A beautiful summer night

"Hou Mengqiu is ruthless. Why would she go to such lengths to find an untrustworthy thug just to get rid of someone? Yang Datong, you're still not being honest." Xie Qiyan's aura plummeted to freezing point. Because the clues had been cut off again, he had lost even his last bit of patience.

"I didn't..." Yang Datong was stunned. He hurriedly knelt down, trembling all over, staring at the ground and not daring to look at Xie Qiyan. "I dare not say it..."

If I tell anyone, Xie Qiyan will beat me to death.

Even if he doesn't tell, Xie Qiyan won't let him off the hook.

Yu Fei strode over and kicked him: "Stop dawdling, hurry up and say it."

"She told me to ruin her reputation!" Yang Datong said, trembling with fear. "Hou Mengqiu said that woman is a beauty and told me to take my brothers with me..."

A crack seemed to tear open in the air. Xie Qiyan's eyes were sinister, as if countless knives from the sky were hanging over Yang Datong's head, ready to stab him at any moment.

Yu Fei and Huo Yang both had serious expressions.

This is an extremely humiliating practice against women.

How is this any different from forcing someone to commit suicide?

A woman with no one to rely on, who has been betrayed by her husband and then bullied by someone like Yang Datong, would probably contemplate suicide even if she were the strongest.

Hou Mengqiu is truly cunning.

Yang Datong trembled as he protested, "But we didn't do anything. We only saw her from afar, we didn't do anything..."

If he had known back then that the woman named Yao Qin was Xie Tianqi's woman, he wouldn't have dared to get involved even if he had a thousand lives.

Now that Xie Qiyan has returned to China and seized power, he has angered his father to the ICU and even driven Hou Mengqiu insane. When Yang Datong heard the rumors, he vaguely realized that Xie Qiyan had returned for revenge.

No one who has offended Xie Qiyan has ever had a good ending.

Not to mention that when he made a deal with Hou Mengqiu, the person he intended to persecute was his own mother.

Yang Datong was kicked two meters away by Xie Qiyan, who suddenly stood up.

Clutching the pain in his chest, Yang Datong begged for mercy again and again.

Xie Qiyan clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, clearly showing that he was extremely angry.

The room was not ventilated from any side, and Yu Fei had forgotten to turn on the air conditioning in his haste to come in. At this moment, fine beads of sweat were faintly visible on Xie Qiyan's forehead.

He was already restraining his anger.

"Find a time to take him to see Hou Mengqiu. I want to see how long Hou Mengqiu can keep up the act." Xie Qiyan calmed his breathing, his hatred for Hou Mengqiu growing stronger.

No sleep tonight.

At midnight, Xie Qiyan arrived home and spent two hours soaking in the bathtub.

The water was cold. He held his breath underwater for ten minutes, and when he surfaced, he splashed up a huge spray of water. His soft hair clung to his scalp, and he breathed rapidly with his lips slightly parted.

He brushed the wet hair from his forehead with his broad hands, picked up his phone from the table beside him, and only when he opened WeChat did he notice a new friend request in his contacts.

The profile picture is a bowl of colorful glutinous rice balls, each with a strange and cute expression photoshopped onto it.

The profile picture is a glutinous rice ball, and the WeChat name is Glutinous Rice Ball.

If Xie Qiyan still can't recognize who this person is, then he's truly blind.

However, the verification message sent by the other party was quite strange—

Hello, I am a resident of apartment 2701, Building 16, Lanting Courtyard.

His WeChat account was definitely sent to Xia Wanzhi by Xie Tan, but what role he played in Xia Wanzhi's life remains unknown.

Xie Qiyan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then pressed the "agree" button.

He didn't add a note, and just left this person in his WeChat contacts.

It's already 2 a.m., even the latest-night dog should be asleep.

Unexpectedly, within a minute of accepting the friend request, Xia Wanzhi sent a greeting message.

Xia Wanzhi: [Hello, Mr. Qi, I am a resident of apartment 2701, Building 16, Lanting Courtyard. My surname is Xia.]

Xie Qiyan stared at the message for a few seconds, then slowly sent it: [?]

