CHAPTER 279: CHAPTER 216: THE RHYTHM OF ANOTHER LIVE BROADCAST_3

Sometimes, Qian Rouxuan would think: perhaps her uncle’s illness was triggered by Luo Yang. Otherwise, how come no one else in the family had cancer, yet the one who seemed the healthiest ended up with this disease?

She reminisced about the past and hadn’t even stepped onto the stairs when she heard the clattering sounds of mahjong tiles. Pulling aside the door curtain, her eyes fell on a table of people playing mahjong. The room was filled with smoke so thick it was suffocating. Qian Rouxuan instinctively covered her mouth and nose with her hand. The people around the table stared at her curiously.

Her aunt had been sitting at the counter with her arms crossed, watching TV. When she saw someone come in, she looked up and blinked in disbelief upon realizing it was her: "Is that... Xuanxuan?"

Qian Rouxuan stepped forward with a smile, speaking warmly: "Auntie, it’s me!"

Her aunt slapped her thigh excitedly: "Really? The other day, Luo Yang mentioned you were back! I thought that boy was just talking nonsense. You’ve gotten even prettier! You were doing so well abroad—why did you come back? Are you staying this time or leaving again?"

The table of mahjong players overheard her words and looked at Qian Rouxuan with envy. These days, anyone who had been abroad was considered rich—the moon abroad even seemed rounder than the one at home.

Qian Rouxuan coughed lightly, "I came back because of some business. I might leave again in a while. Auntie, how have you been? Is Luo Yang not at home?"

If she had the boy’s phone number, she definitely wouldn’t have come here directly. This place was awful—the smoke from their cigarettes was sharp and overwhelming, making it hard for her to breathe.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, her aunt held Qian Rouxuan’s hand and said, "This smoke must be choking you. Come on, let’s go inside and talk!" She then told a woman with curly hair wearing a yellow short-sleeved shirt: "Sister Huang, keep an eye on the shop for me!"

"Don’t worry! We’ll watch the place for you while you’re inside. No one can steal anything from us!" Sister Huang waved her hand at her reassuringly.

Only after they entered the bedroom and shut the door did Qian Rouxuan dare to take a deep breath. But the room had a damp smell that hit her nose, making her uncomfortable. "Auntie, what’s Luo Yang’s phone number?"

Her aunt was briefly stunned but quickly smiled and recited the number to her. After finishing, she added: "Xuanxuan, Auntie knows you’re busy. Since it’s rare for you to come back this time, spend more time with your mom. She’s had a hard time.

And try to connect more with Luo Yang. He’s been running around, hanging out aimlessly every day. I’m just worried he’ll get into trouble."

Qian Rouxuan saved the number on her phone, said a few casual words, and left.

She found Luo Yang at a billiards hall. Qian Rouxuan hadn’t intended to enter—she called him over directly.

Luo Yang was in his twenties, sporting a buzz cut. At six feet tall, he had a strong build, but his single-lid eyes made him seem dull and unremarkable—just another face in the crowd.

When Luo Yang came out, Qian Rouxuan honked the car horn.

Luo Yang excitedly opened the passenger door and got in, grinning at Qian Rouxuan. "Sister Xuan, when did you come back? Why did you suddenly think of looking for me?"

Qian Rouxuan acted warmly and smiled: "I came back a while ago. You know how busy I’ve been. This is the first chance I’ve had to find you. Of course, I’ve got something to discuss with you. How about we talk over a meal?"

Luo Yang immediately nodded in excitement: "Sounds good! Let’s do that!"

Over the meal, Qian Rouxuan spun a lie about someone sabotaging her relationship with her boyfriend. She wanted Luo Yang’s help to teach that person a lesson.

Luo Yang had been mingling in the streets for years and knew some pretty ruthless people. He quickly introduced her to two of them.

Later, behind Luo Yang’s back, Qian Rouxuan secretly paid the two men half of their agreed fee, set the time for the job, and planned for them to not only teach the person a lesson but also sell them off to a remote region. She promised to pay the remaining fees after the task was done.

After arranging everything, her lips curled into a cold smile. "You dare challenge me? You’ll all disappear!"

What she didn’t know was that everything she did was being watched by two groups of people.

First, the men Heizi had sent to trail her. They had already reported every move she’d made and every person she’d met back to their team.

Heizi was watching video footage with a lip-reading expert, analyzing what was being said, looking for any useful information.

Though they had deciphered only a few lines, the information was already substantial. It was enough to confirm that Qian Rouxuan was highly suspect in the criminal case.

After receiving his team’s report, Heizi excitedly issued strict orders to surveil her every move closely and aim for an arrest that included both the culprits and the evidence.

At the same time, he prepared to investigate Yin Qi, the other woman who had been with Qian Rouxuan that day.

Meanwhile, Leng Mochen’s team had also reported Qian Rouxuan’s movements to him. After hanging up the phone, Leng Mochen frowned in thought. The letter should already have reached Yin Qi’s hands, so things were likely about to take a drastic turn.

Regardless of how loudly Qian Rouxuan played her cards, this time, she was doomed to fail. And those behind her would meet their ultimate defeat as well... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile readers can visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)