Chapter 150: My Business, You Better Not Interfere
Ouyang Hao’s lips curved into a half-smile, "This is my business, you’d better not interfere."
As he spoke, he took the cocktail from the waiter, drank it down in one gulp, stood up and said, "I’ve drunk the drink you treated me to. I have something to do, so I’ll go first."
"Hao..." Mu Chen opened his mouth to call out to him, but saw that he had already reached the bar door. He sighed helplessly and took another sullen sip of brandy, no longer in the mood to watch the drama unfold. "Looks like he’s deeply poisoned."
Inadvertently, his gaze fell on the stack of documents on the bar counter. He then remembered that Ouyang Hao had forgotten to take them. He turned his gaze to the street outside through the floor-to-ceiling window, but Ouyang Hao’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
Did he genuinely forget the documents here, or did he never intend to take them at all?
The answer was probably the latter.
Mu Chen took another deep drink, his heart raced with unease. Being childhood friends, he naturally knew Ouyang Hao’s family situation all too well.
In families like theirs, arranged marriages and strong alliances were commonplace. Even though Ouyang Hao’s parents were much more open-minded than others in their circle, it didn’t mean they had no expectations for their future daughter-in-law.
And that little maid, who didn’t even have a clear background, what future could they possibly have?
The news of Lin Yixun staying overnight at Ouyang Hao’s apartment soon reached Leng Yixiu’s ears. Assistant Chen kept his head bowed low, not daring to lift his gaze, fearing that he might be frozen to death by the boss’s icy stare.
After a suffocating silence, the man finally spoke, "Alright, I understand. You may leave now."
Assistant Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but just before he could calm his pounding heart, he heard the man say in a deep voice, "Tell Old He to prepare the car; I need to go out."
Assistant Chen was startled and quickly advised, "Boss, your wounds haven’t healed yet. You shouldn’t get out of bed."
"Do I need you to instruct me on what I should do?"
"No, no, no, boss, that’s not what I meant." Unable to withstand Leng Yixiu’s cold aura, Assistant Chen quickly nodded and said, "Okay, I’ll call Old He right away."
As Leng Yixiu was about to leave, the butler, carrying a pot of chicken soup, entered the room. Seeing Leng Yixiu out of bed, the butler tensed up and asked, "Mr. Leng, why are you out of bed?"
"I need to go out for a while."
The butler had served Leng Yixiu for several years and already knew his temperament well, understanding that he couldn’t stop him. So, he tried a roundabout way, "Is there something important? How about having a bowl of chicken soup before you go?"
The butler opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself. He quickly followed Leng Yixiu and brought up Cheng Ying, "Mr. Leng, if you go out alone , Miss Cheng will be very worried if she finds out."
"Then don’t tell her."
The butler furrowed his brows; it seemed that there was no persuading him. He could only carefully help Leng Yixiu downstairs and, before getting into the car, repeatedly instructed Old He to call immediately if anything unexpected happened.
Old He nodded. As Leng Yixiu got into the car, he asked, "Sir, where are we going?"
"Central City Hospital."
"Central City Hospital?" A flash of surprise crossed Old He’s eyes. Looking at the man in the rearview mirror, who had his eyes closed, it was hard to read his thoughts in the dark night.
An hour later, Old He turned to the man and said, "Sir, we’ve arrived at Central City Hospital."
To Old He’s surprise, the man nodded but showed no intention of getting out of the car. His face turned toward the car window, his gaze fixed on the inpatient building across the street.
Old He was puzzled. Did Mr. Leng come here late at night just to look at the inpatient building?