Chapter 124: The Sorrowful Fury of Qi Zhengqing
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Qi Zhengqing stared in terror at Su Rulong, who kept approaching him, his eyes filled with horror.
“Su Rulong… if you dare touch me, I swear I won’t let you live!” Qi Zhengqing said, his voice trembling from fear.
But Su Rulong just twisted his neck and replied, “I’m not going to do anything to you.”
Qi Zhengqing now had only two options. The first was to stall until his bodyguards arrived.
The second was to seek help from Shen Xian.
He couldn’t help but glance back at Shen Xian, only to find that Shen Xian was already lying on the floor somewhere, eyes tightly shut.
Qi Zhengqing was stunned. What was going on? Could Shen Xian have also been drugged?
It had to be that—they wouldn’t have only drugged him alone.
Thinking this, Qi Zhengqing felt a flicker of hope. If that was the case, then things might be easier.
“Shen Xian is also out cold. Why don’t you go after him instead?” Qi Zhengqing suggested.
Su Rulong pushed open the door and walked in.
Sure enough, he saw Shen Xian lying motionless on the floor.
“Shen Xian is your rival and your humiliation. You might as well go after him!” Qi Zhengqing emphasized again.
Su Rulong looked at Qi Zhengqing, then at Shen Xian, and said, “Compared to Shen Xian, I hate you more.”
After saying this, he strode over to Qi Zhengqing and even swept him up in a princess carry.
From the floor, Shen Xian cracked his eyes open slightly, and a chill ran down his spine.
This was unbearable—an eyesore.
No way, he thought. He needed to go back and see Zhou Wan’s beautiful figure to cleanse his eyes.
Qi Zhengqing had no strength left to struggle. “Young Master Su, let’s talk this over…”
He tried to kick his legs but to no avail.
Smack.
Su Rulong tossed him onto the bed, making Qi Zhengqing feel dizzy.
Finally, he couldn’t hold on any longer; his head lolled to the side and he fainted.
Su Rulong then went over to Shen Xian, looked down at him, and his eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.
The anesthetic could only render someone unconscious for half an hour to forty minutes at most. That meant he could only choose one between Shen Xian and himself.
Pretending to open his eyes, Shen Xian suddenly stood up and asked, “What happened? Why did I suddenly pass out?”
Su Rulong smiled and pointed toward the door. “Get out of here!”
He felt it was normal—more than twenty minutes had passed since Qi Zhengqing messaged him. By now, Shen Xian should have woken up.
Without a word, Shen Xian grabbed his suitcase and quickly left.
He glanced back at the unconscious Qi Zhengqing on the bed with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
“Heh heh heh…” Su Rulong closed the door, wore an evil grin, and approached Qi Zhengqing again.
…
Shen Xian hailed a taxi and rushed to the airport overnight.
This place was no longer safe to stay.
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Next, this should be enough for Ning Zheng and the Kyoto circle to celebrate, right?
Does it concern me?
Not at all, because I was drugged too, but I woke up.
If anyone asks why I didn’t call the police—
Because I was so groggy from the drug that I couldn’t remember anything.
Sitting in the taxi, Shen Xian smiled broadly.
Half an hour later, Qi Zhengqing woke up from the pristine white bed.
The first thing he felt was an aching pain in his backside.
He suddenly sat up and looked down at himself in shock.
He was wearing a maid outfit…
Looking around, he saw a belt and candles beside him…
A look of fury and despair appeared in his eyes. “Su Rulong!”
The room was empty, leaving only discarded tissue paper on the floor and some unspeakable items in the trash bin…
Qi Zhengqing woke up feeling like the sky was falling.
The second thing he noticed was his mouth tasted salty—obviously, something had been stuffed into it.
What had been shoved into his mouth?
He tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then burst out in a furious roar: “Damn it!”
He tried to gag but couldn’t spit it out.
Damn it!
I’m defiled!
