Chapter 163 A Perfect Rant from My Best Friend

The perpetrators have all confessed, so the subsequent developments shouldn't hit any unexpected snags.

Ling Yue was a bit tired, so she left the final cleanup to Cheng Jiao.

At this hour, it was time for elderly people to be getting their beauty sleep.

All this fuss had dragged on until two in the morning!

Ling Yue felt a bit embarrassed and personally walked Professor Li Xin out of the police station. "It's so late, and it's hard to catch a cab. Professor Li, let me have someone drive you."

"No need," Professor Li Xin said, checking her phone. "My son is coming to pick me up."

Ling Yue looked puzzled.

That was until she saw a car parked in the courtyard nearby, with a familiar exterior and license plate.

Seeing Ling Yue and the others, Qian Xu stepped out of the car.

Ling Yue finally caught on. She pointed at Qian Xu, then at Professor Li Xin. "The two of you are mother and son?"

"I was just watching TV at home when this brat called me, claiming it was an emergency," Professor Li Xin said, patting her son's shoulder. Qian Xu reached out and took his mother's briefcase.

"Ms. Ling, you can leave the subsequent matters to me. I see that the people from the other company are reasonable; this lawsuit will be easy."

Ling Yue looked grateful. "Then I'll leave it to you."

"I'm just doing my job," Professor Li Xin said, unable to stifle a yawn. "You know, you can't fight aging. My energy really isn't what it used to be."

Qian Xu opened the car door for his mother.

After settling Professor Li Xin in, he walked back to Ling Yue. "Well, Ms. Ling, we'll be heading off now."

Ling Yue nodded. "Take care of your mother and get some rest. Thank you for today."

"It's my duty."

As Professor Li Xin had said, Ling Yue had paid the legal fees, and quite a substantial amount at that.

Qian Xu's car drove away.

Ling Yue couldn't hold on any longer either and prepared to head home.

Xun Ji chased after her, grabbing the car door. "Regarding your friend, we will discuss a compensation plan internally. I guarantee there won't be any bias. You can't revoke my 'test drive' privilege because of this."

He looked at Ling Yue with pleading eyes.

Heaven knows how fast he had driven to get here, terrified of being late and appearing insincere.

"Come to think of it, how could you be completely unaware that a company you invested in was involved in something like this?" Ling Yue stared at Xun Ji's face.

Xun Ji looked bitter, even somewhat self-reproachful. "I just put the money in; I never really managed it."

He didn't look like he was lying.

Once an enterprise grows large, it becomes difficult to control everyone's behavioral habits.

Some people are adept at concealing, threatening, and putting on a facade, acting one way to your face and another behind your back. Even with long-term association, you might not necessarily discover their true colors.

Ling Yue rubbed her sore eyes. "Regardless, you are a shareholder of the company. You bear responsibility for what happened, so please be more careful! I hope you can truly give all the victims an explanation, and if you do, I won't take back what I said earlier."

"As expected of my Sister Ling! You're so straightforward!" Xun Ji cupped his hands in a salute.

Ling Yue was speechless. She took a big stride and sat in the car. "I'm leaving." She was dead tired.

"Goodbye, I'll definitely give you an explanation!" Xun Ji waved politely.

Ling Yue closed the car door, rubbing her aching shoulders and neck. "Let's go home."

Zang Lanyi drove, and Liang Hanlin followed behind to provide protection the whole way.

Shen Qingxue, the useless thing, actually got carsick at this moment. She was wailing the whole way, and Ling Yue was terrified she'd vomit in the car.

It would take a while to get back to Bamboo Forest Residence, but they were in the city center, only a three-minute drive from Yujing No. 1.

Ling Yue immediately changed the destination.

For any property Ling Yue bought, Housekeeper Shi Xiaosha would arrange for a weekly cleaning service.

Even though Ling Yue hadn't lived here for a long time, it remained clean and tidy.

"Damn, this place is awesome! This decor is totally hitting the spot—I love it, I love it! Yueyue, your taste is incredible! I am truly impressed!" Song Xinyao instantly forgot that her best friend was still in a drunken stupor and walked in the moment she let go of her hand.

Fortunately, Zang Lanyi was strong enough to steadily catch the slipping Shen Qingxue.

Ling Yue: ...

None of them were reliable.

"Miss, where should I... put her?" Zang Lanyi weighed the Shen Qingxue in her arms; this girl was light as a feather, not even as heavy as the sandbags she trained with.

There was only one bedroom here.

Ling Yue wouldn't inconvenience herself.

She raised her hand and pointed at the sofa. "There."

Zang Lanyi placed Shen Qingxue on the sofa.

She was so light that the sofa barely even sank.

Ling Yue turned back to Liang Hanlin and the others. "It's fine here now. You guys can go back first."

"Alright then." Liang Hanlin didn't linger, nor did he show any dissatisfaction at being ordered around. He led his team and left the doorway immediately.

