Very Dangerous

Shu Sizhuo was the busiest person at the deck dinner. No sooner had one group of people around him left than another took its place. His expression gradually grew impatient, and he planned to leave before the dinner auction began.

Tong Zhao was just across the water, and he couldn't settle down to socialize with this unpleasant crowd.

The colors of the lights began to change, deep blue light flowing across the room. The guests turned their eyes to the stage. The auction was about to begin.

Shu Sizhuo suddenly caught sight of someone hurrying in, and his eyes sharpened. It was the person he had planted at Tong Zhao's side!

He made a gesture, and the guests surrounding him knowingly stepped aside. Shu Sizhuo walked out of the crowd and had just set his red wine glass on a tray when a young woman came rushing into him from the side without looking. Wine splashed over him, instantly staining his dark custom suit and light-colored shirt.

"S-sorry, I'm sorry!" The young woman, dressed like a princess, went pale with fright. "Sir, please go change in your room first. I'm sorry, I'll compensate you for the damage. I'm sorry..."

Shu Sizhuo didn't even look at her, nor did he have the attention to spare to take issue with her. He loosened his tie and walked on.

"What happened?" he asked when he reached his subordinate. His voice was cold, with a barely perceptible strain of tension.

"Mr. Tong isn't in his room, and there's no signal on his phone. We can't find any trace of him."

Shu Sizhuo's expression changed abruptly. He strode toward the door, his fingers twitching involuntarily as he took the phone his subordinate handed him.

He dialed as he walked, scolding him viciously. "How were you keeping watch?"

His subordinate lowered his head in fear and trepidation, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. "We saw Mr. Tong go into the room, and the lights went out too. We don't know when he left."

After he made several calls and every one was out of service, Shu Sizhuo's expression turned as cold as the depths of winter.

A wave struck, rocking the yacht. Shu Sizhuo's heart suddenly seemed to hang suspended, leaving him feeling utterly unsettled. He closed his eyes, forcing himself to calm down, then opened them again. "The speedboat."

By the dim, romantic candlelight, Hua Xiaotang adjusted her sexy strapless red dress in the mirror and applied fiery red lipstick.

Once everything was ready, she admired herself in the mirror with great satisfaction.

Tonight, she was determined to seduce Shu Sizhuo. While the two of them were kissing and embracing, she would coax him into drinking the glass of red wine. Half a glass of what was in it would send him into a pleasant unconscious state, and when he woke the next day, he would feel the same sense of release as after sex and mistakenly believe they had slept together.

No man could keep himself from falling for a gorgeous woman he had slept with. Afterward, she would play a little game of push and pull with Shu Sizhuo, sometimes close and sometimes distant. Hehe, she was determined to bend Shu Sizhuo as straight as a telephone pole!

As she was thinking, she suddenly heard a noise at the door.

Shu Sizhuo must have had wine spilled on him and come up to change.

Hua Xiaotang quietly hid herself and peeked out.

The doorway lay beyond the reach of the candlelight and was very dark. Hua Xiaotang saw someone walk in.

After entering, the figure leaned against the wall and panted for a while before walking farther in.

How much did he drink? He can barely stay on his feet.

Hua Xiaotang thought in disdain. Then she smoothed her hair, put on a smile, and walked out with a graceful sway. "President Shu."

The other person raised her head. Hua Xiaotang saw her face clearly in the dim light and turned pale with shock. "Godmother!"

"Xiaotang?" Shen Yan was just as surprised. "Why are you here?"

"Why did you come into this room?" Hua Xiaotang went over to support her, only then noticing that her face and neck were flushed red.

"Isn't this my lounge?" Shen Yan felt unbearably hot and could barely speak.

Hua Xiaotang was even more shocked. Wasn't this Shu Sizhuo's lounge?!

But she had no time to puzzle over it now. The moment she touched Shen Yan, she felt as though she were touching a hand warmer: soft and burning hot. Could she have drunk something?

