Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 535

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window onto the dining table. Wu Xie and Fatty Wang came to have breakfast as usual. However, when they walked into the restaurant, they unexpectedly found Hei Xia Zi sitting there enjoying breakfast.

The three of them sat opposite each other, and for a moment, the originally relaxed and cheerful atmosphere in the restaurant became unusually solemn. Wu Xie, Fatty Wang, and Hei Xiazi could all feel the tension between each other.

Hei Xia Zi was leisurely drinking his coffee while flipping through the intelligence documents in his hand, as if he hadn't noticed the two people's presence at all. However, from time to time, the corner of his eye would glance at Wu Xie, revealing a thoughtful expression.

After a moment's silence, Hei Xia Zi suddenly spoke up: "Some people are so shameless! I don't know where they learned this from! They've been caught red-handed, yet they can still walk around like nothing happened. If it were me, I would have had the nerve to move out long ago!"

His words were like a sharp sword, piercing Wu Xie. Wu Xie's face instantly turned gloomy, and he clenched his fists, trying hard to restrain the anger in his heart.

Fatty Wang, who was sitting nearby, saw this and quickly reached out to firmly hold down Wu Xie's other hand, which was resting on his knee. He said in a very low voice, "Hei Xiazi is just a bit sharp-tongued. Don't take it to heart. Don't get angry over such a small matter!"

Wu Xie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that in this situation, acting impulsively would only make things worse.

Although Wu Xie knew that this was just an act, Hei Xia Zi's words were too touching.

Wu Xie's skill in cultivating his Qi was not good enough, but for the smooth completion of his plan, he chose to swallow his anger and wait until the matter was over before settling the score with Hei Xia Zi.

Wu Xie followed the coping strategy he had discussed with Fatty Wang and Hei Xia Zi in the room yesterday evening and slowly responded, "Hei Ye, you're going a bit too far. I'm too embarrassed to continue living in the Xie Mansion! Xie Yuchen promised to support me for the rest of my life. I can't let that go unfulfilled just because he's dead!"

Wu Xie's face revealed an undisguised expression of defiance. Far from holding back, he deliberately ate his breakfast with even greater relish, as if deliberately trying to irritate Hei Xia Zi. He chewed each bite of food with exceptionally loud clamor, occasionally letting out satisfied sighs of admiration, praising the chef's cooking skills.

Hei Xia Zi's expression grew increasingly gloomy as Wu Xie's actions progressed. His brows furrowed tightly, and the rage in his eyes threatened to burst forth. However, just as Hei Xia Zi was about to explode, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang suddenly finished their breakfast and slipped away as quickly as if their feet were greased.

Before leaving the restaurant, Wu Xie turned around and gave Hei Xia Zi a smug smile, and said, "Mr. Hei, please enjoy your meal! I'll ask Fatty to take me around Yanjing. After all, I've been here for so long and haven't had a chance to appreciate the scenery of Yanjing!" After that, he left with Fatty Wang without looking back.

Hei Xia Zi watched Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi walk away, his anger finally uncontrollable. He slammed the table, causing the cutlery to jump up, and then swept everything to the floor with a crackling sound.

"Mr. Hei! Don't be angry with this kind of person!" At this moment, Butler Xie appeared from somewhere and persuaded anxiously with a look on his face.

Steward Xie seemed to be casually observing Hei Xia Zi, but his gaze inadvertently swept over him, as if he wanted to see through him. He said softly, "Wu Xie is now alone, free from all ties, so naturally, one man's well-being feeds the whole family. As for that Fatty Wang beside him, I heard from the young master that he seems to have betrayed an organization and escaped. How can such a person be trusted and loyal?"

Hei Xiazi rested his hands on the table, leaning forward slightly, his head lowered, making it difficult to discern his expression. He seemed lost in thought, motionless, with only the occasional tap of his fingers on the table making a slight sound.

Steward Xie stood aside, quietly watching Hei Xia Zi, wondering if his provocation had succeeded. He felt that continuing might alert Hei Xia Zi and backfire. So, he decided to remain silent for the time being.

After a while, Hei Xiazi finally raised his head, looked at Butler Xie, and said slowly: "Uncle Xie, send some people to quietly keep an eye on Wu Xie and Fatty Wang."

