"Okay."
Zhou Wang nodded, exerting so effort to free himself from Cheng Yiyi’s entanglent, then walked out of the bedroom with Zhou Zihan.
In the living room, Song Rui, who had already had his wound treated by another female doctor and given an injection, looked much clearer-headed.
"Zhou Wang..."
Zhou Wang first exchanged a few words with the female doctor, and after confirming that Song Rui was not in any mortal danger, he asked him.
"What exactly happened?"
"Just a while ago, Zhao Yan suddenly invited all of us to play a ga... Yiyi might have been in a bad mood, in short, she got drunk quickly, since Yiyi has always had a low tolerance for alcohol, I didn’t think much of it, then Xu Jing said she would take Yiyi to rest for a while..."
"After they left, Zhao Yan kept pushing to drink, I didn’t really want to, so I just pretended to be drunk, then I saw them all heading towards the guest room, that’s when I realized sothing was off and quietly followed them..."
Through Song Rui’s explanation, Zhou Wang roughly understood what happened; the rest was rely Song Rui overhearing so conversation, then following the lone Xue Peng into this bedroom, where they started wrestling together when he discovered Xue Peng was really going to do sothing inappropriate to Cheng Yiyi.
After that, Zhou Wang and Feng Yuanzheng arrived with others.
"Can you hold up? You should rest for a while, we might need your cooperation for a statent later... I’ll go out and handle the situation first."
"I’m fine, but..."
"What?"
"That Xue Peng seems quite powerful, you..."
Song Rui hesitated to speak further, but he was clearly worried.
Zhou Wang just smiled at his words, patted his shoulder, and stood up, walking out.
As Song Rui looked puzzled, Zhou Zihan cast a strange glance at him, "You’re not very familiar with Zhou Wang, are you?"
"Uh... we’re kind of friends, but we’ve only t two or three tis."
Song Rui nodded honestly.
"No wonder."
Zhou Zihan nodded, then followed Zhou Wang out with long strides, leaving the bewildered Song Rui behind.
...
In the main living room, a Manooi large crystal chandelier worth 880,000 from Hungary hung from the ceiling, illuminating every detail in the space around, also reflecting the myriad expressions of confusion, bewildernt, and surprise on the guests’ faces.
The restless music had long ceased, even ignoring the effect of the music suddenly stopping, the security personnel scattered inside and outside the living room indicated that sothing significant seems to have happened at the party.
These security staff were from the security company Colliers International worked with... being an international property company known as one of the "Big Five," deploying dozens of elite security personnel in a short ti was not difficult.
The on-duty personnel from the community’s property managent had also gathered, forming quite a scene.
Zhao Yan and others had been escorted out for a while, now shrinking dejectedly in a corner of the dance floor, and the apprehensive Xu Jing was huddled in a coat there as well.
...Zhao Yan wasn’t so hopeless, until he was escorted out by security, and saw Qiu Zeyu and Jiang Minghao smoking on the sofa.
He didn’t understand why a conspiracy against Zhou Wang would alert everyone, even these two waiting here with solemn expressions.
As Zhao Yan was still figuring things out, accompanied by disorderly footsteps, under Feng Yuanzheng’s personal escort, a pale-faced Xue Peng finally appeared in the scene.
The sight of Xue Peng’s embarrassed appearance elicited quite a few exclamations from the crowd.
Unlike Zhao Yan and others, who weren’t known by everyone, the infamous Mr. Xue, was recognized by all present.
"Feng Yuanzheng, are you sure you know what you’re doing!"
Having been pushed, Xue Peng quietly snarled at Feng Yuanzheng with a livid face.
Feng Yuanzheng ignored him, Xue Peng was about to say more, but then he saw the hall full of security personnel, along with Qiu Zeyu and Jiang Minghao sitting on the sofa.
Finally realizing sothing, Xue Peng’s face turned extrely unpleasant, and he staggered forward a few steps, arriving at the sofa.
Yet, he didn’t care about the others’ astonished stares, his eyes were fixed on Qiu Zeyu and Jiang Minghao, questioning:
"So... was it you guys targeting ?"
Jiang Minghao ignored him, rely continued smoking his cigar, while Qiu Zeyu shrugged:
"Why would you have such a misconception... you’re not the one who provoked us."
Xue Peng was montarily stunned, then chuckled: "Qiu Zeyu, are you telling this whole scene was orchestrated by that outsider Zhou Wang?"
"We did help him indeed, but believe it or not, he doesn’t actually need our assistance to deal with you."
Qiu Zeyu responded indifferently.
"What are you talking about?"
"Xue Peng, while I know your reputation might not be sterling, I didn’t expect it to be so overblown..."
Qiu Zeyu sighed helplessly, "At the very least, you’ve heard a bit about the incident at Furongli Restaurant, haven’t you?"
"Furongli Restaurant... are you saying..."
Xue Peng, not being a fool, quickly turned his mind and his face changed slightly.
Nearby, Feng Yuanzheng, Xiao Wang, and others listened with so confusion; they had heard a bit about that rumor, but only a bit, the aning behind Qiu Zeyu’s words, could it be...
Before everyone could figure out the intrinsic connection between Zhou Wang’s na and that event, accompanied by the clicking sound of high heels, the crowd parted, and the main figure finally arrived.
Of course, the one making the sound was Zhou Zihan on her long legs, but Zhou Wang walked ahead of her.
For whatever reason, possibly due to so inexplicable aura, Zhou Wang, who appeared calm and walked steadily in, suddenly appeared enigmatic to everyone present.
Even Zhou Zihan, who was supposed to be dazzlingly beautiful, beca rely a backdrop to the youth, with everyone’s attention unconsciously drawn to that man.
As if...
With every step he took forward, the world shifted for him.
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