The Heir to the Seven Killers in the City

Chapter 49: It’s Not Over Yet

“Mr. Lin, the Yuanshan Group has called again,” Lin Hao’s assistant said as he walked into Lin Hao’s office. “Just tell them I’m not here. It’s all just baseless accusations anyway,” Lin Hao said. The truth was that when Yang Yong was caught, for some reason, Yuanshan Group had turned its sights on Lin Hao. That same day, representatives from the company had paid a visit to Lin Hao’s office, but he had dismissed them with just a few words. Since then, they’d been calling him every single day. The assistant left after hearing Lin Hao’s instructions, but returned shortly afterward and said, “They mentioned that the Yuanshan Group chairman’s birthday banquet is coming up in a few days, so they’d like you to attend.” Lin Hao nodded and dismissed his assistant; all of this was exactly what he had expected. Ever since Yang Yong’s downfall and Miaojiang’s death, Jiangcheng had effectively become his domain. However, given the sensitive timing, he had dared only to make small, covert moves behind the scenes. Lin Hao believed that after this birthday banquet, he would be able to make some major moves—he was confident of that. When Wang Yuanyuan woke up again, it was already early the next morning. She found herself lying in a large, comfortable bed. The room wasn’t very big but looked very clean. She also noticed that her clothes had been removed. She instantly recalled what had happened the previous day, and a sudden sense of foreboding washed over her. However, Wang Yuanyuan noticed that she didn’t feel any pain in her lower body. She believed that the man who had saved her yesterday would never do such a thing to her, so she breathed a sigh of relief. Still, since it had been dark last night and she hadn’t been able to see the rescuer’s face clearly, she couldn’t help but blush slightly as she thought about it. Wang Yuanyuan noticed her clothes were gone, and there was a fresh set of clothes on the bed. Thinking she couldn’t very well stay naked, she didn’t give it a second thought and put on the new outfit. No sooner had she put the clothes on than the door swung open, startling Wang Yuanyuan. Zhang Qiqi walked in. Seeing that Wang Yuanyuan was awake, she said happily, “You’re awake! Hey, my clothes fit you perfectly—I was worried they might be too small.” Seeing that it was a pretty young girl who had walked in, the anxiety that had briefly welled up inside her completely subsided, and she said, “Miss, my name is Wang Yuanyuan. Where am I?” “My name is Zhang Qiqi. This is downtown Jiangcheng. You were rescued yesterday by Brother Qin, who just happened to be passing by, right?” Zhang Qiqi said with a smile. “Then… where is that Mr. Qin?” Wang Yuanyuan couldn’t help but ask, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Oh, the young lady’s awake,” Zhang Xiaofei said as he walked in after overhearing their conversation. “Get lost! You’re being a pervert—what if the young lady isn’t wearing any clothes?” Zhang Qiqi snapped at Zhang Xiaofei, though she didn’t really mean it; she was just used to speaking to her older brother that way. Zhang Qiqi shooed Zhang Xiaofei out and then said to Wang Yuanyuan, “Don’t pay any attention to him. That’s my brother—not Brother Qin, the one who saved you.” “Yeah, the guy who saved me was way better-looking than him,” Wang Yuanyuan replied without hesitation. “Hey, listen, miss. It just so happened that Qin Yu was passing by at the time. If it had been me, I would’ve been the one to heroically save the damsel in distress and take out the guy across the street in no time. Besides, I’m the one who brought you here. You’ve got to have a conscience. How come I’m not as handsome as that Qin Yu guy…”Zhang Xiaofei, who had been pushed out by his own sister and was standing a short distance from the door, heard Wang Yuanyuan’s words clearly and replied with a slightly annoyed tone. Listening to her brother’s rambling, Zhang Qiqi felt embarrassed and snapped, “Get lost!” before slamming the door shut. Then, looking slightly awkward, she said to Wang Yuanyuan, “My brother… he’s a little off his rocker. Don’t take it to heart.” “Damn it, are you my sister? Zhang Qiqi, let’s go get our blood tested…” Zhang Xiaofei kept on and on, eventually waking Lin Xiaorui up and getting a “beating” for it. Ever since that day, Lin Xiaorui had been staying there—though, of course, not in the same room as Qin Yu. Perhaps it was precisely because Zhang Xiaofei and his sister were still in the house that the two of them hadn’t done anything inappropriate. Before long, Qin Yu arrived as well, and Zhang Qiqi led Wang Yuanyuan into the living room, where they happened to run into Qin Yu, who had just woken up. “Brother Qin, this young lady’s name is Wang Yuanyuan,” Zhang Qiqi said. Qin Yu had almost forgotten that he’d saved someone the night before, so he was still in his pajamas and hadn’t shaved. Even so, the moment Wang Yuanyuan saw Qin Yu, her cheeks flushed crimson, and her eyes turned so red it looked as if tears were about to spill over. Wang Yuanyuan suddenly leaned forward, about to kneel. Qin Yu acted quickly; he helped her up before she could touch the floor. Seeing her savior so close, her heart suddenly began to race. “Ahem, okay, let’s eat,” Lin Xiaorui, who was already seated at the dining table, said with a soft cough. At that moment, she seemed every bit the lady of the house. As for our “master of the house,” Qin Yu, he awkwardly let go of her hand and sat down at the table himself. In the end, it was Zhang Qiqi who led Wang Yuanyuan to a seat next to her and exchanged a few words with her—basically telling her not to feel like a stranger. And so, breakfast passed in this stifling atmosphere. However, for Qin Yu, this was already a stroke of luck in the midst of misfortune. She was afraid that the young girl might, in a moment of impulsiveness, blurt out something like “I’ll devote my life to you”—in which case, she’d probably end up kneeling on a washboard until her knees gave out. After breakfast, it was Lin Xiaorui and Qin Yu who cleared the table. The two of them put the dishes away in the kitchen, and from that moment on, they didn’t exchange a single word. Qin Yu was the first to speak. He smiled and said, “You’re getting jealous again.” Lin Xiaorui, who was washing the dishes, glanced at Qin Yu, sighed, and said, “I’m not that broad-minded, but I was just thinking—you save one person today and another tomorrow. At this rate, our apartment won’t be big enough to hold them all by the end of the month.” “You really have an overactive imagination.” “I wish it were just a wild imagination. It’s already unsafe for you to be out there like this. You’re always hanging out with Zhang Xiaofei for no reason—and there’s no end to the young girls he’s hitting on.” “Hey, if you guys are chatting, just chat—why drag me into it? What do you mean by ‘hanging out’?” Zhang Xiaofei said from the living room, where he was watching TV. “Did I tell you to speak?” Lin Xiaorui suddenly snapped, causing Zhang Xiaofei to shut his mouth instantly. Qin Yu stood nearby, smiling. He never would have imagined that the girl he’d found would not only keep him in line but also rein in Zhang Xiaofei’s big mouth—truly killing two birds with one stone. “Hey, okay, I get it.” Just then, Lin Xiaorui answered a phone call. Then she turned to Qin Yu and said, “Lin Hao wants to talk to me.” “Lin Hao? I’ll go with you,” Qin Yu said, surprised. Lin Xiaorui nodded, and the two of them headed out the door. “Hey, wait—you two haven’t finished washing your bowls yet! Come back!”