She seemed to be confirming something, then lowered her eyes and continued eating.
For the rest of the time, Ning Yuan did not deliberately target Zhou Yan. She only occasionally exchanged a few words with Ning Bingyu in a low voice, and the atmosphere gradually eased.
The Financial Secretary and several other senior Hong Kong government officials also tried their best to liven up the atmosphere, and the meal finally proceeded without any major incidents.
After a few rounds of drinks, Evan noticed that Zhou Yan's face was still gloomy, and his deep eyes would occasionally sweep over Ning Yuan, his gaze cold and sinister.
Evan subtly nudged Zhou Yan, signaling him to tone it down.
They came to the Regent Hotel and ordered the most expensive banquet, as well as foreign wines and red wines, just to save face for the Ning family, give them money, and seek peace.
With Zhou Yan looking so pathetic, no wonder people are making things difficult for him!
The young, high-ranking police superintendent had never been treated so unfairly. He snorted, put down his chopsticks, and declared, "I'm not eating anymore!"
Evan was furious with his willfulness, but he had to hold back, smiling and exchanging pleasantries with those around him, trying to shift his attention away from Zhou Yan.
When it was time to rest, Evan dragged Zhou Yan to the bathroom and warned him in a low voice—
"What's with that expression? You look like you want to tear her apart? Tone it down! Don't forget what you came to the Hong Kong government for!"
Zhou Yan lit a cigar with the lighter and exhaled a smoke ring with a roguish air: "What are you here for? To mess with her, you know that!"
His tone was flippant, as if Ning Yuan were just another target on his list of conquests.
Evan choked, nearly fainting from anger at this bastard.
He took a deep breath, struggling to control the urge to punch someone, and said through gritted teeth, "You better not use the 'funny' you're thinking of when you say 'funny'! Making trouble is fine, but messing with a woman like Ning Yuan is not. Don't forget you're here to investigate a case!"
Zhou Yan exhaled a smoke ring, a nonchalant smile on his handsome, almost devilish face: "Anyway, causing trouble and getting women are both the same thing. As long as I handle it, what do you care what methods I use?"
He deliberately emphasized the words "done," his eyes flashing with a dangerous light.
Evan, unable to contain himself any longer, slapped him on the back of the head: "Excuse me! Do something serious! If you're going to play around with women, don't go for the most troublesome one! How many beautiful women aren't enough for you? You've slept with Hollywood stars before, but Miss Ning isn't one of those stars. If you touch her, your life will be in danger!"
Zhou Yan rubbed the back of his head in pain, but his eyes remained unblinking—
"That's because this woman is too arrogant. She doesn't give face to your brother, which means she doesn't give face to me. My brother is already waiting to be reincarnated. Isn't she part of my brother's estate? It's not too much for me to take over, is it?"
Evan was so angry at his robber logic that his nose twisted, and he pointed at Zhou Yan's nose and warned, "You loser, if you die in Hong Kong because of messing around with women, I really won't collect your body!"
After saying that, he stormed out of the bathroom to avoid getting a stroke from this jerk.
Zhou Yan shrugged, his gaze unreadable. He lowered his eyes, took a few puffs of his cigar without any expression, and prepared to leave the bathroom.
He had just reached the door and hadn't even had a chance to push it open when the toilet door was kicked open from the outside, and a gust of wind carrying a murderous aura rushed in.
Zhou Yan instinctively stepped back, barely avoiding a kick powerful enough to split gold and shatter stone.
With a loud bang, the foot clad in a black leather boot slammed into the wall, causing the once exquisite plaster decorations to crumble and kick up a cloud of ash.
Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes, looking at the newcomer—Aheng, dressed in a black outfit, his face so gloomy it could drip water.
She stared at him without saying a word, placed a traffic cone with a "Toilet Repair" sign on the door, slammed the toilet door shut with a "bang," and locked it.
Zhou Yan recognized him as Ning Yuan's bodyguard, frowned, and was about to speak when Aheng pounced on him like a cheetah.
