Chapter 97 - 097 Wanwan took action, with Fifth Master providing coordinated support.

Chapter 97: 097 Wanwan took action, with Fifth Master providing coordinated support.

Winter night descended, its dense inky sky dotted with a few lonely stars.

Tang Wan hung up the phone, hurried back to her room to put on a coat, grabbed her car keys and walked out. Only after exiting the old house’s main gate did she realize that the Jiang Family’s car had its headlights on, parked right in front of her.

The rear passenger window slowly rolled down, Jiang Jinsang tilted his head to look at her, "Get in."

She was in such a hurry to leave that she didn’t bother with formalities and got into the car, "Go to Yanhe North Road, Yujing Building."

Jiang Jiu nodded, and the car at once drove off.

"What happened?" Jiang Jinsang still didn’t know exactly what had occurred?

"Uncle Chen said someone was causing a disturbance at the studio, and they even injured an employee. His home is far from there, so it’s quicker for me to check it out," Tang Wan replied with a frown.

"Did they say what it was about?"

"It’s about a debt. They came to collect it and wanted to see the boss," Tang Wan furrowed her brow, "Our studio deals with external sales, it’s always others who owe us money. How could anyone come to collect debts from us?"

"It’s utterly nonsensical."

She was about to call the police, but recalling the recent text messages and emails she had received, her finger hesitated, with a nagging feeling that things were not as simple as they seemed.

Jiang Jinsang silently listened, "Don’t panic just yet, let’s see the situation first."

"Right, you came out with me, what about Jiangjiang?" Tang Wan’s brow creased.

"Someone’s taking care of him, you don’t need to worry about that."

...

At this moment, Jiangjiang was holding a phone, video calling his father.

"Why are you video calling me at this time?" They usually only talked before bedtime.

"Aren’t you at home?"

"Just out with your Uncle Qi and the others for a gathering."

"Dad, you should come over quickly."

"What’s wrong?"

"Sister seems to be in trouble."

Someone initially appeared indifferent, but upon hearing that Tang Wan was having trouble, his eyelids lifted slightly, amusing the young boy, "Dad, I knew you care about her. Look, the moment I mentioned sister got into trouble, your gaze changed."

"What about your second uncle? Isn’t he helping?"

He wasn’t concerned about Tang Wan; to him, she was just an unfamiliar person he hadn’t met yet. However, he was indeed very interested in Tang Wan, considering...

The quiet and quirky brother of his liked her, and now Qi Zeyan also had his eye on her.

Hearing this, Jiangjiang’s face fell, "Dad, she’s your woman; you can’t expect second uncle to play the hero and save her."

"My woman? Where did you learn this phrase?"

"It’s what they say in TV dramas," Jiangjiang huffed, "That’s how the domineering CEOs do it."

The man simply smiled, evidently, the kid was not assigned enough homework.

"Dad, the opportunity is right before you, you have to cherish it."

"What did you have for dinner?" the person deliberately changed the subject.

...

After a brief conversation, the person hung up and walked into the private dining room, where Qi Zeyan was eating. He teased upon seeing him enter, "Your little emperor calling you at this hour, checking in on you?"

He remained silent, not uttering a word about the situation with Tang Wan.

**

Pingjiang, Yujing Building

When Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang arrived, it was already past nine in the evening. They took the elevator straight to the 26th floor, where there were four small companies on a level. Aside from her studio, all the others had turned off their lights.

As soon as the elevator door opened, they could hear a racket of smashing sounds.

"I really don’t know the boss, I’ve already called Manager Chen, he will be here soon. If you have something to discuss, do so nicely. If you keep breaking things, I might have to call the police."

"Hah—call the police?" The person’s voice was incredibly rough, "If your boss isn’t afraid of losing face, go ahead and call the cops. Debts are meant to be repaid; it’s only natural!"

"I already said, they’re coming... you can’t touch this!"

"Come any closer and I’ll beat you too!"

Then there was a cry of agony from the person.

...

Tang Wan couldn’t wait much longer; she walked briskly forward. She couldn’t stand by and watch her employee being beaten for no reason. Anxious, she lifted her foot and kicked the door open with a single blow.

Since the door was ajar, one side swung open upon impact, slamming against the back wall.

"Bang—" the sound echoed through the empty office building.

Caught completely off-guard, the people inside were startled, and all their movements stopped.

The one who’d been hit, a young man in his early twenty-twos, had no visible injuries on his face but was clutching his stomach with a pale look, his clothes torn and blood at the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing Tang Wan, he gasped in shock. Being a local, he had seen the tumult of the Tang Family in the news, and of course, he recognized Tang Wan’s photo.

The lady of the Tang Family, what was she doing here so late?

To make jewelry?

Clenching his stomach, he approached her with difficulty, "Miss Tang, I’m sorry, we’re already closed. If you need anything, please leave a number and we’ll contact you..."