<h4>Chapter 909: Chapter 914: Qi Houzhao (2)</h4>


    Driving back to the hotel, Ling Chen took a shower, stood on the balcony in a bathrobe, gazing out at the skyscrapers of the city with a perplexed and contemtive look.


    "Ling Chen."


    At some point, Nanrong Wanqing appeared behind Ling Chen, her soft arms wrapping around his waist from behind, resting her head gently on his back.


    Ling Chen turned his head to look at Nanrong Wanqing in her loose bathrobe, his heart fluttered involuntarily.


    Perhaps it was because of the recent shower, but Nanrong Wanqing exuded a faint fragrance, a fair and slender neck visible beneath the bathrobe, and when she slightly lifted her head, the enticing cleavage formed by her curves was faintly visible.


    Her damp hair cascaded over her shoulders, akin to a lotus emerging from water, simple and unadorned, yet breathtakingly beautiful.


    Seeing Ling Chen staring at her without blinking, a shy blush crept over Nanrong Wanqing’s charming face, and she hugged him tighter.


    Faced with her coy and enchanting demeanor, Ling Chen almost couldn’t restrain himself. If it weren’t for the many thoughts on his mind, he’d have been tempted to take Nanrong Wanqing right then and there.


    At that moment, the phone in the living room rang.


    Ling Chen picked up the phone, seeing it was Hu Fei calling, he immediately answered, "Fatty, have you found anything on that Qi Houzhao?"


    "Yes, I’ve sent the info to your email. Take a look when you get a chance."


    "Alright."


    Ending the call, Ling Chen opened the email on his phone, looking over the information sent by Hu Fei, he remarked, "This Qi Houzhao sure has quite the background."


    "He’s well-connected?" Nanrong Wanqing asked.


    "You could say that," Ling Chen replied, "He’s an American-born Chinese, his family has been settled abroad since his grandfather’s generation with prominent lineage, and their industries span across America. It’s said that their family has even been hosted by the President of the United States."


    Pausing briefly, Ling Chen continued, "ording to the data from Fatty, Qi Houzhao is in his forties, has been divorced once, is currently single, and is the sole heir of the family, managing the family business — a real diamond bachelor."


    "Who was that woman with himst night?" Nanrong Wanqing was curious about the exceptionally poised woman.


    "I don’t know, the data didn’t mention her." Truthfully, Ling Chen also wanted to know her identity.


    "Strange!" After reading through the information from Hu Fei, Ling Chen frowned slightly.


    "What’s wrong?"


    Putting down his phone, Ling Chen said, "From the information, it seems I am not acquainted with Qi Houzhao, and he seems unrted to my grandparents either. Why is he troubling me?"


    "Maybe..." Nanrong Wanqing pondered and suggested, "Maybe we should find out the reason?"


    "Alright." Ling Chen nodded. Even if Nanrong Wanqing hadn’t suggested, he would do so. Instead of guessing here, it would be better to ask Qi Houzhao directly.


    Thud, thud, thud!


    As they spoke, a sudden knock came from the door of their presidential suite.


    "Coming!"


    Nanrong Wanqing responded, walking straight to the door, ready to open it. But, the cautious Ling Chen pulled her back, signaling her to stay put with his eyes.


    Having just learned about Qi Houzhao’s background, Ling Chen could not afford to be careless; the other’s influence in this city far exceeded his own, and Qi Houzhao might have already found their location. Since they were not dealt with at the abandoned factory, who knew what other methods Qi Houzhao might employ. So, being cautious was best.


    At the door, Ling Chen looked through the peephole and saw a waiter standing at the door with a service cart.


    "Wanqing, did you just order food?"


    "No."


    With Wanqing’s reply, Ling Chen became more certain something was amiss outside. He signaled for Nanrong Wanqing to hide in the bedroom to avoid any potential harm if there was any conflict.


    Once Nanrong Wanqing was safely in the bedroom, Ling Chen gripped the doorknob, pressed against the wall, and slowly opened the door.


    Immediately, with a ’bang,’ the waiter at the door fell over.


    Ling Chen was momentarily stunned by the sight.


    How could this happen?


    He hadn’t even touched the person, yet they copsed themselves. As Ling Chen puzzled over this, footsteps sounded again outside the door.


    Someone’sing!


    Ling Chen’s gaze narrowed, quickly directing his attention outside the door, fists clenched, ready to act any moment.


    "Don’t! Don’t do anything, I’m on your side."


    Seeing Ling Chen’s stance, the person outside quickly gestured to stop him.


    "It’s you?"


    Looking at the man iming to be ’on his side,’ Ling Chen was taken aback, momentarily unable to gather his thoughts.


    "What are you doing here?" Ling Chen quickly retracted his fists, inviting the man inside.


    "Hold off on the conversation, let’s deal with these two first."


    "Two?" Ling Chen nced at the waiter on the floor, wasn’t there just one? Where’s the second?


    Just then, the neer pulled away the white cloth on the service cart to reveal another person, also unconscious.


    "These guys were here to get you, I happened to bump into them, so I took care of it for you. How are you nning to thank me?"


    Just then, Nanrong Wanqing peeked out from the bedroom, looking at the door and asking, "Ling Chen, who’s here?"


    Ling Chen pointed to the neer and said, "Your cousin."


    Cousin?


    Nanrong Wanqing was immediately stunned, unable to react for a moment.


    Nanrong Wanqing’s cousin was none other than Ji Beizhao, who once worked at the Hongyu Group. Back then, due to misunderstandings between their families, Ji Beizhao secretly infiltrated the Hongyu Group with ill intentions towards Nanrong Wanqing. Fortunately, with Ling Chen’s help, the family feud was resolved.


    Since then, Ji Beizhao and his father had left East Sea City, their whereabouts unknown.


    Now, even Ling Chen hadn’t expected to encounter Ji Beizhao in this city.


    "Cousin." After a moment of surprise, Nanrong Wanqing finally came to her senses.


    "Wanqing, Ling Chen, long time no see." Ji Beizhao greeted with a smile.


    Fearing being seen by the hotel staff, Ling Chen and Ji Beizhao first dealt with the two unconscious assassins before the three of them sat down to chat on the living room sofa.


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    "Beizhao, how did you know we were here?" Ling Chen curiously asked.


    "It was because of those two assassins," Ji Beizhao exined, "Don’t forget, my father is the Snake King, ranking tenth in the world of assassins, he’s got good information. Since we left East Sea City, the two of us have been operating abroad, looking for a ce to settle down. My dad has some friends in this city, good ones, so he brought me here to settle."