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It was ten at night, and a party was being held on the rooftop of a hotel.
Although it was cold outside, the venue was surrounded by glass. Hence, it was warm inside.
A bunch of beautiful women in provocative dresses had gathered around Nan Xing while coaxing him into drinking.
“Master Xing, it has been a while since we last met. Have you forgotten about me? I'm Jess Jenson!” A pretty lady
approached him.
“Jenny? Do we know each other?” Nan Xing frowned.
“Not Jenny! It's Jess! You've even kissed me before...” Jess said with embarrassment.
There was no way Nan Xing would let her slander him so. Although he was a party animal, he wasn't one to kiss
random girls.
Since he was someone of status, he knew people would keep an eye on him. In fact, a lot of them were eager to
trick him and get a piece of the Nan family's fortune. If I were to kiss all of them, I would've been tricked countless
times by now.
“Did I?” Nan Xing queried.
“Yes, you did! You kissed me here!” The pretty lady pointed at her left cheek.
“Bullsh*t. I'd never kiss girls on their left cheeks,” he answered.
Everyone present was stumped. Does Master Xing differentiate which side of the face he kisses? Why so? Is this a
superstitious practice of his? Does the right cheek bring him luck or something?
“You're so mean, Master Xing. How could you deny kissing me?”
“He kissed me before as well! He kissed my right cheek!” another pretty lady exclaimed. After that, a few more
girls followed suit.
“He kissed my right cheek too!”
“He did the same to me!”
Nan Xing was perplexed. Why would I kiss all of you on your right cheek? Have you girls seen yourselves? Would I
even kiss any of you?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“All right. That's enough. I need some fresh air.” For some reason, he kept having a bad feeling all night long.
“Master Xing, would you have another drink with us?” Another pretty lady approached him.
“Later. I need some air.” Nan Xing turned her down.
Right then, he received a call from Qiao Zhan.
“Master Xing, something bad has happened to Little Miss; her condition is critical.” The latter sounded very nervous,
and his voice was trembling.
“What happened?” Nan Xing jumped to his feet.
“She was poisoned. She's undergoing emergency treatment now.”
His knees went weak the moment he heard his niece was undergoing emergency treatment. “I'll be right over...”
Nan Xing was rushing toward the exit when he was approached by another pretty lady who wanted to offer him a
drink. Unfortunately for her, she fell to the ground after receiving a tight slap from Nan Xing.
By the time he arrived at the hospital, Erbao was already transferred to the intensive care unit.
Qiao Zhan was pacing along the corridor, and his eyes were reddened.
“How is she?” Nan Xing grabbed the man and asked anxiously.
“They said she's out of immediate danger. However, she's still unconscious.”
“Where are Chen and Ning Ran?”
“They're in the intensive care unit. The hospital only allows two family members inside at once. You'd have to wait
outside.”
“What happened? How was she poisoned?”
Qiao Zhan stared at Nan Xing and hesitated.
“What? You can't tell me?” Nan Xing was getting impatient.
“M-Maybe you should let Sir Chen tell you about it. Whatever I heard, I heard it from the maids, so I could be
wrong. By the way, Sir Chen said we shouldn't alert Old Master Nan and Old Madam Feng first. Dabao is currently at
Commoner Residence. He, too, doesn't know about this. We'd like to keep it that way.”
“What exactly happened? How was she poisoned?” Nan Xing questioned again.
“Well...”
“Spill it! Why are you hemming and hawing? Am I an outsider?”
“Earlier today, Madam and she went to the set with the production team,” Qiao Zhan said.
“Then? Someone from the production team poisoned her?”
“No. It wasn't the production team. A-After t-they came b-back—”
“She got poisoned at home? Can you please stop stammering? Can't you speak clearly?” Nan Xing fumed.
“After they came back, the maid said they'd received a cake, and it's for Erbao. Ever since they received it earlier in
the day, none of them meddled with it. After Erbao was done with dinner, she couldn't resist the temptation of
having some desserts. Hence, she used her finger to dip into the cream and put it in her mouth. She was poisoned
right after that.”
“Is the poison that fatal? She was poisoned just from that? Who the f*ck gave her the cake? Find him and kill him!”
Nan Xing was fuming uncontrollably. He wouldn't hesitate to kill when he found the culprit.
“The cake was sent by an errand boy, and he said the person who gave the cake...”
“What's his name? Trust me. If you stammer again, I'm going to beat you up!” Nan Xing roared.
“That person is called Nan Xing.” Qiao Zhan lowered his head.
“What?”
With his head hung low, the man said nothing.
Finally, Nan Xing knew why Qiao Zhan stammered and hesitated the whole time.
“No. I didn't send Erbao a cake! It wasn't me!” Nan Xing explained.
Qiao Zhan kept his head lowered and answered, “I've already sent someone to check with the bakery. The cake was
paid for by card, and the cardholder's name is Nan Xing.”
Nan Xing grabbed him by his collar and asked, “What? You're saying it was me? You don't trust me?”
“Master Xing, it's not that I don't trust you. But the card was indeed yours. That's a fact.” Qiao Zhan raised his gaze
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“That can't be. I didn't buy any cakes. That cake isn't from me.”
Nan Xing pondered for a while and asked, “Have you reported it to the police? Let the police investigate this! I don't
want to get blamed for this. Why would I hurt my niece? She's my family! Why would I hurt her?”
“No, we didn't call the police. Sir Chen said no—”
Nan Xing interrupted him and roared, “Why not? This is serious! We must report this to the police!”
“No!” Nan Chen showed up. Like an angry beast, his bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent.
“Chen, I didn't harm Erbao, and I didn't send her the cake!” Nan Xing choked out.
“I know you didn't send the cake, but we can't report it to the police now. The evidence we have now is not in your
favor. If we report it, you'll surely get detained,” his brother said.
“Detain me, then! We have to let the police investigate this thoroughly. I don't want to shoulder the blame for
hurting my niece!” Nan Xing could barely contain his emotions.
“If you were to get detained, you'll definitely be known as someone who harmed his niece, regardless of the
findings in the investigation! We must keep this matter on the low. We'll investigate this on our own. Although we
haven't reported this, Qiao Zhan has already instructed his men to investigate it secretively,” Nan Chen replied.
“Chen, you have to believe me. I didn't harm Erbao. I really didn't!”
“I believe you. Otherwise, why would I not report it to the police?”
“Okay. That's good to hear. We must find out who is behind this. We can't let him get away with this. I'm going to kill
him!”
“Calm down. Erbao is going to be fine. Remember, keep this matter to ourselves. No matter what, we have to keep
Grandpa and Grandma in the dark. Dabao shouldn't know about this as well. You should head home now and help
me check on him. While you're at that, tell them we've brought Erbao elsewhere to film, and we'll be back in a
couple of days,” Nan Chen instructed.
“No. I don't want to do that. Let Qiao Zhan do that instead. I want to stay here and take care of Erbao,” Nan Xing
answered.
“Qiao Zhan can't possibly take your place. Go on, now. Tell everyone to be on alert. We can't let anything happen to
Dabao!”