Meanwhile, in a secluded corner outside the hotel.
"How is the situation?"
Appearing silently behind a man wearing a baseball cap, Jiang Cheng spoke slowly.
The man in the baseball cap jumped, and upon recognizing the person, quickly greeted them respectfully.
"Son-in-law, there are no other developments at the moment."
Jiang Cheng nodded. "Your mission is complete. You can leave now."
"Yes."
Not long after the man in the baseball cap left, several vans pulled up in front of the hotel.
A dozen or so men dressed as bodyguards walked aggressively inside.
"They're here!"
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng vanished from the spot in a flash.
Inside the hotel, seeing more than a dozen burly men in front of them, the people around them quickly hid to the side.
They only dared to whisper after the elevator doors closed.
"What's going on here? How dare someone cause trouble here?"
"Who knows? Probably got cheated on and came here to catch them in the act."
"Hiss! I think so too. If that's the case, that guy would be beaten to death."
The crowd chimed in with their opinions, and seeing the security guard lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, they quickly called the police.
He only reached out to stop them, and those people beat him up like this without saying a word. It's really tragic!
Upstairs, Second Master Yang and his entourage walked out of the elevator in a grand procession.
Outside the Presidential Suite, Whitey and his companion, who were on guard duty, rubbed their eyes and immediately looked nervous.
Secretly, I was overjoyed; it had finally arrived.
Judging from Second Master Yang's disgusted expression, Yang Xu's skin would probably be scraped off!
A hat given to you by your own nephew and your own woman—you'd be so warm you'd die!
"Second Master, why... why are you here?"
Whitey forced a smile and quickly went to greet him.
"That bastard Yang Xu and that slut are inside, aren't they?!"
Second Master Yang's tone was chilling, his face contorted with rage, making even the scars on his face look terrifying.
Isn't that obvious?
If we had arrived any later, the abalone feast would have been over.
Whitey thought to himself, but his face showed a puzzled expression.
"Second Master, what are you saying? Young Master has been resting for a long time."
"Very well, you are indeed loyal."
Without wasting any words, Second Master Yang ordered his men to punch Whitey in the face.
It hurts so much!
Whitey fell to the ground, covering his face, feeling dizzy and seeing stars.
But that's exactly what he wanted.
If he hadn't gotten a few bruises, given Yang Xu's suspicious nature, he would have turned into organic fertilizer.
That fatso beat me to it! Damn it!
Blacky cursed under his breath.
Whitey could think of, he could naturally think of as well.
"Second Master, Young Master..."
Thinking of this, Blacky immediately stepped forward to make amends.
Before he could finish speaking, a fist landed on his nose.
Blacky breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a warm flow coming out of his nasal cavity.
Damn, he's so happy after getting hit for the first time!
Beside him, Whitey was stunned, and the pain on his face subsided somewhat.
Holy crap, that's not fair!
He was the first one to be hit, so why does it look like this black coal ball is more seriously injured?
Before Whitey could think any further, he and Blacky were thrown into the Presidential Suite by two burly men.
Meanwhile, inside the room...
Yang Xu was engaged in a fierce physical struggle with the woman and was completely unaware of the commotion.
"You little beast, you slut!"
Second Master Yang's face turned ashen, and with a bang, he kicked open the door.
The loud noise almost scared Yang Xu out of his wits.
After realizing what had happened, he swallowed hard and stared incredulously at the person outside the door.
"Second... Second Uncle."
Second Master Yang rushed forward, grabbed the woman's hair, and immediately groped her.
"This is what you call running? Ah!"
The woman's face turned pale; she was clearly terrified. "Second Master, please let me explain."
Smack! Smack!
Two more crisp slaps rang out.
"Explain yourself, and take him away."
Upon hearing this, the henchmen did not hesitate. They took out the prepared sacks and stuffed them into the woman's mouth.
At the same time, he secretly thought it was a pity. With the Second Master's methods, this "former Second Madam" was probably going to suffer a fate worse than death.
But what shocked them even more was that the adulterer was actually the Eldest Young Master!
If this scandal gets out, the entire Capital will be shaken, and the impact on the Yang Family will be considerable.
Will they be silenced?
The thought suddenly occurred to them, and a chill ran down their spines.
Just as everyone's attention was drawn, a figure silently entered the living room.
After an unknown amount of time, Second Master Yang left with his men.
Yang Xu put on his clothes and came out with a gloomy face.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and a clear red mark remained on his face.
"Damn it, who is it?!"
I've done this kind of thing countless times before, but this time it just happened to be discovered. Someone must have tipped me off.
"Young Master, are you... alright?"
At this moment, Whitey and his companion, one covering their face and the other their nose, limped over to Yang Xu.
Seeing the two of them like this, Yang Xu shook his head and remained silent.
He would never believe that Whitey and his companion would dare to betray him!
With an extremely unpleasant expression, Yang Xu walked into the living room and sat down, slamming his fist on the marble coffee table.
In an instant, a spiderweb-like crack appeared.
Um?
Yang Xu squinted and pulled a slip of paper from under a set of exquisite tea utensils.
When he saw the contents, his face turned ashen, and a strong killing intent emanated from him.
"Fine, very well, you're the first person who dares to provoke me like this."
"I, Yang Xu, swear I will not be human if I do not make you suffer a fate worse than death!"
Whitey and the other person nearby had already guessed that it was Qin Yan's doing.
But knowing the answer already, she still asked, her voice trembling as she spoke.
"Young Master, what... what happened?"
"Did you find anything about the men around Qin Yan that I asked you to investigate?"
Yang Xu's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
Whitey and his companion knelt down with a "plop," stammering as they spoke.
"Young... Young Master, Miss Qin is deliberately concealing this, we..."
"Useless trash, it seems I have no use for you."
Yang Xu sneered and kicked Whitey and his companion.
Upon hearing this, Whitey broke out in a cold sweat and quickly spoke up in alarm.
"Young master, spare us! We... we have a use for you."
"Although I couldn't find any information about that man, I secretly followed him and found an opportunity to take a picture of his face."
After saying that, Whitey shakily took out a photo from his pocket.
Blacky's heart skipped a beat; something was wrong!
However, when I saw the photo, my lips twitched, and I was filled with a million questions.
Damn it, isn't this the same one that Miss Qin gave me?
Blacky silently withdrew his hand from the photo, his eyes filled with suspicion.
Could this fatso also be one of Miss Qin's people?!
Looking at the photo, the young man was plain-looking—no! He should be described as sleazy.
Yang Xu's murderous intent faltered, and he was so angry that he laughed. "I was outdone by this bastard."
Is Qin Yan blind?!