Chapter 791: You Stand There

Inside the VIP Room 926.

Yaen Chi was uncharacteristically silent.

He watched as the server poured the red wine into a decanter, tidied up the empty bottle, and left with the tray.

He never looked up, and after hearing the door close, he pulled out a cigarette.

He hesitated before lighting it and suddenly turned to Bo Yanching, “Jiaojiao will be here soon.

Should I not smoke this cigarette?”

Bo Yanching smiled at him, “What do you think?”

Yaen Chi shrank back a little, “Don’t smile at me like that, devoid of any sentiment; it creeps me out.”

Then he heard Bo Yanching let out a faint snort, “What feelings am I supposed to have for a grown man like you?”

Yaen Chi tucked the cigarette behind his ear and leaned slightly towards Bo Yanching.

His face full of mockery, “Got scolded by Jiaojiao, so you’re taking it out on me?”

“Didn’t dare to.

Haven’t made up with her yet,” Bo Yanching said, head down, fidgeting with a lighter, and glanced again towards the door, “I’ll go look for her.”

“She’s not lost.”

As Bo Yanching got up, Yaen Chi casually leaned back into the sofa, his gaze following him, “You treat her like a child.

How could she get lost just down the hallway?”

Bo Yanching didn’t look back but tossed the lighter back to him.

He turned the doorknob and walked towards the restroom, calling Nan Jiaojiao.

When he heard the voicemail prompt, the smile on his lips hesitated for a moment.

He redialed, but again, it was turned off.

Suddenly, the corridor became noisy, a muddled mix of voices created a tension in the air, and several servers, disoriented, scrambled towards the elevator, as if fleeing for their lives.

The Manager followed behind to scold, also trying to comfort the guests who came out.

Bo Yanching didn’t catch what was said; he called the Manager over, “What’s happening?”

The Manager didn’t dare to hide anything yet dared not speak loudly for fear of causing panic, “There’s trouble on the seventh floor.

Some guests heard gunshots and others mentioned a bomb.

I’m checking the surveillance now and have sealed off the seventh floor.

Master Chi, about that—”

“I’ve got it,”

Yaen Chi just came out, his phone still active, “Evacuate the crowd, check how many guests know something and calm them down.

Clear out the building as quickly as possible.”

The Manager’s face turned pale, “Master Chi, there’s really a bomb?”

“Check first, it’s not certain yet.

Just do as I told you.”

The Manager swallowed hard with trembling whole body, leaning against the wall as he walked away, his legs shaking.

Evacuating all the building’s guests and staff was no small task; the best course was to first confirm if there was indeed a bomb on the seventh floor.

He immediately called Li Jian to borrow some help.

“Hung up?”

Yaen Chi lay his phone down to check it, redialed and complained, “The layout of the seventh floor is the same as the ninth, but it lacks one escape route.

In case of a blockage…”

“What did you say?”

Bo Yanching suddenly looked up.

“Same layout, what about it?”

No sooner had Yaen Chi spoken than Bo Yanching turned around.

Unable to wait for the elevator, he immediately dashed down the stairs.

By the time Yaen Chi realized what he’d implied, he cursed under his breath “Dammit,” and quickly followed.

The ninth floor had a restroom, but there was also one between the ninth and eighth floors.

Could Nan Jiaojiao have gone to the second one and mistakenly ended up on the seventh floor?

“Jiaojiao!”

When Bo Yanching found Nan Jiaojiao, she was being pushed into a corner.

He cleared the crowd and moved quickly towards her.

She clearly heard him call her name and looked at him once but then headed in the opposite direction.

“Jiaojiao!” Bo Yanching called out with his head up, shouting sternly, “Nan Jiaojiao, stay right there!”