The courtyard was quite dilapidated, obviously it hadn’t been inhabited for a long time, choosing this place was secretive enough.
"First, carry the person into the room. Mr. Zhang will be arriving soon. Remember, don’t touch a finger on this woman. With this kind of young lady of high status, our wretched lives cannot afford to offend."
The burly man instructed his subordinates.
"Don’t worry, Jinya. We’re just drooling over her, we wouldn’t really dare lay hands on her."
Two subordinates snickered as they carried the woman down from the car and into a room that had lights turned on—a large tile-roofed house.
"Let’s go out and greet Mr. Zhang."
After setting the woman down, the burly man and two of his underlings exited the courtyard. The driver readied the van to leave, planning to burn the vehicle to destroy the evidence.
Zhang Xiaoshan had already quietly jumped down from the roof of the car when they were carrying the woman out.
The yard was wildly overgrown, with grass more than a meter tall. Zhang Xiaoshan lay in the weeds, hardly noticeable in the night.
His heart pounded furiously at this moment, anxious to the extreme. These people were of a much higher status than himself; such conspiracies were out of his reach, he must stay well hidden.
He quietly raised his head and saw, the burly man and his two subordinates, with their backs to the gate, waiting for their so-called Mr. Zhang, no one paying attention to the courtyard.
He hurriedly got up, and slipped into the large tile-roofed house holding the woman as nimbly as a clever cat.
Just at that moment, a sapphire blue BMW X7 stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.
A man with a slicked-back coiffure, handsome and dashing, stepped out of the car. The man strutted with a nonchalant grace, his gait unsteady—a sign of a man steeped in indulgence, his physical condition weak.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, we’ve been waiting for you forever, everything’s been taken care of."
The moment the young man got out of the car, the burly man immediately went up to him, acting obsequiously. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩
Obviously, this Mr. Zhang was the true culprit behind tonight’s events.
Mr. Zhang asked the burly man.
Pointing to the lit room in the courtyard, the burly man said in a fawning tone,
"The lady is right in there. Heh, I even got you a Simmons mattress especially. It’s super soft and comfortable; you just enjoy yourself."
"Heh, you’ve done a good job tonight."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang’s eyes instantly flared with excitement, as if he couldn’t wait to rush in and deal with Jiang Man.
"Hold on, Mr. Zhang, this, this..."
Just as Mr. Zhang was about to enter the courtyard, he was stopped by the burly man tugging on his sleeve.
Mr. Zhang turned around, looking at the burly man with slight displeasure.
The burly man hesitated before speaking.
"This girl is no ordinary person; it’s a big risk. I’m not concerned about myself, but my two brothers here and the driver need a good payoff for this risk, this..."
"Cut the crap; just say if you want money. The one thing my Zhang family isn’t short of is money."
With that, Mr. Zhang walked directly to the trunk of the BMW, pulled out a black briefcase, and tossed it on the ground.
"A full million. Count it."
"No need, thank you, Mr. Zhang."
Seeing the hefty briefcase on the ground, the burly man and the other two subordinates at the gate were visibly thrilled.
Mr. Zhang couldn’t be bothered to chit-chat with the burly man and his companions. He was about to enter the courtyard; by now, he was desperately eager to have his way with Jiang Man.
But at that moment, the burly man once again grabbed him.
"What now? Haven’t I already given you the money? Isn’t it enough?"
There was a clear sense of malice and impatience in Mr. Zhang’s eyes.
The burly man spoke again tentatively, his tone low,
"No, Mr. Zhang, you misunderstand. It’s not about the money. It’s this girl’s identity—it’s complicated. Are you really going to go through with this? Once it’s done, the consequences are unthinkable. I know your Zhang family holds considerable power, but... but the Jiang family is extraordinary, and Miss Jiang’s father is still in power..."
Mr. Zhang didn’t let the burly man finish speaking and dismissively snorted,
"You think tonight’s affair is just my reckless behavior? I’ll let you know a little secret. My father is the one who instructed me to do this. Old man Jiang is gravely ill, he’s done for. What’s there to fear?"
Hearing this, the burly man felt somewhat relieved.
With the Zhang family’s backing, the matter seemed much more secure.
Power struggles at the top—those were not for small-timers like him to touch on. Better to know less.
He obediently stepped aside to let Mr. Zhang through.
In the room, Zhang Xiaoshan hid behind the curtain, with the Heavenly Eye’s X-ray vision having been quietly activated, he surveyed every corner of the room through the curtain.
Although the courtyard was desolate, this room was spotlessly clean, not a speck of dust in sight. The room was empty except for a one-point-eight-meter Simmons mattress in the middle.
Jiang Man lay on the mattress.
From this angle, he could see Jiang Man’s face clearly. Because Zhang Xiaoshan had activated his X-ray vision, he could see through Jiang Man’s clothes to more indescribable details.
"I knew this woman had some treasures when we were on the mountain road, but I never expected them to be this spectacular—and so damn white."
"Can’t argue, apart from a bit of damage, her figure and looks are top-notch."
While Zhang Xiaoshan admired Jiang Man’s figure,
Sounds of shoes tapping on the ground came from the courtyard. Zhang Xiaoshan quickly held his breath and hid quietly.
Being discovered now would be troublesome.
"Heh heh, little sweetheart, I am here."
The next moment, Mr. Zhang entered, carrying a backpack as he pushed open the door.