“SHIT! What the hell…” Zhou Yan cursed under his breath, quickly reacting and dodging Aheng’s attack by sidestepping.
The toilet was cramped, and the two were practically locked in close combat.
Ah Heng's moves were ruthless and brutal, with every punch landing squarely, completely disregarding Superintendent Zhou Yan's status.
Zhou Yan was no pushover either. Although caught off guard, he quickly adjusted and engaged in a fierce battle with A Heng.
"Assaulting a police officer! Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime!!" Zhou Yan shouted in Cantonese while blocking the attack, trying to calm Ah Heng down.
"Fuck your mother, now you can go home!" But Ah Heng ignored him completely and cursed back in Mandarin, his attack becoming even more fierce.
She launched a high kick straight at Zhou Yan's face. Zhou Yan dodged to the side, grabbed her ankle with his other hand, and twisted it forcefully.
Ah Heng groaned, lost his balance, and nearly fell.
She reacted extremely quickly, sweeping her other foot swiftly towards Zhou Yan's supporting leg, forcing him to let go.
The two exchanged blows, punches and kicks flying. Ah Heng showed no mercy, aiming every move at Zhou Yan's vital points.
Her punches were fierce, each one carrying immense force, as if she wanted to flatten Zhou Yan: "You fucking foul mouth! Let's see who you mess with! Mess with your sister!"
The cramped toilet was filled with the sounds of fierce fighting and heavy breathing.
Although Zhou Yan was skilled, he had drunk quite a bit at the banquet earlier, which affected his reaction and speed, causing him to gradually fall behind.
He was punched in the abdomen by Aheng, let out a muffled groan, staggered back a few steps, and bumped into the sink.
Ah Heng, seizing the advantage, pressed forward and delivered a powerful elbow strike to Zhou Yan's chest.
"Cough cough..." Zhou Yan was hit in a sore spot and coughed violently, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
He clutched his chest, his face pale, but his eyes grew even colder—
"Since you refuse to listen to reason and are forced to drink the penalty shot, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
He no longer held back, his attacks becoming even more ruthless, each move carrying a sharp killing intent, like an enraged beast ready to tear its prey to shreds.
During the fight, Ah Heng was kicked away twice, but he got up and pounced on him again.
Zhou Yan cursed in disgust, "Damn it, you're sick!"
The two men exchanged blows, tiles shattered, water pipes burst, water splashed everywhere, and the entire bathroom was a mess.
Hearing the commotion, the waiter outside immediately knocked on the door: "Sir, is everything alright inside? Do you need any assistance?"
Ning Yuan happened to be using the restroom when she saw the waiter knocking on the door anxiously and worriedly. She went up to him and asked, "What's wrong?"
The commotion inside abruptly ceased.
The waiter explained somewhat flusteredly, "Miss Seven, I heard what sounds like a fight inside. Should we call the police?"
The door clicked open, and Aheng and Zhou Yan stood one after the other in the doorway, both soaking wet, their hair disheveled, and looking utterly disheveled.
Zhou Yan's hair was soaked, a few strands of slightly curled bangs stuck to his forehead, and his lips were cut, with a trace of blood seeping out.
Despite his disheveled appearance, his handsome face exuded a kind of unrestrained and dashing charm.
He casually brushed his wet bangs back and gave Ning Yuan a cold glance: "No need to call the police, it's just that the toilet pipe burst."
After saying that, Zhou Yan walked out, looking furious: "With a hotel like Regent, where even using the toilet can cause a burst pipe, who would want to come to such a trashy five-star hotel? Where is your manager? I'm going to file a complaint!"
The waiter, thoroughly humiliated, quickly went after him to apologize: "Sir, I'm so sorry! There's a changing room here, we'll take care of this right away..."
Ning Yuan's gaze fell on Aheng, and she raised an eyebrow: "You insisted on testing his skills, and what was the result? Was he your brother?"
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