On the other end, Xia Wanzhi, who was suffering from insomnia due to not being used to sleeping in a new house for the first time, frowned when she saw the question mark sent by the other party.

So aloof?

Xia Wanzhi couldn't figure it out, so she sent a message: "Sorry to bother you so late."

Xie Qiyan: [?]

Xia Wanzhi "..."

Xia Wanzhi's lips twitched, and she looked at the two question marks the other person had sent, both amused and exasperated. Thinking that the other person wasn't asleep anyway, she decided to state her needs first: "I just moved in, and tonight while cooking with friends, I discovered the kitchen sink was leaking. Could you come over and fix it when you have time?"

Xie Tan once said that if she had any problems, she should ask the housekeeper, who could handle anything for her.

Xie Qiyan was silent for a few seconds: [?]

Xia Wanzhi saw yet another question mark and sat up abruptly from the bed.

Is this guy brain-dead?

Unable to communicate with the idiot at all, and just as she was about to question Xie Tan about whether he had given her the wrong number, her phone vibrated.

It's a new message from the other party.

Xie Qiyan: [Who am I?]

Xia Wanzhi: [? ? ?]

no……

He's really sick.

Xia Wanzhi was so angry she laughed, increasingly convinced she'd added the wrong person, so she asked, "Aren't you the butler from room 2701?"

Xie Qiyan stared at his phone screen for half a minute. A drop of water slowly slid down his stray hair and landed on the screen. He scoffed and inexplicably replied with a single word: 【Yes.】

What a fine Mr. Qi.

What a fine butler from apartment 2701.

Xie Tan, that traitor, only knows how to turn his back on others and all he does is create trouble for him every day.

Xia Wanzhi, with her dim-witted mind in her twenties, couldn't outsmart a ten-year-old brat.

She believed Xie Tan when she said the house belonged to her.

She believed Xie Tan when he said he was the housekeeper.

With a brain like that, you'd be helping someone count the money even if they sold you out someday.

They now live in his house and treat him like their personal butler, ordering him around to fix the sink.

That's really great.

Xia Wanzhi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the reply, thinking that she hadn't added the wrong person; he was just a cold and aloof butler.

Xia Wanzhi tapped on the screen: 【That's settled then. Mr. Qi, please come over after 11:00 AM tomorrow. Thank you.】

After sending the message, Xia Wanzhi casually opened WeChat and transferred 5,000 yuan to the other party for rent.

Xia Wanzhi: [Xie Tan said you'll be collecting the rent from now on. Here's this month's. Please keep it safe.]

After sending the message, a word that Xia Wanzhi had overlooked when transferring the money flashed through her mind for a brief moment.

She was extremely sensitive to that word.

It's the "Yan" in Xie Qiyan's name, the one who killed a thousand times.

It seems to have popped out from somewhere and gotten in her way.

Xia Wanzhi was on high alert and suspiciously clicked into the transfer interface again to see if it was just her imagination.

[Transfer money to X (**Yan)]

Xia Wanzhi was completely stunned.

Returning to the chat interface, she launched into a barrage of questions: 【Are you Xie Qiyan?】

Xie Qiyan chuckled as he looked at the five thousand yuan that Xia Wanzhi had transferred. Immediately afterward, a new message popped up on his phone asking if he was Xie Qiyan. He scoffed again, thinking that her stupid brain wasn't too stupid after all.

Xie Qiyan: [No.]

Xia Wanzhi: [You're kidding me?]

Xie Qiyan accepted the money she transferred, and then replied: 【Hello Ms. Xia, my name is Qi Yan, I am your personal butler, and it's a pleasure to serve you.】

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

Finally, Xie Qiyan added: "Do I need to see your ID?"

Xia Wanzhi's doubts immediately vanished: "No need, thank you. But I'll trouble you to come over again tomorrow."

The other person's profile picture was of an old orange cat, which didn't look like Xie Qiyan at all.

Given that her tone of voice afterwards had nothing to do with Xie Qiyan, Xia Wanzhi turned off her phone, shook her head, fluttered her head, buried herself in the blankets, closed her eyes, and continued counting sheep.