“Clatter…”

On the 88th floor of a luxury hotel, An Qingyu stood quietly in front of the coffee machine, looking down, wondering what he was thinking about.

The rich aroma of coffee spread throughout the living room. An Qingyu came back to his senses, picked up the coffee cup, and walked towards the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

Under the black sky, the modern city with flashing neon lights exudes an atmosphere of decadence and debauchery. Even though it is late at night, the city still shows no sign of quieting down. From time to time, a few supercars pass by the empty road, and the buzzing sound of their engines cuts through the silent night and disappears in the distance.

In front of the clean and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, the reflections of the two young men were clearly reflected.

"What do you think?" Lin Qiye, who was standing in front of the French window, suddenly spoke.

An Qingyu stirred the coffee in his hand, and the steam condensed into mist on his glasses. "Something's not right."

"I think so too." Lin Qiye nodded slightly. "Although Pang Pang is sometimes unreliable, he has always been very concerned about our affairs. No matter how busy he is, he will never forget to receive us..."

An Qingyu hesitated for a moment, "And that Young Master Jing also gave me a very strange feeling."

"That's right." Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly. "From the beginning, that housekeeper Chang has been hinting, intentionally or unintentionally, that everything we enjoy is given by Baili Jing. He never mentioned anything about Pang Pang, as if he had deliberately concealed his existence."

An Qingyu took a sip of coffee, thought for a moment, and asked uncertainly: "Family infighting?"

“It’s possible.”

"The Baili family's assets are too huge. The position of Chairman and Head of the Baili Group is enough to drive most people crazy. If Baili Jing is really as powerful as Chang Kangsheng said, then it is not surprising that he is dissatisfied with Baili Pangpang and secretly tries to trip him up." An Qingyu analyzed carefully.

Lin Qiye did not answer, but just looked quietly at the night view outside the window. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong?"

"If it's just a simple family fight, then it won't be a big problem..." Lin Qiye said slowly, "As long as Mr. Baili always stands firmly on the side of Fatty Baili, they won't be able to cause any big waves."

An Qingyu nodded, "That's right. Since the one from the Baili family can support the entire Baili Group, he can't be a fool. He should have guessed that someone would be dissatisfied with Baili Pangpang and would secretly trip him up. As long as he intervenes, no one else can shake Baili Pangpang's position."

After An Qingyu finished speaking, seeing that Lin Qiye's face was still a little solemn, he couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Since Baili Pangpang's position is impossible to shake, what are you still worried about?"

Lin Qiye shook his head, turned and walked into the living room.

"Hope, I am just being overthinking..."

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A detached luxury villa in Gusu City.

A middle-aged man was sitting on a large sofa, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, staring at the expensive red wine that was stained with dark red ripples. After a moment, he raised his head and drank it all.

Da, da, da…

"Good morning, Captain." A plump woman walked down the stairs with a smile on her face.

Wei Xiuming turned to look at her, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "Good morning, Miao Su, do you want to have a drink with me?"

Miao Su shook his head. "Captain, drinking alcohol so early in the morning is not good for your stomach."

Wei Xiuming helplessly put the wine glass in his hand on the table, slowly stood up and stretched.

"There's nothing I can do. The Baili family sent too much wine. If I don't finish this bottle, there won't be room for a new one in the wine cabinet." He walked to the background wall of the TV, reached out and pushed open the wooden sliding door on the wall. The huge cabinet door moved away silently, and an entire wall of expensive red wine was densely stored in the wooden cabinet, stacked up like a small mountain.

"If it doesn't fit, then forget it." Miao Su said, "Captain, we are the Night Watchmen, we shouldn't get too involved with them."

"I know, but..." Wei Xiuming looked at the wall of red wine with some heartache, "You know, I have no resistance to alcohol... If I don't accept it, they will pour it directly into the toilet, which is a waste of food!"

Miao Su sighed helplessly, shook his head, and walked to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Where are Lao Han and the others?" Miao Su asked as if he remembered something.

"He went to deal with the new mystery last night and hasn't come back yet." Wei Xiuming muttered, "I don't know if he went to another club to spend the night."

"..." Miao Su rolled his eyes and crushed a raw egg in his hand. "Captain! You should have a good talk with them! They are so unruly every day. How can they be the night watchmen?"

"I know, I know. When they come back this time, I will definitely teach them a good lesson!" Wei Xiuming said seriously.

Ding Dong——!

Just as the two were talking, a crisp doorbell rang.

Wei Xiuming was just about to ask Miao Su to open the door, but after seeing that the other party was busy in the kitchen, he sighed, got up and opened the door himself.

Seeing the figure standing outside the door, Wei Xiuming froze in place.

"Baili Tuming?!" Wei Xiuming looked at the stinking, miserable little fat man in front of him in shock, "How did you become like this?"

Baili Pangpang smiled miserably, "Something happened recently... Captain, can I come in?"

"Come in, come in!"

Wei Xiuming brought Baili Pangpang into the house. Miao Su, who was busy in the kitchen, was also shocked when she saw him like this. She quickly took off her apron and walked over quickly.

"Xiao Tu Ming, how did you become like this? Who bullied you? Tell me! I'll beat him up right now!" Anger flashed in Miao Su's eyes.

"It's okay...No need, Sister Miao."

"Miao Su, go to my room and get him some clean clothes, and bring the medical kit!" Wei Xiuming's face darkened when he saw the wounds on Baili Pangpang's body.

"Oh, OK!"

A moment later, Baili Pangpang changed into clean clothes and sat on the sofa. Miao Su was holding alcohol and bandages in his hands, carefully treating his wounds. Wei Xiuming sat opposite Baili Pangpang with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Baili Pangpang smiled bitterly and told the two of them what had happened along the way. Wei Xiuming's brows furrowed more and more.

"You mean, someone from the Baili family wants to kill you?" He asked in surprise, "Who has the guts to do that? You are the designated heir of the Baili Group!"

Baili Pangpang lowered his head and remained silent.

"I know this matter well..." Baili Pangpang looked up at Wei Xiuming's eyes and said seriously, "I came here with only one request...

I want to go home! "

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