"Brother, Sister Ning seems very angry this time." Hua Jinyue hugged her knees, rested her chin on them, and looked at her brother's focused profile.
"Yeah." Ye Qingliu responded, his fingertips moving non-stop.
Time slipped towards the eighth day of the new year amidst apparent calm and underlying turmoil.
The Ning family's hillside manor was festooned with lights and decorations, its opulence surpassing that of the past. A massive crystal chandelier illuminated the banquet hall like daylight, and elegantly dressed people mingled, clinking glasses.
Celebrities from the political and business circles gathered here, and the air was filled with expensive perfumes, cigars and hypocritical greetings.
Ning Yuanshan was wearing a high-end dark gray suit. He accepted everyone's compliments calmly and elegantly, with a look of pride between his brows.
Ji Qinglan was wearing a gorgeous custom-made dress, accompanying her husband gently and elegantly, with a decent smile. When her eyes occasionally glanced at Ning Xiwan who was walking among the guests, there was a hint of imperceptible inquiry and a deeper coldness.
Ning Xiwan was wearing a neatly tailored black evening gown, which made her skin look whiter than snow. The faint scar on the side of her neck was cleverly concealed by a uniquely designed clavicle chain.
She had a perfect smile on her face as she walked among the guests with a calm demeanor, but her eyes were like the surface of a frozen lake, freezing cold beneath the calm.
Duan Shuce accompanied her as her fiancé, wearing a crisp black suit. His eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses seemed gentle, but in fact he was scanning the entire audience sharply, like a dormant cheetah.
The two of them stood together, their aura was powerful and harmonious, attracting a lot of attention.
Ning Xiuyuan was talking with several important overseas partners. He was calm and experienced, and there was no sign of anything unusual.
Ning Xiuyan seemed a little absent-minded, glancing towards the entrance of the banquet hall from time to time, as if waiting for something, with a hint of deliberately feigned irritability and frivolity on his face.
The banquet reached its climax and the atmosphere was warm.
Just then!
There was suddenly a commotion at the entrance of the banquet hall!
Ning Xiuyan was seen wearing a flashy sequined suit and his hair was carefully styled into a messy style.
He was stopping a girl wearing a white dress, with a pure, sweet, and pitiful face. That girl was none other than Xu Wei'er, a rising star who had recently gained some fame.
"Miss Wei'er, please do me a favor and dance with me!"
Ning Xiuyan deliberately raised his voice, and with the frivolousness and unyielding attitude of a dandy boy, he reached out to pull Lin Wei'er's wrist, his movements deliberately being a little rough.
"Second Young Master Ning, please respect yourself!" Xu Weiler retreated in panic, her face pale and her eyes instantly red. She looked like a frightened little white rabbit, which was so pitiful.
"Self-respect? This young master invites you to dance because I think highly of you!" Ning Xiuyan persisted and spoke even louder, instantly attracting the attention of everyone around him.
At this moment, a young man wearing Armani haute couture and with a gloomy face rushed over. He was Zhao Tianyu, the only son of a real estate tycoon and one of Xu Weier's public suitors.
"Ning Xiuyan! What the hell are you doing?! Let Wei'er go!" Zhao Tianyu roared, pushed Ning Xiuyan away, and protected Xu Wei'er behind him.
"Zhao Tianyu? Who do you think you are? How dare you meddle in my affairs?" Ning Xiuyan confronted him without showing any weakness.
The two of them were instantly at loggerheads, their chests almost colliding and their saliva nearly spraying into each other's faces.
"You're looking for death!"
"Just you?"
Push! Pull!
"Bang!"
I don’t know who started the fight first, punching the other in the face! Or maybe someone “accidentally” knocked over the champagne tower held by the waiter next to them!
Crash——!
The crystal clear wine glasses poured down like a waterfall, hitting the smooth marble floor, making a deafening shattering sound!
The golden wine splashed everywhere, like blood! Screams rang out instantly!
"ah--!"
“The fight has begun!”
"careful!"
The chaos was like a drop of water thrown into a frying pan, instantly detonating the entire place.
At the moment when the chaos reached its peak!
"Beep—beep—beep—!"
Without warning, the shrill, ear-piercing sound of the fire alarm echoed throughout the banquet hall! The red alarm lights flashed wildly!
"It's on fire?!"
"Run!"
The crowd erupted in panic! The guests, no longer concerned with decorum, screamed, shoved, and scrambled for the exits. The situation was completely out of control!
Ning Yuanshan and Ji Qinglan's faces instantly turned pale! Ning Yuanshan sternly reprimanded the security guards to maintain order, while Ji Qinglan panicked and tried to look for his children, but was pushed off balance by the surging crowd.
Ning Xiuyuan immediately stepped forward to protect his parents. While loudly directing the security guards to disperse the crowd, he anxiously shouted towards the center of the chaos, "Xiu Yan! Stop! Come here!"
And at the same moment when chaos broke out and the alarm sounded!
On the third underground floor of Ning’s Building, in front of the heavy alloy door that requires triple biometric identification and a dynamic password.
Duan Shuce and Ning Xi appeared quietly like two ghosts blending into the shadows.
In Duan Shuce's hand, an inconspicuous black instrument was facing the access control system, and green data streams flashed across the screen like a waterfall.
"Hawkeye is in place. I've taken over the security system's core surveillance feed, which is showing a normal cycle. The guards are focusing their attention on the banquet hall and fire escape. The outer patrol team has been diverted."
"You have fifteen minutes. Access will be lifted in ten seconds."
Ye Qingliu's calm and clear voice was transmitted into the ears of the two through the miniature bone conduction headphones.
Ten, nine, eight...
Duan Shuce's fingers moved quickly on the instrument.
Three, two, one!
“Click.”
There was a slight, crisp sound, like a lock tongue popping open.
The heavy alloy door silently slid inwards, revealing a deep and cold passage behind it.
Duan Shuce and Ning Xiwan looked at each other, and then flashed in like an arrow.
The passage was dimly lit, with only the emergency lights on the wall emitting a pale green glow.
"Turn left, and then turn right at the first intersection in thirty meters. Go straight and you'll find the main server room. I'll temporarily disable the motion sensors in the room."
The sound of Ye Qingliu is like precise navigation.
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