Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 589

After Hua Yu got Hei Xia Zi's explanation and Zhang Qiling's affirmation, her doubts were finally resolved, and she let the two of them go.

However, Hua Yu letting them go did not mean the end of the matter. Xie Yuchen was very angry about Hei Xia Zi's behavior and decided to personally take action to make Hei Xia Zi pay the price for his actions.

Xie Yuchen rushed forward and without saying a word, grabbed Hei Xia Zi's ear and twisted it hard. Hei Xia Zi cried out in pain.

"Go! Take me to where you hide the money! You actually dared to cheat my father, you are so bold! Hei Xiazi, I tell you, this matter is not over yet!" Xie Yuchen roared angrily, his voice echoing in the yard, as if to deafen Hei Xiazi's ears.

Xie Yuchen grabbed Hei Xiazi by the ears and stumbled all the way to his yard. He kept muttering as he walked, "Ouch! Xiao Huaer, you're too strong! The blind man's ear is almost falling off."

After finally reaching the yard, Hei Xia Zi quickly broke free from Xie Yuchen's hand, rubbed his ears, and kept screaming in pain.

However, Xie Yuchen was completely indifferent to Hei Xia Zi's words. He sat down on the stone bench in the yard with an expressionless face, then quickly adjusted his sitting posture, clasped his hands in front of his chest, crossed his legs, and stared at Hei Xia Zi with a cold and slightly disdainful look.

"Next time it's my turn to go on stage, you'll partner with me, so you don't have to act like a drama queen all day long." Xie Yuchen's tone was stiff and there was no room for negotiation, as if this was his final decision.

Seeing this, Hei Xiazi quickly explained with a smile: "Hey, I saw that the atmosphere between us was too tense, so I wanted to say something to adjust the atmosphere and let everyone relax!"

Xie Yuchen clearly wasn't buying it. He snorted coldly and continued, "Humph, you really are good at making excuses for yourself! Besides, if I hadn't said that just now, would we have been able to escape from there so smoothly?"

When Hei Xia Zi heard this, he immediately realized that what he said just now was inappropriate, so he quickly changed his words and said: "Yes, yes, you are right, Huaer Ye! You are really amazing, not only you are quick to react, but also you know so much! As for Dumb, he just doesn't like to talk much. If he can be as eloquent as you, he would have coaxed Da Hua long ago, and there would be no need for us to help smooth things over!" After that, Hei Xia Zi ran behind Xie Yuchen in a very flattering manner and pinched his shoulders diligently.

Hei Xia Zi carefully observed Xie Yuchen's expression. Seeing that his expression had eased a little, he bravely said tentatively: "But my ears really hurt! Master Huaer, can you help me see if they have turned red?"

Xie Yuchen's heart softened at the sight of Hei Xia Zi's pitiful appearance. However, his actions were still somewhat forceful. He unceremoniously yanked Hei Xia Zi's collar and said unhappily, "Where's the red? It's not red at all. Don't you realize how hard I've pushed? You're just so hypocritical!"

Although Xie Yuchen said this, he still reached out and gently rubbed Hei Xiazi's ears twice. This gentle movement was like a spring breeze, making Hei Xiazi intoxicated and as if he was about to melt.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling watched helplessly as Xie Yuchen, using the excuse of Hei Xia Zi hiding the money, slipped away as if greased. Seeing this, Hua Yu couldn't help but chuckle, a laugh that seemed to contain a hint of ridicule towards Xie Yuchen.

"Ayu isn't angry anymore." Zhang Qiling breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully observed Hua Yu's expression, fearing that his actions would anger her again. After confirming that Hua Yu's face was no longer so ugly, Zhang Qiling dared to slowly move the stool over.

However, just when he was about to succeed, Hua Yu suddenly said, "Sit back!"

Hua Yu's voice wasn't loud, but the anger within it made Zhang Qiling stop immediately. He looked at Hua Yu in astonishment, only to see her smiling face suddenly become serious.