Hearing this, Butler Xie was puzzled. He didn't understand why Hei Xiazi did this. He couldn't help but ask, "Why? Is there something wrong with them? Or..."

Hei Xiazi interrupted Butler Xie and explained, "Anyway, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang are both living in the Xie Mansion now. Even if we have a huge argument here, it won't matter if the servants see us. Those servants who see us are easy to control; we just need to keep their mouths shut. But if we were outside, who knows which company's spies might be watching us secretly? If their words and actions were to get out, it would probably have a negative impact on Hua'er's company."

Hei Xia Zi's words made Butler Xie suddenly realize that Hei Xia Zi's concerns were not unreasonable. After all, the business world is like a battlefield, and the slightest mistake could lead to a complete loss.

Seeing Hei Xia Zi's confident words, Butler Xie began to think a little, "Fortunately, Master Hei is here. Otherwise, I don't know how the company that Young Master poured so much effort into would be divided up by those wolves and tigers of the Xie family!"

When Butler Xie was looking at him, Hei Xiazi also looked at Butler Xie calmly. "Uncle Xie, this is what I should do! I can't bear to see Hua'er's hard work go to waste! Uncle Xie, I believe that with your ability, you will be able to handle this matter properly."

After receiving Hei Xia Zi's instructions, Butler Xie felt as if he had received a special imperial decree. He immediately began to act, unequivocally selecting several of his most agile and swift men and ordering them to complete the mission.

Hei Xiazi watched Butler Xie's decisiveness from the side and nodded secretly. After Butler Xie had arranged everything and made sure that no one else was around, he picked up his phone and started fiddling with it.

Not long after, Black Blind finished what he wanted to do, and then he resumed his nonchalant look and walked out of the gate. Those who had been secretly following him completely lost track of him at this time, as if Black Blind had disappeared into thin air.

"Hei Xia Zi is a very vigilant person. It was completely within my expectation that you were thrown off by him." A man in a black cloak suddenly appeared in front of the followers. His voice was low and cold.

When the stalkers saw the man, they couldn't help but feel a little scared. They lowered their heads and didn't dare to look the man in the eye.

Seeing this, the man sneered and continued, "But it doesn't matter. I have a new task for you." After that, he took out a piece of paper from his cloak and threw it casually. The note seemed to be given life and flew straight towards the pursuers.

The leader standing behind the cloaked man tremblingly picked up the note from the ground, looked at the words on it, and asked suspiciously, "Following Wu Xie and Fatty Wang? But, sir, as far as we know, there are already other people following them. If we act rashly like this, will we alert the enemy?"

Upon hearing this, the cloaked man turned around abruptly and angrily scolded, "Why are you panicking? This is an order from above. If they didn't agree, how could I possibly give you this mission?"

The scolded men trembled with fear and lowered their heads, not daring to look the cloaked man in the eye. They timidly apologized, "I was ignorant! Please forgive my inappropriate behavior!"

Seeing this, the cloaked man's anger subsided a little, but his tone remained stern: "Alright, you haven't read many books to begin with, so no matter how much I say to you, it's useless! Remember, you only need to follow the tasks I assign to you, and don't worry about anything else!"

Seeing that the anger around the cloaked man had eased a little, the leader hurriedly approached him flatteringly and asked with a smile on his face: "Sir, who did Wu Xie offend? Do you want us to..." As he spoke, he gestured twice, and the meaning was self-evident.

However, before he could finish his words, the man in the cloak suddenly kicked him hard in the body, sending him flying backwards.

"Don't do anything unnecessary!" the cloaked man shouted angrily. "Our superiors only ordered us to follow, not to take action! If you dare to act on your own and ruin the superiors' plan, don't blame me for being blind!"

The man who was kicked to the ground was shaking, whether out of fear or something else. It was not until the cloaked man disappeared from their sight that he looked at the standing brothers with an angry face.

"What are you looking at? Help me up!"

"What are you guys for? You don't even have the slightest sense!"

"It's such a waste that I brought you to see the world!"

