Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Tianxiang Pavilion is a large banquet hotel, and several banquets are being held here today, making it a lively and bustling place.

The most anticipated event was the engagement banquet of the young master of the Yuan family, which attracted a constant stream of guests.

Although the Yuan family cannot be considered a top-tier wealthy family, it is still a family with a history of over 100 years.

Although it has declined in recent years, it still retains its original essence, and many people want to curry favor with it.

However, some of the people who came to the banquet had ulterior motives.

Hearing that members of the Fu family, one of the three top wealthy families, would be attending tonight, many people were desperate to get an invitation.

That's the Fu family, a powerful force in Kyoto. Who wouldn't want to establish a connection with them?

The Yuan family, as the hosts, beamed with joy as they watched the endless stream of guests arrive at the banquet hall.

They have no idea what kind of dangerous vortex they have fallen into.

In a private room above the banquet hall, Zhou Bei secretly observed every move of the banquet through the glass window, and his expression slowly darkened.

He turned to look at Fu Zhirang, who was sitting on the sofa, staring silently at his phone on the table.

"The time is almost up, and they still haven't shown up. Could the intelligence be wrong?" Zhou Bei frowned and asked.

He didn't see the locusts, but he did see several people disguised as waiters, hiding in the banquet hall.

"You can question my character, but you can't question my intelligence." Wei Shu raised his neck and glared angrily.

His intelligence network is the best.

“I’m not trying to question you, it’s just that the time is almost up and they haven’t shown up yet, so I’m worried it might be a trap.”

"Impossible, my intelligence is absolutely infallible."

The two argued, each sticking to their own opinion.

With a gloomy expression, Fu Zhirang finally looked up from his phone and coldly raised his eyes.

A single glance silenced the two noisy people as if they were chickens.

Looking at the bustling banquet hall outside, Fu Zhirang's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was extremely firm: "He will come."

The locust has a strange habit: it likes to cause trouble in places with many people, because it believes that the more people there are, the safer the place is.

For him, this grand engagement party was the perfect disguise.

Not long after he finished speaking, Fu Zhirang saw a familiar face appear at the entrance of the banquet.

"coming."

Several European men in suits followed a young man into the banquet.

They attracted a lot of attention as soon as they entered, mainly because of the young man.

Upon seeing him, Yuan Kang, along with his wife and children, warmly greeted him.

"Young Master Fu, you've finally arrived." Yuan Kang shook hands with Fu Yiheng warmly, his face beaming.

Upon seeing Fu Yiheng, everyone reacted with varying expressions.

Fu Yiheng, a grandson of a collateral branch of the Fu family, is a playboy who indulges in eating, drinking, and having fun. His status is worlds apart from that of the Fu family's direct descendants who truly hold power.

Upon learning that the Fu family member who came tonight was Fu Yiheng, some people couldn't hide their disappointment.

Although he was just a grandson of a collateral branch of the family, he was still a member of the Fu family, so many people smiled and went up to him to curry favor.

Fu Yiheng thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. He nodded to Yuan Kang and spoke arrogantly.

"Qianqian and I are friends. Her brother is getting engaged, so naturally I had to come."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qianqian, who was following behind her parents, smiled shyly.

Fu Yiheng was deeply moved.

Yuan Kang said a few more flattering words, which made Fu Yiheng even more smug, and he was so arrogant that he looked down on people.

Yuan Kang noticed the group of people behind Fu Yiheng. They looked unfamiliar, so he asked in confusion, "Who are these people?"

"This Joss is a friend I met in the United States. They recently came to China to visit me."

"They happened to hear that I was coming to the banquet, so they came with me."

Upon hearing that he was a friend of Fu Shao, Yuan Kang smiled and said, "Young Master Fu's friend is our friend. Please come in."

After exchanging a few polite words, Joss easily entered the banquet hall.

Zhou Bei and Wei Shu, who were keeping a close eye on what was happening below, exchanged a glance and cautiously turned to look at the man behind them with an inscrutable expression.

They never expected that the people who brought the locusts in would be from the Fu family.

After today's banquet, this young master Fu is probably in big trouble.

Joss and his group didn't stay at the banquet for long before making up an excuse and heading upstairs to a private room.

What they didn't notice was that as soon as they left, several people dressed as waiters left the banquet hall one after another.

Zhou Bei didn't notice, nor did the waiters; a stranger had joined them.

This person was Sang Ling, who disguised herself as a waiter to get in because she couldn't get in herself.

Sang Ling walked quietly behind the group, looking around for room 304. She had intended to ask her "colleagues" about it.

But in the blink of an eye, they had all disappeared.

Sang Ling stared blankly at the empty corridor.

With no one to guide her, Sang Ling had to fend for herself. However, the place was too big and winding, and she searched for a long time without finding her way, eventually getting lost.

Sang Ling, who was lost, was spotted by Wei Shu, who had come out with Zhou Bei.

He gestured for Zhou Bei to look over, his tone smug, "See? I told you my judgment was right. The contact person has arrived."

"They'll definitely be prepared once they receive the information, so don't worry about it."

Zhou Bei turned his head in dissatisfaction, stared at the back of the figure for a few moments, and felt that it looked somewhat familiar, so he couldn't help but take a closer look.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

"You gave her the information?!" Zhou Beiren, who recognized Sang Ling, was furious.

"correct."

"You're fucking finished." At this moment, all the swear words that had been swirling in Zhou Bei's mind were summed up in this one sentence.

Is that an informant? That's a living ancestor!

The thought that Sang Ling might have come because of information provided by Wei Shu made Zhou Bei's scalp tingle.

He glared at the innocent-looking Wei Shu with a look of disappointment and frustration.

Seeing that Sang Ling had already reached the vicinity of 304 and there was no way to stop her without alerting her, Zhou Bei's expression changed, and he hurriedly ran to find Fu Zhirang.

Damn it, what kind of mess is this?

Sang Ling had unknowingly found 304 and was about to go over when the little broken ball in her pocket suddenly vibrated.

She stopped, and the little ball stopped moving again.

She took out the little broken ball and tried walking back and forth, but found that the ball still didn't move, as if the moment before was just her imagination.

Sang Ling tilted her head, stuffed the small broken ball into her pocket, went to the door of room 304, and politely knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while and no one opened the door, she opened it herself and went in.

Once inside, a cold, hard gun barrel was pressed against her head. A menacing-looking man shoved her, saying, "Behave yourself and go inside."

Sang Ling staggered two steps and walked inside, where she saw a scene of chaos.

Inside the room stood several men in black armed with guns, and several people in waiter uniforms lay on the floor, while Joss sat leisurely on the sofa, smiling at her.

Sang Ling fell silent.

Where are the locusts? There's a bunch of people instead.

Sang Ling merely glanced at him indifferently, then turned to look at the two injured men kneeling on the ground.

His gaze lingered on one of the people's faces.

Their eyes met.

They both saw a message in each other's eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

Sang Ling looked at the other person in confusion. Who was this but Song Chuyi, who hadn't been home for several days?