CHAPTER 530: 209 THE SECRET ABOUT RONG XIANNING_2

The person in charge braced himself and said, "Mr. Feng, it’s better to wait for the police to make a determination."

Feng Yueyang raised an eyebrow. "Alright."

The boss wouldn’t have acted without reason, clearly that He guy brought it on himself. To provoke the boss into action, he must have some nerve. Well, he can celebrate his guts behind bars for a while.

Feng Yueyang made a phone call and had the company’s legal department send over their most capable lawyer.

When He Qian heard this, the look on his face was indescribable.

The police and the lawyer arrived at the same time.

They pulled up the surveillance from the hallway. The footage showed it was indeed He Qian who made the first "move," while Shen You’an acted in self-defense. However, with He Qian beaten to this extent, it also raised significant suspicion of intentional injury.

But Feng Group’s lawyers were no pushovers. Understanding their boss’s intent, they unleashed their eloquence and successfully left the police and He Qian speechless.

What followed was no longer Feng Yueyang’s concern. He left the restaurant with Shen You’an, leaving the lawyer to handle the repercussions for He Qian.

Xu Si watched their silhouettes as they walked away, his gaze lingering on the figure of the woman in black, eyes glinting with thought.

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"Boss, that He guy must be out of his mind to dare touch you. He needs a lesson he won’t forget for the rest of his life."

The two walked out of the restaurant, the cool night breeze hitting them in the face.

A tall figure brushed past them.

As if sensing something, the person paused, turning his head to glance at Shen You’an.

The red lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed slightly in the wind, their flickering light reflected in his eyes, as though a small flame had been ignited.

The man’s pupils contracted sharply, but only for a moment before he continued walking past.

Inside the restaurant, it was a lavish and noisy scene.

Outside, the night was quiet and the wind serene.

The two walked toward different worlds, as though they were never from the same one to begin with.

The man strode up the stairs. The police were just about to take He Qian away, and when He Qian saw the man, his wailing became even more pitiful.

"Why are you only here now?"

His glare at the man was filled with accusation.

"Apologies," the man said, though there wasn’t the faintest trace of humility in his posture.

The police scrutinized the man in front of them. He was at least 1.9 meters tall, built like a tank with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His face wasn’t particularly memorable, but his sharp, hawk-like eyes made it impossible to underestimate him.

"Who are you?"

"This is my employer. I’m his bodyguard." The voice was cold and hard, tinged with a detached indifference.

The police nodded. "He Qian is suspected of involvement in a provocation case. He needs to come back to the station for investigation. Since you’re his bodyguard, you’ll need to give a statement as well."

The man had no objections and followed the police.

Xu Si, as a witness, was naturally brought to the station to give a statement as well.

He was just a bystander and was underage, so he was released after giving his statement.

He trembled as he looked up at the man standing beside him. The man was so tall he had to crane his neck.

"Uncle Long... I’ll head back now."

He didn’t know the man’s name; he had only heard He Qian call him Along.

He Qian trusted this man a lot, never going anywhere without him. He wasn’t just a bodyguard but also often acted as a driver.

Xu Si didn’t dare say much to him. Just standing beside him, he could feel a suffocating sense of pressure.

Not waiting for a response, Xu Si turned and walked away.

From the wind came the man’s indifferent voice: "I’ll take you."

"Ah?" Xu Si froze in place.

The man descended the stairs in large strides, brushing past him.

Suddenly, an ear-piercing sound rang out. In the parking lot not far away, headlights flashed for a moment.

The man walked over quickly, opened the driver’s door, and glanced back at Xu Si, who was lingering hesitantly. His thick eyebrows furrowed.

Xu Si’s scalp tingled, and he quickly jogged over, climbing into the back seat.

The man silently started the car.

Sitting in the back seat, Xu Si didn’t dare to breathe too loudly.

The man seemed familiar with every street and corner of Chunzhou, driving smoothly toward the filming base without needing any navigation.

The entire ride was silent.

When they reached the destination, Xu Si said a quick thank you and got out of the car.

Not a second longer than necessary, the car drove off, leaving Xu Si to eat a mouthful of exhaust fumes.

Xu Si pressed his lips together and walked toward the photography base in front of him.

It was nearly 9 o’clock. As he passed the dance studio, the lights inside were still bright, and the contestants were training hard.

There were only three days left until the finale. Even if it was last-minute effort, everyone was giving it their all.

Xu Si stood at the door watching for a while. He didn’t see Rong Xianning, but Feng Cheng and the same-company colleagues Du Yuning and Ge Qi were practicing diligently.

Xu Si tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a sneer of mockery.