The man cursed and limped towards the depths of the alley with the help of his younger brother. However, the man's curses could still be heard from time to time in the alley.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang left Xie's house and stood at the foot of the Great Wall. They could clearly feel that there seemed to be a group of people following them.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang pretended to look at the photos they had just taken with their cameras. "Look, nothing has happened yet! Another group of people have been sent over."

"What are you afraid of? Didn't Heiye already arrange everything?" Fatty Wang whispered, pointing at the photo Wu Xie had just taken. "Tian Zhen, look at what you just took! It doesn't even capture how handsome Fatty is!"

Fatty Wang snatched the camera from Wu Xie's hand, and fiddled with it to delete the photos. Wu Xie watched Fatty Wang's actions and couldn't help himself, so he immediately snatched the camera from him.

"Fatty! You can't delete these photos after you take them. They're all developed from film!"

"Be careful with this camera, it's very valuable!"

Fatty Wang dodged Wu Xie's outstretched hand while continuing to fiddle with his camera nonchalantly. "How much can a broken camera cost? At worst, I'll compensate you with ten!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie stopped trying to grab the camera from Fatty Wang and instead folded his arms around the camera while watching Fatty Wang fiddling with his camera. "You said that!"

Fatty Wang was so focused on deleting the photo that he didn't even notice the treacherous expression on Wu Xie's face. "That's what I said! I'll stick to my word! Don't worry, if it really goes bad, I'll definitely pay you ten times as much! Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"Oh! Then I'll thank you here, Fatty!" Wu Xie stood on tiptoe and watched Fatty Wang tinkering with his camera from behind him. "This camera isn't expensive, only about 100,000 yuan!"

After hearing what Wu Xie said, Fatty Wang turned around and bumped into Wu Xie. The camera in his hand also flew into the air and then fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, Wu Xie had no time to watch the show anymore. He immediately squatted down and checked the camera, "Oh no! Fatty, you can't escape the tenfold compensation!"

Fatty Wang squatted beside Wu Xie with a sad face, and asked Wu Xie in disbelief, "This camera really costs hundreds of thousands!"

Wu Xie was not one to indulge Fatty Wang. This was a rare opportunity to blackmail Fatty Wang, so he was not willing to give in. "Hundreds of thousands? Those are just the basic models! Mine is a limited edition! You have to add a zero to the end!"

After hearing what Wu Xie said, Fatty Wang counted on his fingers, then immediately laid down on his back, holding his chest. "Wu Xie! Aren't you notoriously poor? How can you afford such an expensive camera?"

Wu Xie stood up angrily and kicked Fatty Wang lightly, "I may be poor, but the Wu family is not! My second uncle is not poor, and my third uncle is not poor either! They can still afford such a simple camera!"

Fatty Wang jumped up from the ground with a "swoosh" as if he had been electrocuted. He looked at Wu Xie in astonishment and stammered, "He...they're not poor, but...but I am poor! You...if you're talking about a few thousand or tens of thousands of dollars, I...I can afford it by gritting my teeth and tightening my belt, but you're asking for eight or nine figures! I...even if I sell everything I have, even my fat body, I still can't afford it!"

Wu Xie's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, but his face seemed frozen, expressionless, even with a hint of sternness. He said slowly, "What? Fatty, are you not going to keep your promise? I just warned you, this camera is not cheap! It's you who doesn't believe it, who can you blame?"

When Fatty Wang heard Wu Xie's words, he flew into a rage. His eyes widened, the veins in his neck bulged, and he yelled at Wu Xie, "Your family is bankrupt, and how would I have known you were hiding something so valuable? Aren't you deliberately trying to trick me?"

The two of them were arguing back and forth, neither of them giving in. Their voices were getting louder and louder, attracting the attention of many people around them. As they argued, they unconsciously pushed themselves into the crowd, and the people around them were squeezed here and there and complained.

The two groups of people who had been following them were now squeezed hard by the chaotic crowd. They were anxious but helpless and could only watch Wu Xie and Fatty Wang walk away in the crowd.

After waiting for the crowd to disperse, the two groups of people quickly squeezed out and looked around, but there was no sign of Wu Xie and Fatty Wang. They stamped their feet in anger, but there was nothing they could do. They could only return to report today's itinerary to their superiors.