On the way, he received the 10,000 yuan overtime pay that Ling Yue had sent.

He wished he could turn back and guard the door for Ling Yue.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go grab some barbecue!" Liang Hanlin divided the money, shouted, and the group walked off with their arms around each other.

Ling Yue closed the door and turned to Zang Lanyi. "I might have to trouble you to make do here for the night."

Zang Lanyi happily accepted the 2,000 yuan red packet Ling Yue sent, looking completely indifferent. "I can sleep in the gaming room."

The previous owner, who was Xun Ji, had set up a sofa bed in the gaming room.

After Ling Yue took over the gaming room, she had always used it as a storage room. Later, when she moved to Bamboo Forest Residence, the gaming room was emptied out.

At the moment, the space was quite spacious.

Ling Yue went to the master bedroom to get bed sheets and a quilt cover to make the bed for Zang Lanyi.

Afterward, she took out her phone, composed and sent a few messages, then walked into the room in the dark, lifted the quilt, and collapsed into sleep.

As for Song Xinyao, she found the bathroom, first took off her own makeup and took a shower, then took off Shen Qingxue's makeup and washed her face.

Then she stumbled into the master bedroom and found Ling Yue sprawled out like a starfish, having rolled the entire quilt under her legs.

Song Xinyao picked up the throw blanket that had fallen on the floor, bundled it up, hugged it, lay down on the bedroom sofa, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

The curtains in the living room weren't drawn.

The sunlight was blinding.

After shining on one's face for too long, it even started to burn with pain.

The moment Shen Qingxue regained consciousness, she felt pain on her face. She opened her eyes hazily, only to be blinded by the intense light.

She muttered to herself, preparing to roll over and get up to draw the curtains.

Just as she moved.

Thud!

Her whole body slammed into the floor unexpectedly!

Her knees made solid contact with the cold floor.

The pain made Shen Qingxue gasp.

With that gasp, her head also started to throb with pain.

Shen Qingxue rubbed her knee with one hand and clutched her head with the other: ???

Her brain took a long time to reconnect.

She looked at the unfamiliar room, her pupils gradually dilating.

She remembered that last night, her manager had taken her to a KTV private room, where she toasted a few investors, and then... she felt something was wrong, so she ran to the public restroom. Her head was spinning, she couldn't walk properly, she seemed to have vomited, and finally... finally, it seemed like someone had helped her up?

Damn it!

Who helped her up???

Wait.

Where the hell is this?

Beep, beep, beep—

Before Shen Qingxue could react, the sound of a lock opening suddenly rang out at the front door.

She swallowed her saliva.

Supporting herself with one hand on the floor and the other on the sofa, she slowly got up and walked toward the door.

On the other side.

Wang Junqi received a message from Ling Yue as soon as he woke up early in the morning.

It asked him to come to Yujing No. 1 tomorrow to cook lunch.

He didn't know what had happened last night, and he didn't ask.

Yujing No. 1 had a full set of kitchenware, so he only bought some ingredients.

There were a lot of things.

He carried them into the house, crouched down, and changed his shoes—

Shen Qingxue: "Who are you?"

The light voice, accompanied by a cool breeze that blew into Wang Junqi's neck, instantly gave him goosebumps. "Ah!!!"

Shen Qingxue also "Ah!!!"

Wait, why is he screaming?

Never mind, after screaming, Shen Qingxue rushed outside.

Wang Junqi thought something was wrong. Who is this person? He had never seen her before; how could she appear at the Miss's house?

A thief?!

Before his brain could react, his hand had already reached out and grabbed Shen Qingxue.

"What are you doing? Who are you? False imprisonment is against the law! Let me tell you, I've already called the police!" Shen Qingxue started pummeling Wang Junqi.

Wang Junqi was only thinking that he couldn't let the thief get away! Catch a thief with the stolen goods!

So he pulled Shen Qingxue hard back into the room.

The two of them, one wanting to leave and the other wanting to keep her, engaged in a tug-of-war that lasted for 10 seconds.

Ling Yue, Song Xinyao, and Zang Lanyi, who had rushed over upon hearing the noise, stood at the entrance with faces ravaged by staying up all night.

"What are you two howling about?" Ling Yue had just woken up, her voice raspy.

The sudden sound of a third person interrupted their actions.

Wang Junqi and Shen Qingxue both looked toward the source of the sound.

Just as Wang Junqi was about to complain, he saw Shen Qingxue dart forward past him, accompanied by a loud exclamation: "Ling Yue? Song Xinyao? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Why are you here?"

Oh my god.

Who among you understands?

The hoarseness of a top-tier raspy voice upon waking up in the morning?

But the most important thing wasn't the voice.

It was the smell that hit her in the face.

"Your breath is pretty stinky; the smell of alcohol is about to knock me out again. How about we brush our teeth before we talk?" A precise roast from her best friend, Ling Yue.