You're not afraid of anything, but that policeman named Liang Qi is clearly watching you. Can you guarantee you'll escape every time?
She thought for a moment, then took two steps up to look Cui Ziqi in the eye almost directly.
"When the police come in and ask the injured people, just say that Mr. Fu tried to take advantage of me, and I injured him in self-defense. You injured these people to save me. We were just acting in self-defense."
It was actually self-defense.
But she always felt that the police wouldn't believe that Cui Ziqi was targeted and drugged by Fu Li, and that Cui Ziqi would go crazy first.
The worry overflowing in her eyes was so intense that Cui Ziqi felt, in a twisted way, that he would be even more excited if she could cry out of worry right now.
He smiled and looked at her with amusement.
"Do you think there wouldn't be surveillance cameras in such a large venue?"
yes.
The police will definitely collect evidence, and once they pull up the surveillance footage, their lies will be exposed.
She frowned, unsure of what to do.
Feeling her hand being tightly held by the woman's soft, boneless hand, Cui Ziqi waited and waited, but she didn't cry.
He squeezed her slender white knuckles with some disappointment.
Forget it, let's not be so perverted.
"Don't worry, I've already..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xia Wan looked at him firmly, as if she had made up her mind.
"You stay here and clean up the scene. Remember not to let them die, especially Fu Li. You can't kill anyone. I'm the one who reported the crime. I'll deal with the police."
As she spoke, she let go of Cui Ziqi's hand and walked downstairs.
The man grabbed him by the back of his collar, and without much effort, he lifted him up again.
What are you doing?
Xia Wan waved his hand away and straightened her clothes.
She was wearing an off-shoulder sweater, and when he pulled it like that, the collar was pulled up and hung loosely on her shoulder.
She quickly straightened herself, her snow-white shoulders appearing even more delicate under the cold white light of the stairwell. With her movements, the fullness of her breasts, covered by the sweater fabric, moved beneath her snow-white shoulders, creating a striking image that rushed into Cui Ziqi's eyes.
He subconsciously looked away, his throat moving slightly.
"He doesn't know how to cherish a woman at all," Xia Wan complained softly, straightening her clothes and looking up at Cui Ziqi, whose ears were flushed.
What's wrong?
She didn't have time to think about anything else right now, and said to Cui Ziqi quickly, "You have to get Zuo Cheng to help you now, I have to go out."
She thought Cui Ziqi was just throwing a tantrum, so she gently comforted her.
He then turned to leave.
Cui Ziqi grabbed her again and said in a hoarse voice, "I've already made arrangements; the police won't come in."
Xia Wan stood there, stunned.
She turned to look at him incredulously. Had everything been arranged?
Seeing her confusion, Cui Ziqi didn't explain, but simply pulled her upstairs.
Xia Wan stopped insisting on going downstairs.
The two entered a private room on the third floor.
The fairly large private room was filled with five or six people.
Xia Wan glanced over and saw familiar faces—all of them were Cui Ziqi's men. Only the woman sitting next to Zuo Cheng was unfamiliar.
Zuo Cheng saw Cui Ziqi leading Xia Wan in, handed the computer in his hand to the girl next to him, and walked up to the two of them.
"Brother Qi".
Cui Ziqi said calmly, "Go and take care of what's below. Remember, don't let anyone die."
Zuo Cheng nodded, turned around and went out the door.
The remaining people in the private room had already gotten up.
When Cui Ziqi looked over, they all called out in unison, "Brother Qi!"
Although there weren't many people, Xia Wan felt that the scene was quite... spectacular.
Cui Ziqi led Xia Wan to an empty sofa and sat down.
The others sat down as well, not at all reserved, and not in a hurry to talk. They pretended to be busy, but secretly glanced at Cui Ziqi.
As soon as she sat down, Cui Ziqi handed Xia Wan the juice that had been prepared on the coffee table.
Xia Wan's gaze was fixed on the wine.
He said in a deep voice, "No drinking until your injury heals."
Xia Wan: ……
She didn't want to drink; she was just wondering if everything that had happened today was under Cui Ziqi's control.
His gaze unconsciously fell on the wine bottle.
She didn't argue, but obediently took the orange juice from his hand.
This is my second cup today.
Cui Ziqi placed the small cakes and snacks that Zuo Cheng had prepared on the spot in front of Xia Wan, making sure she could reach them before looking up at his subordinates on the other side.
Give me the computer.
Cui Ziqi reached out his hand to the stranger.
The strange woman subtly averted her gaze from Xia Wan and handed her the computer.
No one else ate anything, and Xia Wan felt too embarrassed to eat either.
She just sipped her juice, looking very well-behaved.
In reality, her mind was entirely on Cui Ziqi.
On the computer that Cui Ziqi took, there was the surveillance footage from downstairs. Everything that had just happened inside and outside the study was on the surveillance screen.
Xia Wan's eyes widened.
"Didn't you say there were no security cameras?"
Cui Ziqi tilted his head slightly, glanced at her shocked eyes, and smiled slightly.
"The surveillance cameras inside the demon's lair are under maintenance today. This particular camera belongs to me."
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