The fire department arrived quickly. Apparently, someone had called it in.
But it was not until two charred bodies were carried out of the blaze, and the news of the Lin Household's head perishing in the fire hit the headlines across major platforms, that the police investigating the cause of the accident realized the concerned citizen's report had been a little too timely.
According to the police's estimated timeline, the call had been made almost the instant the accident occurred.
Normally, when faced with such a massive explosion, people's first reaction would be to get away.
Yan Xianjue released his hand from over Shen Fangli's ears and said to the bank presidents with relief, "What an unfortunate coincidence."
One of the presidents, who looked rather ill-tempered, supported his wife and said with a livid expression, "Unfortunate? I think it was far too convenient!"
"Young Master Yan, as far as I know, this isn't a shopping district. How did you happen to stroll all the way here?"
That was an outright suspicion.
Yan Xianjue was remarkably easygoing at the moment. He said calmly, "I made a reservation for a candlelit dinner tonight half a month ago."
"You know, this is the best stargazing platform in Shenzhen."
Reservation records could not be falsified. Though a few among them suspected Yan Xianjue's appearance had been too much of a coincidence, even more were grateful that his presence had helped them avoid disaster.
The wife of the bank president who had questioned Yan Xianjue quietly pinched the soft flesh at his waist.
"I'm sorry, Little Yan. My Old Lu can be a little blunt."
Yan Xianjue nodded slightly. "That's understandable, considering what happened."
"But do you need a doctor? Mine is in the car behind us."
The other party was about to refuse when