Other shops were brightly lit and bustling with activity.
Only when passing by here, the shop was empty and dark.
Zhan Beijue smelled a burnt odor wafting from the shop entrance, his brows furrowed. He ordered the two children.
"This shop looks strange. You two stand by the door and don't go in. I'll take a look."
Seeing Jiang Nanfang escape, still holding such a long iron rod, Huo Dongning immediately lost her arrogance.
She seemed as fragile as a little white rabbit.
"Why did the power suddenly go out here? Is something wrong?"
"It's a good thing I came in and called the service staff to come in and take a look. Otherwise, you'd be in big trouble."
"Nanfang, are you alright? Aren't you working in Nancheng? Who did you come here with?"
She just happened to pass by, came in for a massage, and saved herself?
It was such a coincidence, and so kind?
Jiang Nanfang didn't believe her nonsense.
But there was nothing she could do if she didn't believe her now.
There was no evidence to prove that she wanted to harm her, and she had sweated profusely for half an hour, suffering from severe dehydration.
She was too weak and didn't have the energy or words to argue with her.
"This shop can't possibly stay open. You should go somewhere else."
"Didn't you want to help me? I'm thirsty, help me out for some water."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Beijue walked in.
The moment he saw Jiang Nanfang, who was soaking wet as if she had been drenched in water, and her face pale.
He rushed over anxiously.
"What happened? What's wrong with you? Didn't you say you were coming out for a massage? How did you get yourself into this state?"
He brushed the hair clinging to her face with his hand.
"Why is your hair wet? You're sweating so much, and your clothes are all wet. Did something happen?"
Then he saw the long iron rod in her hand and a person lying on the ground behind her.
His brows furrowed even deeper, "Why are you holding such a long stick? What's going on with the person on the ground? Did you hit them? What happened?"
Jiang Nanfang was utterly exhausted.
Seeing him find her, she was sure she was out of danger. She weakly threw away the iron rod and leaned on his shoulder.
"You're asking so many questions at once, how can I answer?"
"Don't talk for now. I'm so thirsty. Go get me some water."
The damp sensation swept over her entire body. Zhan Beijue held her hand.
"Is that water or sweat on you?"
"Sweat," Jiang Nanfang said impatiently.
"If you think I stink, then stay away from me!"
How could he possibly dislike her? He was already heartbroken.
Zhan Beijue wanted to explain, but seeing her lips chapped, he picked up the weak her.
As he walked out, he said, "Who dislikes you? Can't I even ask?"
"Your temper is as bad as your taste. A shop this terrible, only you could walk into it with your eyes closed."
He wanted to quickly carry her back to the hotel to rest.
As they passed the front desk, Jiang Nanfang grabbed his arm, "You're right, this is a terrible shop."
"And they still scammed me out of five thousand yuan."
"I'm not leaving. Call their boss out, I want my money back, and compensation for emotional distress!"
"...At a time like this, you're still thinking about compensation?"
"Of course, I am. They almost killed me inside. If I don't get my money back, I'll be too pathetic."
Jiang Nanfang pointed at their drink cabinet, "Put me down, I'm dying of thirst. Bring me all their water."
The two children saw their mommy being carried out by their daddy, looking so weak, and rushed to hug her legs.
"Mommy, what happened, Mommy?"
"We couldn't find you anywhere, we were so worried!"
Jiang Nanfang didn't want them to worry, and said with a smile.
"It's okay, Mommy took a bath inside, and it took a long time, so I'm a little tired. Can you two get me some water to drink?"
The drink cabinet was filled with a dazzling array of beverages.
The two children scrambled to get a bottle of ice water for Jiang Nanfang.
Zhan Beijue snatched it, "No, Mommy is not feeling well. She needs to drink hot water now."
"Then I'll go heat it up for her."
Jiang Nanfang sat on the counter, "But I can't wait."
Seeing how severely dehydrated she was, Zhan Beijue directly put the bottle inside his shirt.
He covered it with his hand.
"Please bear with it for a little longer, I'll warm it up for you."
"With such a weak body, you're still drinking cold water. Do you want to live?"
Inside, Huo Dongning's legs turned to jelly upon hearing Zhan Beijue's voice.
While secretly observing their movements, she surreptitiously picked up her cousin's phone that had fallen on the ground.
Fortunately, it wasn't locked yet. She found the call records in her cousin's WeChat, deleted them, and then threw it back.
After warming the water in his chest for two or three minutes, Zhan Beijue took it out for Jiang Nanfang to drink.
Jiang Nanfang gulped down a few mouthfuls and began to tell him what had just happened.
Never expecting it to be so dangerous, and almost not seeing her again, the two children and Zhan Beijue instinctively moved a step closer to her in fear.
"Maybe it was aimed at you, or maybe it was aimed at me."
"Regardless, you go back and rest first. I'll handle this here."
Zhan Beijue carried Jiang Nanfang all the way back to the hotel.
He watched her wash up and tidy herself, returning to her normal appearance.
He intended to stay and help her calm her nerves, but Jiang Nanfang repeatedly urged him to leave.
"Quick, quick. Go to that massage shop and get my money back."
"You must get my money back. Preferably double! I almost went to see the King of Hell today. If they don't compensate me, I'll report them!"
This money-grubber, always thinking about money, she really was something.
After leaving Jiang Nanfang's room, Zhan Beijue went to the ground floor lobby and called for the lobby manager.
By mentioning the name of the shop, he quickly identified the mastermind behind it.
It turned out that the shop was invested by Chinese people, but they hired Korean employees.
"I'd like to check the specific details of their boss. Please go to the trouble for me within five minutes."
Zhan Beijue handed a stack of cash to the lobby manager.
The lobby manager nodded and quickly went to work, "Yes, sir, please wait a moment."
A few minutes later, he ran back and told Zhan Beijue.
The registered owner of the shop was named Li Huiwen, from Nancheng, whose family was in the import and export clothing trade. She was 25 years old this year.
Looking at the photo, she looked similar to the one who appeared in the surveillance footage today.
Zhan Beijue recalled that he had been on blind dates before, and some of them were from families in the import and export trade.
Could it be that a failed blind date led to a woman holding a grudge and finding her here?
How boring.
To dare to target someone around him in this way.
Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, he would make their entire family pay!
"Find some fatal excuses to report this shop and seal their premises within 24 hours."
Zhan Beijue handed another stack of cash to the lobby manager, "Thank you for your trouble."
"Sir, you are too kind, it's no trouble at all."
"Please go to the hospital again and take photos of the woman when she's hospitalized and her full face separately."
The manager hurried to comply.
Soon, he received photos of the woman lying on a hospital bed, looking half-dead during treatment.
Zhan Beijue sent the photos to Ah Zhong and then made a phone call.
"Tell Li Huiwen's parents to control their daughter."
"If she's really desperate to get married but can't find a man, I, Zhan Beijue, can personally help her pick a few and send them over."