That perverted Su Rulong had been coveting me for over a year and finally succeeded!
Qi Zhengqing hurriedly searched for his phone, then saw a stack of cash on the bedside table with a note on top: “I paid, so it’s not illegal.”
An unbearable humiliation!
Qi Zhengqing howled to the sky: “Ahhhh!”
He grabbed his phone and quickly called his father. “Dad, someone did something to me!”
A groggy voice came from the other side: “In Kyoto? Who dares commit such an outrageous act against you?”
“Su Rulong!” Qi Zhengqing’s eyes filled with tears, his gaze bloodshot.
The voice on the line suddenly sharpened: “What? Go to the hospital immediately for tests and preventive treatment. Who knows if that guy has any diseases!”
Half an hour later, a video circulated in the Kyoto circle.
Qi Zhengqing lay on the bed wearing a maid outfit, while Su Rulong’s bushy-bearded round face appeared in the frame.
“Damn, Su Rulong finally had his dream come true!”
“Impressive!”
“Qi Zhengqing’s ruined!”
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Ning Zheng was woken from sleep by a phone call. It was past two in the morning, and the moon shone brightly outside, hanging like a silver disk high in the sky.
“Secretary Ning, sorry to disturb you so late, but there’s been an incident,” a voice said.
“What happened?” Ning Zheng asked groggily.
“Su Rulong drugged Qi Zhengqing and tormented him for over half an hour in the hotel—specifically, in the room you arranged for Shen Xian!”
Ning Zheng’s drowsiness vanished instantly. He sat up straight with a snap. “What? That room was occupied by Shen Xian. How could this happen?”
His hand holding the phone trembled. “Where’s Shen Xian?”
“He was drugged too, but he woke up and left, heading to the airport overnight,” the voice replied.
A chill crept into Ning Zheng’s heart. The Qi family was probably going insane!
Ning’s stepmother was awakened and anxiously asked, “Is Shen Xian okay?”
“He’s completely fine!”
She lay back down. “Then it’s alright. It’s none of your business, Ah Zheng.”
Ning Cai was stunned when she saw the messages in the group chat.
The Kyoto circle was small; they often chatted there.
But upon learning Shen Xian was unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief. “At least he’s clever enough to keep himself clean.”
That night was a sleepless one in Kyoto.
At the Su family.
Su Rulong’s father, Su Wu, dressed in pajamas, glared coldly at his son. “You succeeded. Are you happy now?”
Su Rulong yawned. “Sure, it’s just as I expected. But Qi Zhengqing… he’s slippery!”
“Damn you!” Su Wu angrily threw a pillow from the sofa at Su Rulong. “Tell me, how are you going to fix this mess?”
Disgusting the Qi family was one thing, but now that it had happened, it was another.
“The drug was planted by Qi Zhengqing himself. It has nothing to do with me.”
“Besides, would Qi Zhengqing dare call the police? Dare post this online?”
“At worst, he becomes a joke in the Kyoto circle. Outside of that, who knows? Man assaults man don’t seem to be crimes. Besides, I paid him three thousand for half an hour. He’s the one who profited!”
Su Rulong said.
Su Wu shouted furiously, “Get out!”
On the plane, Shen Xian slept soundly. He would arrive in Nanzhou around five or six in the morning.
Only two days apart, and he missed Qingqing somewhat.
Around six o’clock, Shen Xian reached Nanzhou city airport and opened his phone to find a message from Zhou Wan: “When are you coming back?”
“About an hour away. What do you want for breakfast? I’ll buy it for you,” Shen Xian replied.
“Anything’s fine.”
Zhou Wan, who had just been lying in bed feeling sleepy, was ready to doze off again, but after receiving Shen Xian’s message, all drowsiness vanished. She felt joyful and hurried to shower and put on makeup.
A woman beautifies herself for the one she loves. She decided that when Shen Xian came home, she would give him a warm embrace.