A beautiful summer night

After Xie Qiyan returned to China, no one knew what he had done to anger Xie Tianqi, the former head of the Xie family, to the point of falling ill.

Xie Tianqi, Xie Qiyan's biological father, is currently lying in the ICU of the hospital.

Xie Tianqi remained unconscious, while his wife, Hou Mengqiu, Xie Qiyan's stepmother, went insane overnight and was personally sent to a mental hospital by him for strict supervision.

As for Hou Mengqiu's twelve-year-old son, Xie An, he also disappeared overnight.

No one knows what Xie Qiyan did, nor does anyone know what he intends to do.

But everyone was afraid that Xie Qiyan's next target would be themselves.

That's a madman.

Madmen never show compassion or reason.

The Xie family used to be rife with internal strife, but the tide turned after Xie Qiyan returned. At this critical juncture, the old man made the decision to hand over full control of the Xie family to Xie Qiyan.

At that moment, everyone stopped moving; no one dared to provoke this madman at this critical juncture.

Xie Qiyan, with his keen sense of smell, noticed the smell of alcohol on them, and his expression darkened slightly.

The air reeked of alcohol, exactly the same as the rosemary perfume Zhou Yu wore last night.

Rotten, filthy.

Xie Nan, perhaps still smelling of alcohol, raised an eyebrow and chuckled twice: "Brother, you don't know, Zhou Yu has finally tasted the forbidden fruit..."

Before he could finish speaking, the rest was tightly covered by Sherlin.

Xie Qiyan looked over coldly, while Xie Lin forced a smile: "Third brother's drunken talk, don't take it seriously, eldest brother."

As soon as everyone left, Xie Lin kicked Xie Nan, yelling, "Damn it, are you out of your mind?!"

Xie Qiyan is unpredictable these days. When he was a child, no one in the Xie family had any goodwill towards him, and no one knows if he will hold a grudge.

Since returning to China, he had never taken the initiative to ask the two brothers anything. Today was the first time he had asked Zhou Yu.

No one knew what he was planning, but judging from his expression, it was definitely not a good thing.

After Xie Qiyan got into the car, Yu Fei reported on the day's itinerary as usual, and then cursed: "That bastard Yang Datong has been locked up for several days and still refuses to say a word, damn it!"

“If you won’t talk, keep dragging this out. Starting today, have Huo Yang cut off his water and food. Also, keep looking for Hou Mengqiu’s son.” Xie Qiyan narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp. “Take a trip to the mental hospital this afternoon.”

Yu Fei glanced at the rearview mirror: "You suspect that woman is faking her madness?"

"Whether it's an act or not, we have to go and see." Xie Qiyan's face was devoid of any emotion.

Yu Fei nodded: "Understood!"

"I'll inspect Xingyao at 11:00 AM. I'll go personally," Xie Qiyan said suddenly after checking the schedule.

Yu Fei blurted out instinctively, "Why don't we just let Huo Yang handle this little thing?"

"Are you the CEO?" Xie Qiyan asked in return.

Yu Fei slapped his mouth: "...Okay, Mr. Xie."

My entire bonus this month was taken away by that foul mouth.

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At 11:00 a.m. sharp, Xie Qiyan appeared at Xingyao Building on time. He immediately instructed Huo Yang to inspect the work, while he himself headed towards the elevator with his own purpose.

Yu Fei glanced at Xie Qiyan several times.

It wasn't until he reached the top floor and saw Xia Wanzhi that he suddenly realized what was going on.

He said, "Why would I trouble President Xie to personally oversee such a small matter?"

So they're here to stalk the beauty.

She was a sickly beauty.

The studio door was open, and Zhu Zi, with her small body, was carrying a painting. The frame blocked her view. When Yu Fei entered, he raised his right hand to greet her, but it became a stumbling block and knocked Zhu Zi backward.

Yu Fei was startled: "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Hearing the commotion, Xia Wanzhi ran out of the studio with a paintbrush covered in paint, pulled the bamboo up from the ground, and fixed her gaze on Xie Qiyan: "Why are you here?"

The implication that they don't welcome you is quite clear.

Just a second ago, Zhu Zi was about to get angry and curse people for not having eyes, but now, upon seeing Xie Qiyan, she froze, hiding behind Xia Wanzhi and remaining motionless.

The visitor is ill-intentioned and not a good person.

Xie Qiyan glanced around, gave her a brief look, and then looked at the paintings hanging on the wall in the studio.

With its vibrant colors, rich light and shadow, and three-dimensional, lifelike appearance, it delivers an incredibly strong visual impact.

Xia Wanzhi's paintings are mostly dreamlike, some are simple and some are complex, quite abstract, and most are incomprehensible.

"A painter?" Xie Qiyan stood in front of a painting, turning to look at the girl who was filled with hostility towards him.

She wore overalls today, looking like a little painter from a fairy tale. Her hair was tied into two braids that hung down on either side of her body, and she wore a brightly colored floral headscarf on her head, which made her look even more adorable.

She was still on an IV drip last night, but instead of resting at home today, she came to work. She's quite career-driven.

Her apron and hands were covered in paint, but her face was very fair.

Xie Qiyan suddenly wanted to add a touch of color to that plain face.

Xia Wanzhi felt that he had come with ill intentions, and she refused to speak in a huff.

Bamboo swallowed hard and answered for her: "Not a painter, but a dream weaver."

The profession was too niche, and he remained silent for a while after hearing it.

After a moment, he chuckled softly, his voice slightly lower: "It's quite interesting to turn a client's dream into a painting based on their dream description."

Xia Wanzhi's hostility lessened somewhat.

Simply because he knew about the profession of dream weaver.

"I'm not moving out." Xia Wanzhi came to her senses, took a deep breath, and said seriously, "I don't care what you came here for today, I still say the same thing, I don't want to move out."

"Everyone has moved out," Xie Qiyan said calmly.

"Then can you spare my life?" Xia Wanzhi said dejectedly. She went back into the studio, put down her paintbrush, and took off her apron. When she came out, she subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her nose, so that her nose and right cheek were smeared with pinkish-orange paint.

Xie Qiyan looked over, a faint smile inexplicably playing on his lips.

After hearing this, Zhu Zi realized who they were. She felt nervous for a moment, then stepped forward to defend Xia Wanzhi: "This studio is of great importance to her. President Xie, you can't force people like this."

“This building is also of great significance to me,” Xie Qiyan said in a deep voice, and the standoff continued.

"What are you going to do with it?" Xia Wanzhi asked.

"We're building a shopping mall," Xie Qiyan said without hiding anything.

Yu Fei swallowed back the "trade secret" that was about to slip out, and then looked at his boss with disbelief.

"Hmm...yes, build it into the most prosperous and impressive commercial shopping mall in the entire northern city." Yu Fei chuckled.

Originally, this building was all office floors, where many large and small companies and studios gathered. Xia Wanzhi really didn't understand why Xie Qiyan would go to such lengths and spend so much money to choose this place.

There are clearly better locations to build shopping malls.

She must be incompatible with him according to their birth charts.

It was another unpleasant ending, but Xie Qiyan's mood was not affected in the slightest. On the way back, his gaze was indifferent, but Yu Fei knew that this was the expression his boss should have when he was at his most agreeable.

“Um…Mr. Xie, Miss Xia has a fiancé,” Yu Fei reminded her gently.

Xie Qiyan snapped out of his daze: "Hmm?"

“Her fiancé is your cousin,” Yu Fei said with goodwill.

After realizing what was happening, Xie Qiyan let out a cold laugh: "Get lost."