"Brother, I always thought that we could talk about anything, but the fact that you made money with Hei Xia Zi behind my back really made me angry." Although Hua Yu's tone was calm, Zhang Qiling could feel his inner disappointment and dissatisfaction.

Zhang Qiling's heart was in a state of panic. He quickly explained, "Ayu, I know I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have done this behind your back. There won't be a next time, I promise!"

In order to express his sincerity, Zhang Qiling squatted in front of Hua Yu, looked up at him, his eyes full of regret and self-blame.

"When Hei Xia Zi came to me to borrow money before, what he said to me made a lot of sense to me. I also feel that we have been together for so many years, but I have never given you any surprises or gifts. I always feel that I owe you something, so when he proposed this opportunity to make money, I was moved. That's why I followed him to do it." Zhang Qiling's voice was a little low, and he gently rested his head on Hua Yu's knees, as if this could make him feel a little comforted.

He held Hua Yu's hand tightly, as if afraid that he would suddenly pull it away. Zhang Qiling was in a low mood. He knew that his behavior had made Hua Yu sad, but he didn't know how to make up for this mistake.

"Brother, we have been through so many ups and downs together. What is there that we can't be honest with each other? You should know that I don't care about those so-called surprises at all. What I care about most is always your safety, Xiaohua's safety, and the safety of all the people I cherish." Hua Yu said gently, and at the same time gently pulled out a hand, placed it on Zhang Qiling's head, and stroked his hair one by one like treating a child.

Zhang Qiling lowered his head slightly and answered in a muffled voice: "I didn't think it through. I thought you would also like those surprises, so we had a scene like this today." His voice was a little low, and he seemed to feel a little regretful about his behavior.

Hua Yu smiled and comforted him, "Brother, you don't have to blame yourself. We still have a long, long time, enough for us to spend countless years together. We can survive Xiaohua's departure, survive Hei Xiazi's departure, and even survive all those who are less talented and capable than us."

Hua Yu knew full well that he, Zhang Qiling, Hei Xiazi, and the others were different. Even though they had all embarked on the path of cultivation, Hei Xiazi and the others would eventually fall, but they were different. They possessed an endless supply of Hui Yuan, allowing them to continuously cultivate and grow over a long period of time.

crescent hotel

After Yin Nanfeng regained consciousness, she felt a splitting headache. After she recovered a little, she called over the maid Sheng Shengman who had been guarding her and asked, "How did I get back? How did Xie Xiaohua get back?"

Sheng Shengman's ears moved slightly, and after noticing no one outside, he spoke: "Miss, you were brought back by the man we rescued in the mountains before. Xie Shaozhu and the others were taken away by Hei Ye."

Sheng Sheng Man was torn between two things. She didn't know whether she should tell Yin Nan Feng what she had heard. Hesitation flickered across her face, and Yin Nan Feng saw it all.

Seeing this, Yin Nanfeng quickly asked with concern: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Sheng Shengman bit her lip, seeming a little embarrassed to speak. Finally, she mustered up the courage to say, "It was the man we rescued. When I was guarding outside, I heard Hei Ye talking inside."

Yin Nanfeng frowned slightly, and the hand rubbing his temple paused. "Are you saying that there's a chance that Hei Xia Zi knows that man we can't find any information about?"

Shengsheng nodded slowly, her expression becoming increasingly serious. Her hand unconsciously rested on the dagger at her waist, as if she was ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door, "Knock knock," accompanied by a man's voice: "Miss Yin, are you awake?"

Sheng Shengman's nerves tensed instantly. She stared at the door warily, then glanced back at Yin Nanfeng who was still lying on the bed. Then she lowered her voice and said, "The young lady hasn't woken up yet. You can tell me if you have anything to say."

The man outside was visibly stunned when he heard Shengshengman's words, but he quickly returned to normal. He smiled slightly and explained, "I just thought Miss Yin would wake up soon, so I prepared some hangover soup and honey lemon water, hoping to make her feel better."

