The girl appeared to be in her early twenties, her long hair reaching down to her waist, shining with a captivating golden luster, as if each strand had been meticulously cared for.

The slightly curled tips of her hair gently swayed in the night breeze, tempting one to reach out and touch them.

Her face was delicate and exquisite, with long and slender eyebrows, slightly upturned eyes carrying a hint of playfulness.

Her bright eyes were like jewels, emitting a crystalline light that could captivate anyone at a glance.

The long eyelashes gently brushed across her eyes, as if soft feathers were fluttering, adding to her charm.

Her figure was slender and graceful, the lines of her body sleek and strong, exuding a sense of health and vitality.

A tight-fitting white evening gown highlighted her perfect figure...

The girl’s entrance was stunning, instantly capturing the attention of everyone present.

Both men and women alike.

"Sis, there’s nothing for you here, you should go back first!"

Tongtai waved his hand as he looked at the approaching girl.

"Just because you say there’s nothing doesn’t mean there’s nothing?"

"I just have to come and take a look!"

After hearing Tongtai’s words, the girl not only didn’t turn back but also quickened her pace.

Tongtai saw this and helplessly shook his head.

"Huh? Why is there a corpse here?"

The girl walked closer and naturally saw the corpse lying on the ground.

She slightly furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, and after observing for a while, she said softly, "I’ve seen him before!"

Upon hearing this, the attention of Banhan and the others was immediately drawn to her.

"Sis, where have you seen him before?"

Tongtai asked urgently.

After recalling for a moment, the girl hesitantly said, "It seems to be by Third Uncle’s side..."

"Third Uncle?"

Upon hearing this, Tongtai immediately pictured a greasy middle-aged man in his mind.

"Go and bring Third Brother here for me!"

Grandfather Banhan snorted angrily, leaned on his cane, and turned to leave the scene.

"Yes, Father!"

The long-faced middle-aged man quickly nodded.

At the same time, he instructed the servants to escort the guests out of the reception hall.

The sudden shooting incident tonight disrupted the situation, and the party obviously couldn’t continue.

After everyone dispersed, the corpse was wrapped up and taken elsewhere by the servants of the Nawa Clan.

Throughout the process, not a single person called the police.

This left Song Qing dumbfounded.

"Qingshu, I didn’t expect you to be here too!"

While Song Qing was in a daze, the blonde girl spoke cheerfully again.

"Qingshu... brother?"

Upon hearing this address, Song Qing immediately turned her head, scrutinizing the blonde girl carefully.

One had to admit, the girl’s beauty surpassed hers.

Even her most confident figure could rival the girl’s.

Recalling Tongtai’s previous words, Song Qing’s heart sank.

She glanced at Yang Qingshu, who wore a wry smile, and quietly pinched his waist.

"Anlin, you’re still as quirky as when you were a child!"

Yang Qingshu winced slightly from the pinch, inhaling sharply in pain.

"Miss Song, let me introduce you!"

"This is my sister, Anlin!"

Upon noticing Song Qing’s subtle actions, Tongtai introduced with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Anlin! My Chinese name is also Anlin!"

The blonde girl extended her hand in a friendly manner.

"Nice to meet you too, I’m Song Qing, Yang Qingshu’s girlfriend!"

With a smile, Song Qing shook her hand.

"Oh! So you’re Qingshu’s girlfriend!"

Anlin exclaimed in mock surprise.

Meanwhile, she looked at Yang Qingshu pitifully, saying, "Brother Qingshu, I thought you were waiting for me!"

"I didn’t expect you’d find a girlfriend..."

Seeing her feigned expression, Yang Qingshu couldn’t help rolling his eyes.

"I say, Anlin, can you be normal for a bit?"

"How come your personality hasn’t changed a bit since childhood?"

Yang Qingshu shook his head helplessly.

"Hehe!"

Hearing this, Anlin giggled, "Brother Qingshu, you’ve really changed!"

"It’s not just your personality that’s changed; your looks have changed too!"

Song Qing glanced at Anlin, growing more irritable, and couldn’t resist pinching Yang Qingshu’s waist again.

Enduring the pain, after chatting with Anlin for a few more words, Yang Qingshu excused himself, "It’s already eight o’clock, I need to call my grandfather before he goes to sleep, so I’ll be heading off now!"

"Alright! See you tomorrow, Qingshu!"

Tongtai nodded.

"Goodbye, Brother Qingshu!"

Anlin waved enthusiastically.

After bidding them farewell, Yang Qingshu left the reception hall.

"Brother Qingshu? Childhood sweethearts, huh?"

After leaving the siblings behind, Song Qing sneered.

"Why are you jealous?"

"I’ve always seen Anlin as a sister!"

Yang Qingshu explained, exasperated.

"So, just a good sister?"

Song Qing snorted coldly.

"Come on, sis, think straight for a moment..."

"She’s beautiful as a flower, would she fancy someone like me, a greasy guy?"

"Couldn’t you tell she was joking?"

"That girl has always been spirited since she was a child; whoever marries her is surely doomed!"

Yang Qingshu shook his head.

Song Qing pondered over his words.

She considered Yang Qingshu and Anlin side by side, realizing they didn’t quite match.

Moreover, she thought, Anlin was Tongtai’s sister, which meant she was the daughter of the current head of the Nawa Clan.

Given such a background, she probably wouldn’t marry someone like Yang Qingshu, a marginal member of the Yang Family.

With this thought, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Led by the servants, the two of them returned to the suite they were in before.

Inside the suite, Zhao Jinde and Ma were livestreaming, boasting enthusiastically to their viewers.

When they saw Yang Qingshu and Song Qing return, they paused the livestream in succession.

"Brother Yang, we seemed to have heard some commotion earlier!"

Zhao Jinde and Ma came closer, asking curiously.

"That was gunfire!"

"Earlier in the manor’s reception hall, there was a small party."

"At the party, someone suddenly pulled out a gun but was shot first by the Nawa Clan’s bodyguards!"

Without holding back, Yang Qingshu narrated the events to the two of them.

"Whoa, seriously?"

"Isn’t Sheng Mei supposed to be relatively safe?"

Zhao Jinde asked with disbelief after hearing the story.

"Generally speaking, it’s definitely safer than Minma and the like."

"But as you know, things involving such heavyweight magnates are usually not normal."

Yang Qingshu shrugged, continuing, "I heard it was related to some gang."

"But it’s got nothing to do with us."

"Once we finish attending the ancestral ceremony tomorrow, this trip can be concluded..."