Power and Wealth Chapter 1683

Indoors.

Everything's settled.

After pushing Fang Wenping under the bed, Dong Xuebing felt a slight relief in his heart. He was much more relaxed now, so he went to open the door.

However, suddenly, there was a weight on his foot.

Dong Xuebing felt soone grabbing his ankle. When he took a step, he almost stumbled and nearly cursed out loud.

"What are you doing?" Dong Xuebing crouched down and whispered.

Fang Wenping's tone was even more aggressive than his. "My clothes."

Dong Xuebing slapped his forehead, realizing it just now. "I almost forgot."

"If my niece sees you helping , you won't get away with it," Fang Wenping threatened.

Dong Xuebing clicked his tongue but went over to get Fang Wenping's dress and sweater from the chair. After looking around, he decided to toss them under the bed. It seed like the safest place. He kicked her high heels under the bed as well. Once again, standing up, Dong Xuebing couldn't understand how things had turned out this way. They were enemies, but now they were working together. He shrugged it off, deciding to deal with the two outside before thinking further.

"Are you feeling better?" Xie Ran asked.

Dong Xuebing brushed off the dirt from his clothes. "I am fine now."

But before Dong Xuebing could react, Xie Ran pushed the door open, followed by Fang Shuiling. Dong Xuebing almost kicked them out of reflex. He had intended to take them outside, but unexpectedly, they barged into the room without asking.

Dong Xuebing was surprised. "Didn't I say to talk outside?"

Xie Ran didn't listen. "Sorry to disturb your rest."

Fang Shuiling also had sothing in her hand, which she placed on the table. "Brother Dong, we brought you so fruits and stuff. Sorry about yesterday."

Dong Xuebing asked, "Whose idea was it?"

"Mine," Xie Ran hurried to answer.

"It's mine," Fang Shuiling also said.

Dong Xuebing waved his hand dismissively. "I don't even want to talk about it. You two just threw and Fang Wenping together without turning on the phone. I can't believe you, thinking that singing a few songs could solve everything."

Xie Ran helped Dong Xuebing to sit on the bed. "Brother-in-law, don't be angry. It's all my fault."

Fang Shuiling blinked and also sat on the bed. "Brother Dong, did you guys sing again after we left yesterday?"

"What songs could we sing? We left as soon as you did," Dong Xuebing retorted.

"Oh," Fang Shuiling continued, "By the way, why can't I reach my Aunt on the phone? I've been trying to call her, but no one answers at her place."

Dong Xuebing was about to speak but then hesitated. Changing his tone, he said, "How would I know where she went?"

Fang Shuiling started to worry. "I hope nothing's wrong. I'll try calling again." With that, she took out her phone.

Dong Xuebing suddenly jolted. He vaguely heard so phone ringing in his sleep this morning, but he was still half-asleep and didn't pay much attention. However, upon hearing Fang Shuiling's words, he realized that the unfamiliar ringtone was probably from Fang Wenping's phone. Her phone was on, and Dong Xuebing quickly rembered that he had thrown her bag under the bed earlier. If the phone rang there, it would expose everything. Dong Xuebing quickly reached out to stop Fang Shuiling. "Don't call, don't call. Um, you know, your Aunt drank too much yesterday, so I just sent her back to the residential area. She probably hasn't woken up yet. You can call again at noon."

"I'm worried," Fang Shuiling said anxiously.

Dong Xuebing clicked his tongue and said, "What's there to worry about? Your aunt is forty years old. She should be able to take care of herself."

Fang Shuiling blinked but still dialed the number. "I'll just make one more call to check."

Dong Xuebing beca extrely anxious. "Hey, I already told you your aunt is fine, she—"

Then, there was a slight click under the bed, which was not very noticeable.

Next, Fang Shuiling put down her phone, puzzled. "Why did it suddenly lose service?"

Dong Xuebing suddenly understood what the noise under the bed was about. Fang Wenping had heard their conversation. If the phone were switched off, there would be a music shutdown, exposing them. So, she directly opened the phone's back cover and removed the battery to prevent it from ringing. Thus, calling now resulted in a "not in service area" prompt. Phew, this old Fang was quite clever, scaring for a mont.

But the noise under the bed made Xie Ran exclaim, "What's that sound?"

"Oh," Dong Xuebing pretended to be clueless. "What sound?"

Xie Ran looked down and said, "Brother-in-law, do you have mice at ho? Why is there a sound under the bed, like rustling? I heard it just now."

At this, Fang Shuiling scread, "Mice!"

Xie Ran quickly grabbed her hand. "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Dong Xuebing stamred, "Uh, yeah, there are mice. It's been a few days. It's okay, ignore them. I'm not afraid of these things anyway."

Xie Ran shook his head. "That won't do. I'll chase them out and kill them for you."

Upon hearing this, Fang Shuiling imdiately backed away, standing near the door.

But Dong Xuebing hurriedly grabbed Xie Ran. "What are you doing? It's no big deal, just mice."

"They're annoying. Don't worry, leave it to ," Xie Ran boasted. "I have mice in the residential area where I live. I've already killed two." It was evident that Xie Ran was trying hard to show off, probably because he knew he had angered Dong Xuebing with last night's incident.

But Dong Xuebing didn't dare let him look under the bed. After all, Fang Wenping was there, half-naked.

And killing mice?

That would be disastrous.

Dong Xuebing beca even more anxious. "You don't need to worry. I'll handle it later."

"But you're still worried," Xie Ran said, getting up from the bed and squatting. "Leave it to ."

"No, no need," Dong Xuebing was sweating bullets. Seeing him about to lift the bedsheet, Dong Xuebing was terrified and quickly pressed it back down. "Look, you've frightened Xiao Ling. Just forget about it. Once she leaves, I'll deal with it. Get up quickly and have so tea."

Xie Ran's shoes were already touching under the bed, and from Dong Xuebing's perspective, he could almost see a black stocking. His shoes almost kicked Fang Wenping's thigh.

At Dong Xuebing's words, Xie Ran glanced at his girlfriend, thought for a mont, and stood up. "Alright."

Fang Shuiling was on the verge of tears. Won are always a little afraid of mice. "Let's, let's go to the outer room."

Of course, Dong Xuebing was eager for that. "Yes, let's go to the outer room. I'll make so tea for you." With that, he quickly pulled Xie Ran out of the living room.

Phew.

That was too close.