Chapter 2: Help

The lights are bright in the magnificent hotel banquet hall.

The guests, who were either rich or noble in attire, were elegant and calm, toasting each other in this world of fame and fortune that symbolizes money and wealth.

At this moment, the eyes of many guests seemed to be fixed on a certain place.

"Boss Qin, I didn't expect to see you here again. What a fate! I toast to you!"

Qin Yanchuan was half-leaning casually on the sofa back, holding a half-glass of red wine in his right hand. He symbolically clinked glasses with the boss who came to chat with him and he had only met him a few times, but he did not drink. His thin eyelids were half-closed and he did not even look at the other person.

If it were someone else who behaved in this arrogant and disrespectful manner, the boss would have turned cold on the spot.

But the opponent happened to be Qin Yanchuan, and few people in the entire City A dared to offend him.

The boss had no choice but to maintain a flattering attitude, his old face almost stiff from smiling, and said knowingly, "Then, Mr. Qin, I won't disturb your rest."

The person left quickly.

Qin Yanchuan raised his head and slowly drank a sip of red wine. He casually scanned the banquet hall and said slowly, "Qin Zhuo and Ye Lan are not here?"

Special assistant Ye Yun, who was wearing thin metal-framed glasses, stood nearby and said in a formal tone, "The two young masters just received a phone call and left in a hurry."

Seeing that his boss had no reaction, Ye Yun added: "Master Qin, just ten minutes ago, I saw Master Shi Yang being taken away by the second young master of the Cheng family and a few others."

Cheng Feiyu's character is well-known in the circle. If the fragile Shi Yang falls into his hands, she will suffer.

Qin Yanchuan didn't react when he heard this. There was no wave of surprise in his eyes. He just glanced at his subordinate indifferently.

"You're telling me this now, something that happened ten minutes ago?"

Ye Yun lowered his eyes and nodded, and replied in the same tone: "Master Qin, I forgot."

This is of course false.

Qin Yanchuan seemed to be asking casually, and did not pursue the truth of the words. He just nodded lightly.

The bright light from the dome fell on the man's overly handsome face, making him look even colder and more inhuman.

The banquet hall was very lively, but this corner was quiet, so the sudden vibration of the cell phone was particularly obvious.

Qin Yanchuan looked at the incoming call displayed on his private cell phone screen. It was an unfamiliar number with no name noted.

Not many people know his private mobile number.

"Master Qin, it's Young Master Shi Yang who called." Ye Yun reminded at the right time.

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Unlike the bustling banquet hall, the public restroom on the other side is much quieter.

There was a "Under Maintenance" sign in the corridor outside, and no one passed by for half a day.

Shi Yanghun's whole body was soaked. He fell to the ground in a panic, gasping for breath and shaking uncontrollably.

The phone I called rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Just as his consciousness began to blur, a low and slow voice suddenly penetrated his eardrum and called his name.

"Time."

The sound came through the mobile phone and seemed a little distorted, yet also had a kind of addictive gentleness.

Shi Yang's mind was confused and he didn't realize what emotions were hidden beneath the gentleness.

He trembled and squeezed out an incomplete sentence: "I'm in the bathroom, save me, please..."

Not sure if he was really confused, Shi Yang still remembered his own troublemaker personality at this time, and added with a trembling voice: "Lao... Lao Deng."

After saying this, he wanted to slap himself, but he no longer had the strength.

Shi Yang had no idea when the call was disconnected.

He didn't know how long he waited, maybe two minutes, maybe longer, until the last second before he completely lost consciousness, the tightly closed bathroom door was finally pushed open from the outside.

The leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the floor.

Shi Yang was lying half dead on the ground, clutching the clothes on his chest tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He raised his eyelids and looked in the direction of the sound. In his hazy and shaky vision, he could only see a pair of shiny black leather shoes and a pair of slender legs covered by the fabric of a suit, walking slowly towards him, one step, two steps...

The next second, Shi Yang closed his eyes, his head tilted, and he completely fainted.

Ye Yun, who came in behind, stepped forward first, bent his knees and half-knelt in front of Shi Yang to check on his condition.

"Master Qin, Master Shi has passed out. It must be due to food allergies."

Qin Yanchuan stopped three steps away, his thin eyelids drooping slightly, looking down at the unconscious young man lying on the ground.

His whole body was wet, he curled up, and his face was covered with cake.

The wolf and the monkey are disgusting to look at.

"Send him to the hospital."

After saying this, Qin Yanchuan turned around and walked outside without looking back.

Special Assistant Ye glanced at Shi Yang with a bit of disdain, then carried the soaking wet man on his shoulders without any mercy, thinking that his clothes would be ruined.

He strode after his boss and asked, "Master Qin, can I get my clothes reimbursed for being dirty?"

Qin Yanchuan was walking in front of us leisurely. He suddenly paused as if he had remembered something, and asked a question without any context:

"Ye Yun, what does Lao Deng mean?"

Ye Yun paused as well, and glanced at Shi Yang who was on his shoulders, then said calmly:

"I mean to flatter you."