Hua Xiaotang immediately went to open the door and found it locked from the outside. He then asked Shen Yan for her phone. Shen Yan collapsed against her in a daze, her breath as hot as lava. "I don't have my phone..."

Right, everyone entering the banquet hall had to hand their phone to their assistant. Hua Xiaotang didn't have hers either. Her original plan had been to trap her prey: she had bribed someone to lock the door from the outside, and she would take care of the rest. She just hadn't expected that person to lock it so quickly.

Now look what had happened, now look what had happened!

Holding Shen Yan, he pounded on the door. He shouted and banged for a long time, but there wasn't a sound from outside.

She was truly speechless. She had indeed given instructions beforehand that no matter what sounds came from this room, no one was to open the door. Now she understood what it meant to shoot herself in the foot!

"Xiaotang, I'm so hot..." Shen Yan tugged at her thin shoulder strap.

Hua Xiaotang quickly caught her hand. "Godmother, heavens, you're like a furnace. I'll take you for a cold shower... Come on, this way. Don't rub against me, don't rub against me. This way..."

Shi Ruohe was in a bad mood tonight and had been drinking the liquor in his hand like water. When less than half the bottle was left, his head suddenly spun, and the wind made him even dizzier. He swayed as he lay flat on the beach, then turned to look at the blurry figure of Tong Zhao and said thickly, "Tong... Tong Zhao, how did you turn into three... oh no, four of you?"

Tong Zhao looked at him, then took his bottle and glanced at it. He was startled. "You drank that way too fast, didn't you?"

Shi Ruohe let out a breath, gazed at the night sky, and choked out, "I'm just a useless person..."

Tong Zhao put the bottle a little farther away and slowly got up. "Wait here. I'm going to the bathroom, then I'll take you back."

Shi Ruohe ignored him, tears hanging at the corners of his eyes without quite falling.

The restroom wasn't far away. It was a roughly built little shack. Still worried, Tong Zhao reminded him before leaving, "Lie here and don't move. I'll be right back."

Tong Zhao used the restroom and washed his hands. Suddenly, he thought of the message he had sent. It seemed he still hadn't received a reply. He took out his phone and looked. There was no signal!

Earlier, after Shi Ruohe had come out of the hotel, he had walked ahead dejectedly. Tong Zhao had had no choice but to pull his coat tighter against the cold wind and silently follow him.

Only when the hotel and the distant yacht were both some distance away had Shi Ruohe sat down on the ground. Tong Zhao had sat down beside him.

He had spent more than an hour chatting and drinking with Shi Ruohe and really hadn't noticed there was no signal in this out-of-the-way spot!

Tong Zhao shook his phone as he walked outside.

Had Hua Xiaotang replied to his message?

Had Hua Xiaotang's plan succeeded?

Shu Sizhuo... had Shu Sizhuo been turned straight?

Tong Zhao's mind was in turmoil, and he didn't notice the figure approaching him.

Only when they were close did he abruptly stop in his tracks and stare blankly at the person ahead of him.

The man wore a well-tailored custom suit, his tie hanging loosely. The sea breeze had mussed both his tie and his carefully styled hair.

Tong Zhao had never seen Shu Sizhuo like this.

His face was hidden in the shadows, his expression impossible to make out. As he walked toward Tong Zhao one step at a time, one hand in his trouser pocket, how could it be described? He was like an evil ghost come to claim a life, a sinister, chilling aura surrounding him.

Tong Zhao was like someone immobilized by a talisman, rooted to the spot and unable to move, until Shu Sizhuo stopped in front of him, revealing eyes darker and more turbulent than the sea at midnight.

"Shu..."

Tong Zhao had only said one word when he saw Shu Sizhuo take a step forward.

The next second, something covered his mouth and nose.

A pungent smell rushed into his nostrils. Tong Zhao grew dizzy almost instantly, his limbs going limp as though their bones had been pulled out, and his body dropped straight down.

Before he lost consciousness completely, Tong Zhao felt himself fall into a cold embrace.

There was also a helpless sigh—

"Didn't I tell you to stop wandering around the seaside so much? It's dangerous."