At Yin Nanfeng's signal, Shengshengman slowly walked to the door of the room, while Yin Nanfeng quickly lay back on the bed, adjusted his breathing, and pretended to be still drunk.

Sheng Shengman gently opened the door and saw the man standing outside, holding a tray with two bowls of brown water on it. One of the bowls was still steaming, obviously freshly brewed, and the aroma filled her nostrils.

Shengsheng slowly walked closer, carefully examining the two bowls of soup. Her nose twitched slightly, and with her keen sense of smell, she could confirm that the two bowls of soup were indeed made according to the recipe of hangover soup and honey lemonade.

Sheng Shengman took the tray expressionlessly and said to the man in a somewhat stiff tone, "Hasn't your body fully recovered yet? If there's nothing else, don't go out. Even if the young lady saved your interest today, don't think of impressing her in this way."

The man was not intimidated by Sheng Shengman's embarrassment at all. He still raised his smile and said nonchalantly, "My life was saved by Miss Yin. Naturally, I won't do such an ungrateful thing."

After the man finished speaking, he left Yin Nanfeng's door, but when he turned around, he glanced into the room inconspicuously.

After Shengshengman closed the door, he did not hand the two bowls of soup to Yin Nanfeng, but poured them into a flowerpot placed on the window.

"You've already smelled it, so the sobering soup and honey lemon water should be fine. Why did you pour it over?" Yin Nanfeng sat up from the bed and looked at Shengsheng's slow movements. Although he scolded her, he did not stop her actions.

"Miss, there's certainly nothing wrong with these two bowls of food, but the key is the smell on him. He has a very special origin."

Sheng Shengman carefully poured the liquid from the bowl, her movements extremely cautious, fearing she would miss a single drop. However, when she was almost done, she suddenly stopped, leaving a small amount of residue at the bottom of the bowl. She slowly turned her head and looked at her mistress with a helpless expression.

Seeing this, the lady asked curiously, "Oh? What's the special smell on his body that makes you so nervous?"

Sheng Shengman's expression instantly grew serious. She lowered her voice and said, "It's the smell of being drunk."

These three words seemed to have some kind of magic, causing Yin Nanfeng's body to tremble violently. She immediately straightened up and looked at Sheng Shengman in astonishment.

Yin Nanfeng's voice trembled a little: "Are you sure you didn't smell it wrong? Is it really the smell of drunkenness?"

Sheng Sheng Man nodded without hesitation, his tone extremely firm, "It can't be wrong! This smell is what my godmother trained me to smell since I was a child. I'm very familiar with it, there's absolutely no way I could be wrong."

Yin Nanfeng took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but her eyes became colder and colder, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

"Great! This is really great!" she said through gritted teeth. "After so many years, the mastermind behind that incident is finally coming to light! It's worth all my years of waiting!"

After saying that, Yin Nanfeng's gaze shot straight towards the direction where the man outside the door left like a sharp arrow, as if he wanted to see through him.

Sheng Sheng Man was well aware of the heavy blow that incident had brought to Yin Nan Feng, especially as it involved the death of Yin Xin Yue, the former head of the Xin Yue Hotel, which had been an unhealable scar in the young lady's heart.

"Miss, do you think we need to cooperate with Hei Ye and the others?" Sheng Shengman walked to Yin Nanfeng and said softly, "Hei Ye and the others must know this person's origin and background very well. If we can get their assistance, wouldn't it be easy for us to find the murderer?" After that, Sheng Shengman gently placed her hand on Yin Nanfeng's shoulder, applying a little force, as if to remind her that now is not the time to completely break with that person.

Yin Nanfeng was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "You go and send a message to Xie Xiaohua later, telling him that I have something important to discuss with you, and be sure to ask him to come on time." Her words were slow and firm, and every word seemed to be carefully considered.