As the security guards heard Director Feng knew, their hearts completely settled down. They took a step back and watched the car leave.
Since Director Feng knew, it should be alright...
When Director Feng truly realized that Fan Hang had left, he was furious and berated them fiercely, "Didn't I tell you that everyone leaving had to be checked?"
The security guards mumbled, "He said you knew..."
"Useless!"
Regardless of what Director Feng said, Fan Hang had indeed informed him a few days ago. However, after what happened last night, Fan Hang's departure now was clearly suspicious.
"Scram, scram, scram!"
The group of security guards scrambled away like rolling and climbing.
At this moment, on the second floor, a figure flashed by. It was Shen Qingqing. She returned to her room, "It's done. That kid Fan Hang is quite reliable."
Fu Jingshu's expression was normal, but his tone was a little sour, "That's all he's capable of doing."
Shen Qingqing looked at his unconcealed jealousy and couldn't help but chuckle. Her eyes were filled with sweetness. Suddenly, her phone in her pocket rang.
It was Fan Hang calling.
"Qing, everything is arranged."
"Qing?"
The bedroom was quiet, and the voice from the phone was exceptionally clear. Fu Jingshu narrowed his eyes upon hearing it, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.
Fan Hang on the other end chuckled, "I think calling you by your full name is too formal. After all, we're partners now, right?"
What he was called was just a name, Shen Qingqing wasn't too concerned.
But since the man cared...
She said, "You should still call me Shen."
Fan Hang pouted, "Okay, okay. By the way, you mentioned earlier that this girl has a physical problem. Do you need to make time to come and see her?"
"She still hasn't woken up. Is something really wrong?"
If it weren't for the inconvenience of this girl appearing in public right now, he would have wanted to send her to the hospital.
"I understand. I'll get there as soon as possible."
After hanging up, Shen Qingqing began to ponder how to get out smoothly. Director Feng was currently investigating A Lang and would definitely not let her and Fu Jingshu leave.
King had also disappeared somewhere.
She rubbed her chin, pondered for a moment, and looked at Fu Jingshu, who had been silent all along. "Darling, I might need your help with something."
Fu Jingshu raised an eyebrow, "What do you want me to do?"
...
The Feng family was in a state of panic. The guards patrolled day and night. Everyone entering or leaving had to be searched by the security guards at the entrance before they could go out.
Even the maids going out to buy groceries were searched.
Just then, a fierce argument erupted from the second floor. Before everyone could clearly hear what was happening, they saw Shen Qingqing storming down.
Fu Jingshu followed behind her, his expression cold, "If you leave today, don't come back ever again."
Shen Qingqing stopped in her tracks, her expression stubborn, "Fine, I will never see you again!"
With that, she turned and ran towards the entrance. However, the maids keenly noticed the shimmering tears on Shen Qingqing's face, as if she had been crying.
They couldn't help but look at Fu Jingshu.
This Master Fu was famously doting on his wife, so how could he be arguing with Madam Fu like this?
"What's going on? Why are you suddenly arguing? Master Fu, it's your wife, you should indulge her a little."
Director Feng also heard the commotion from his study and hurried down to check and offer comfort, but in reality, he was probing. He always felt that this loving couple's argument now seemed a bit contrived.
But Fu Jingshu remained silent with a cold face.
Director Feng couldn't get any answers. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he turned to look at the entrance.
This was bad!
"Madam Fu is emotionally unstable right now. To prevent her from doing anything to harm herself, I should go and check on her."
Before he finished speaking, he had already walked to the entrance.
Fu Jingshu wasn't in a hurry. If he chased after her now, he wouldn't be able to catch up.
As expected, when Director Feng rushed to the entrance, he was informed by the security guards that Shen Qingqing had already left. He angrily slapped a security guard.
"You scoundrel!"
The security guard's face was swollen, but he dared not resist, only mumbling, "Madam Fu was very agitated at the time and drove the car without stopping. We couldn't catch up..."
If they had insisted on stopping her, they might have been hit.
Director Feng gritted his teeth, "Send someone to chase her immediately!"
"I'm afraid it's too late to chase..."
The security guard looked troubled. She had been gone for nearly ten minutes, driving at that speed, and they didn't know where she had gone. How could they chase her?
Director Feng roared, "Just chase her! Stop with all the nonsense!"
"Yes, yes, we'll go right away!"
The security guard was startled and dared not say more. He quickly turned and ran.
Meanwhile, after leaving the Feng family, Shen Qingqing followed the navigation provided by Fan Hang to a villa he owned halfway up the mountain.
The villa's overall decoration had a very personal style.
It was the gaudy style that Fan Hang would like. He came out to greet Shen Qingqing and led her to the second floor, "I have some servants here, but not many. They usually just clean the rooms and the backyard for me. You can live here too if you like."
Shen Qingqing ignored him.
Fan Hang didn't mind, muttering to himself as he stopped in front of a door, "She lives here."
Shen Qingqing pushed the door open. The room was decorated warmly and was very clean and tidy. A Lang, dressed in a white dress, lay on the bed, her eyes closed, still asleep.
"I think something is wrong with her. What do you plan to do?"
Fan Hang had taken her pulse before, but he didn't know how skilled she was at medicine. He was a little curious now.
Shen Qingqing took out a long black scroll and opened it. Inside were rows of silver needles. She had her suspicions now but wasn't sure. She needed to examine A Lang.
First, she used acupuncture with the silver needles and quickly found traces of anesthetic in A Lang's body.
This was also the reason for her deep sleep.
"How strange..."
Shen Qingqing looked at the blackened parts of the silver needles. Just anesthetic shouldn't cause such a reaction.
Unless it was... poisoning.
But she had been staying in the attic, so she couldn't have been poisoned.
Could Director Feng have poisoned her?
"No, this needs to be sent for testing."
Shen Qingqing collected the blood, sterilized and put away the silver needles, and put the needle bag into her backpack. She glanced at the still sleeping A Lang and turned to leave.
Fan Hang quickly followed, "Wait, what about her? Aren't you going to wake her up?"
"After twelve hours, she'll wake up on her own."
As Shen Qingqing spoke, she had already walked far away.
She drove her car, taking many twists and turns, to a very remote small clinic. The clinic looked dilapidated, and there weren't many patients.
An old man in his fifties lay on a rocking chair in the yard, looking very thin, swaying back and forth.
As Shen Qingqing approached, the old man, with his eyes closed, said slowly.
"Closed today. No guests."
"It's me."
The old man suddenly opened his eyes. Seeing the familiar beautiful face, he immediately sat up, "It's you, Shen, you're back?!"
Shen Qingqing nodded, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
The old man immediately stood up and led her into the small house. Upon entering, she discovered that although the house was small, it had everything.
It had sofas, coffee tables, and cabinets.
And each item was small and exquisite.
The old man poured her a glass of water and looked at her excitedly, "I thought, after you left, I wouldn't know when you'd return. I didn't expect you to be back so soon. Have you finished handling things over there? Are you leaving again after returning this time?"
Shen Qingqing picked up the cup of water but didn't drink. She looked up at him.
The old man blinked, "Drink it."
"Poisoning, is this how you treat your guests?"
Shen Qingqing placed the cup on the coffee table with a soft 'bang'. The water rippled, and a drop splashed out of the cup onto the clean coffee table.