Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 391 - 270 (2 updates 2)

After taking a break to smoke a cigarette, Qi Xiuqi walked back to the office alone.

Father’s eyes lit up.

Qi Xiuqi sat down, his expression icy and mocking: "I contacted your lawyer, but as you know, they are oceans away. Your lawyer won’t be able to get over here quickly. Plus, he’s currently involved in a case that’s in court, and it’s quite intense, so I estimate he won’t make it here for at least a week."

Father had been caught, but he refused to say anything, insisting on waiting for his lawyer to come.

Hearing Qi Xiuqi’s words, he felt a bit disappointed, but he still wore an arrogant smile on his face: "Well, there’s nothing I can do about that. Officer, you know the laws of M Country. Until my lawyer arrives, I have the right not to say a word."

Qi Xiuqi laughed, this arrogant suspect really hit his limits.

He leaned forward, motioning Father to come closer.

Seeing the smile on this handsome young man’s face, Father suspected nothing and leaned forward as well.

With their faces close, Qi Xiuqi, still smiling, spoke each word slowly: "The laws of M Country, huh? I’m really not familiar with them. This is China, and things are handled according to Chinese law. I’m a Chinese officer, and I’m not interested in learning your M Country laws. So, remember this: on Chinese soil, in front of me, stop flaunting those M Country tales."

"Flaunting tales," were words a bit too profound for Father’s intelligence to grasp.

He shook his head in confusion: "What did you say?"

Qi Xiuqi grinned: "I know how you people from M Country view our legal system. Right or wrong, that’s beside the point. But I’ll tell you upfront, we don’t have the time in our investigation to wait for your lawyer or to play games with you. Father, consider this a friendly reminder: on this land, it’s in everyone’s best interest, including yours, to tell the truth outright."

Father’s face turned pale: "You, you people, what do you want to do?"

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That evening, Tang Yanqing was in Hong Kong with Luo Xiansheng, accompanying Meng Chuyan on stage.

Meng Chuyan had three songs to perform tonight.

In Hong Kong, this multicultural international city, the audience has seen it all. Whether Eastern, Western, or a mix of both, it’s not easy to instantly capture the audience’s attention.

Meng Chuyan is a newcomer. Her singing is not yet at the level that astonishes upon opening her mouth, so she put a lot of thought into making an impression on the audience.

Other performers appearing on stage tonight have all created enough buzz with their costumes and lighting. Some even combined sound, lighting, and electronics into their performances. The kind of setup like Cai Yilin’s, with dozens of lifelike snakes atop her head, was used.

However, Meng Chuyan did the opposite. She did not opt for any extravagant costumes, simply wearing a plain white dress, with black-feathered swallows flying overhead.

The minimalist black-and-white combination highlighted her natural elegance and appeal; coupled with the Chinese people’s fondness for swallows, it subtly accentuated her Chinese name.

Especially, as the background music played, came a line from a Chinese song: "From the clouds, who sends the embroidered letter? The returning wild geese bring the news, the moon fills the western chamber," which fully expressed the setting and evoked a wave of applause.

With the applause, Luo Xiansheng curled his lips and raised an eyebrow at Tang Yanqing: "We did it!"

Tang Yanqing slightly raised his eyebrows, sitting in the darkness with a subtle smile: "It’s strange if it didn’t work."

His response was so calm that Luo Xiansheng assumed he was just maintaining composure. Who wouldn’t, given that the final idea was his?

Luo Xiansheng laughed, "Alright, tonight Judy will surely thank you properly."

As they were speaking, Luo Xiansheng’s phone rang. Since it was a performance venue, Luo Xiansheng didn’t feel comfortable answering, so he sent a text message instead.

Shortly after, a message was sent back, and as Luo Xiansheng read it, his face turned pale.

Tang Yanqing looked over with crossed arms: "What happened?"

Luo Xiansheng hesitated for a moment but eventually said: "A small band under my name ran into some trouble. During customs, it was said that the conductor’s credentials had some minor issues and has been temporarily detained."

"Oh?" Tang Yanqing raised an eyebrow curiously: "Your business is quite diverse now, even small bands get chances to perform abroad and earn money."

Luo Xiansheng wasn’t in the mood to discuss this and said, "Yanqing, are you familiar with the Chinese police? Do you think you could help find out what the issue is?"

Tang Yanqing raised an eyebrow and looked over: "Does a band only have one conductor? I’d imagine there’s at least a backup, right? I’m currently busy handling Meng Chuyan’s matters, so let’s set other things aside for now."

"Little Sound, you’re the big boss. Such small matters can be delegated to your subordinates. No need for you to handle them yourself. Besides, that band isn’t your cash cow. You should still focus on Meng Chuyan’s situation."

Luo Xiansheng lowered his head: "... It’s just, a bit strange."

On stage, a sweet voice echoed through the valley as Meng Chuyan started her second song. Tang Yanqing focused on watching, only stealing a glance with the corner of his eyes at Luo Xiansheng sitting beside him.

Little Sound, have I truly misjudged you for these 20 years?

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Although accompanying her mother to celebrate the New Year at Huangfu Huazhang’s castle, Shi Nian had some hesitation. But when she immersed herself, witnessing with her own eyes the respect her mother received, Shi Nian was ultimately moved.

When a man pursues a woman, pleasing the mother-in-law is inevitable, but there’s always a scheme involved; however, Huangfu Huazhang, who was originally the most adept at scheming, seemed to put all that aside in front of Xu Xinzhen.

How could one describe the gentleness and patience he showed towards her mother?

It was almost as if... he wasn’t dealing with a mother-in-law, but with a little girl, his most cherished little daughter.

It’s said that people, as they age, regress more and more to resembling children; hence, the ultimate form of filial piety is, in fact, to treat the elderly as one’s own child, pampering and caring for them?

Moreover, it wasn’t just Huangfu Huazhang who did this in the castle, even Xia Zuo, Senmu, and all the other servants did too.

No one showed even the slightest contempt due to Xu Xinzhen’s condition, nor did anyone resist even in the slightest because Xu Xinzhen was her mother. Everyone showed genuine, kind smiles to Mom. These smiles made this year-end winter particularly warm.

Initially worried it was all a scheme, in the end, what she received was warmth that reached the depths of her heart. She was surprised, and therefore ashamed.

Perhaps when scheming reaches perfection, it becomes nonexistent, becoming entirely sincere.

Xu Xinzhen was excited at first, but after dinner, she was finally tired and sleepy. Xia Zuo personally led Mrs. Liu, accompanying Xu Xinzhen to their arranged room.

Shi Nian stayed behind to help clear the dining table.

Originally, this was naturally done by the servants, but tonight unexpectedly, Huangfu Huazhang actually got up to clean up the dishes himself. Shi Nian couldn’t leave.

To make Mom happy tonight, Huangfu Huazhang really prepared a genuine candlelight dinner. The entire dining room used no electric lights, but instead was filled with branched candles everywhere. The candlesticks were genuinely antique-grade silver candelabras, the shimmering silver light and candlelight intertwined, weaving a dreamlike scene.

Correspondingly, Huangfu Huazhang and the servants changed into old-fashioned attire. At this moment, he wore an ivory shirt with a snug waistline, but with two billowing sleeves. Below, he wore fitted suede trousers with tassels along the outer calves. Lacking only a long sword, he was a medieval knight, ready to leap onto a white horse with the castle’s beauty and escape out the window.

Shi Nian sighed softly, stepped forward, and took the tableware from his hands.

"Let me do it."

He turned his head to look at her, "Together."

The two silently tidied up for a while, she couldn’t help but look up at him, "... Did you give everyone the night off tonight? Why do you have to personally clean the table?"

He gently raised an eyebrow, "Because... tonight is a family banquet, I don’t want anyone else to handle it."

Suddenly her heart warmed once more.

She nodded and smiled, "Thank you."

After finishing the tableware, she laid out a clean tablecloth. He moved around the room, blowing out the candles one by one.

She folded the last corner of the tablecloth neatly, and he just happened to blow out the last candle.

There was only a switch from "ancient" to modern, just one light away. But the two of them lowered their heads, busy with their own tasks, and forgot to turn on the light.

Thus the entire room suddenly plunged into darkness.

Only the hazy moonlight and starlight drifted in through the window.

Blowing out the candle was meant to return to the modern, but unexpectedly, after the last candle was extinguished, the two of them fell completely back into the ancient times.

Due to past experiences, Shi Nian’s eyes quickly adapted to the darkness. Even in such dimness, she could still ’see’ intuitively.

However, she couldn’t move.

Because she saw, in the sudden darkness, that tall and elegant man approached her calmly and steadily, walking straight through the darkness towards her.

In the dark forest, he was the hunter who ruled the entire world, while she was just the little deer hiding in the woods.

As he approached step by step, she couldn’t escape.

And couldn’t get away.