Wen Nuan didn’t notice Baili Wuchang’s presence at all. He took the wallet and left the washroom, returning to the front desk.
“Senior An, this is yours, isn’t it? I found it in the washroom.” Wen Nuan handed him the wallet.
“Ah…” An Xiangbei exhaled, saying, “It is mine. I didn’t even notice I dropped it.”
He took back the wallet. After opening it and giving it a once-over, he sighed in relief.
Wen Nuan could clearly tell that An Xiangbei was checking that old photograph, the one with Su Mu in it.
“Oh, right, Wen Nuan.” An Xiangbei put his wallet away and pointed to a big box in the back of the lobby. “Come with me to the thirteenth floor for a moment. We have to send this over to the charity event in the banquet hall.”
“Charity event?” Wen Nuan was a bit lost upon hearing this.
The box in the back of the lobby was really big. Who knew what was in it, but for one person to carry it might be a bit difficult, so it was more suitable for two people to move it.
An Xiangbei nodded and said, “Yep. Besides hosting guests, our hotel has a banquet hall upstairs, too. You’ve probably never seen it. There are a few businesses that hold annual meetings here, as well as drinking parties, auctions, and so on that rent out the space in the hotel.”
“I’ve never been to the thirteenth floor,” said Wen Nuan.
The Hell Chain Hotel was very grand. In total, it had thirty floors. At night, it was possible to see the hotel from far away. Wen Nuan had only been working here for two days, so he had never been to the vast majority of the floors.
“Let’s go then,” An Xiangbei said with a wave. “Come with me to the thirteenth floor to send this stuff over. I asked Xiao Liu to take care of things here. It’s not midnight yet, so there aren’t many guests. Xiao Liu can probably handle it alone.”
Wen Nuan nodded in agreement, looking up at the clock on the wall. Right now it was still early; there were still a few hours till midnight. Though it was only his second day working, Wen Nuan had noticed that after midnight was when the hotel had peak hours.
“So heavy…” Wen Nuan and An Xiangbei picked up the big box together. It was heavier than they expected.
The two took the elevator, pushing the button to the thirteenth floor. There were no stops as the elevator went up, taking them directly to their destination.
The thirteenth floor was made of banquet halls. It was completely different from the guest room areas downstairs, and it was the first time Wen Nuan was seeing this floor.
The thirteenth floor had a total of three banquet halls. Two were smaller, and one was extremely large. They went to the largest of the three halls.
After getting off the elevator, there was a security check unit. Two employees stood there inspecting the invitees. Wen Nuan and An Xiangbei were only dropping something off, so they didn’t need to be checked before going through.
“Today, there’s a charity party, so it’s probably bustling,” An Xiangbei said to Wen Nuan with a smile. “There’s also self-service refreshments and beverages. Before I was transferred to work at the front desk, I helped out with the banquet halls.”
“Gurgle gurgle—”
Hearing the words “self-service”, Wen Nuan’s stomach failed to live up to expectations, gurgling loudly. Suddenly feeling hungry, his hands shook.
It was because last night, Wen Nuan had worked an entire night shift, and before coming to work, he had quickly eaten a meal on the street. After his shift ended, it was five in the morning, and he had prepared to eat breakfast in the staff cafeteria before going home.
Who would have expected that he ended up drinking baijiu during breakfast hours? He didn’t have a chance to eat anything before passing out in a daze. He slept until sunset, and in Wen Nuan’s rush to get to work, he didn’t have a chance to eat anything yet again.
Wen Nuan recounted for a moment, realizing he hadn’t eaten in an entire day. No wonder he was hungry to the point that his hands were weak.
“Wen Nuan?”
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Wen Nuan’s stomach had rumbled so loudly that even An Xiangbei could hear it loud and clear. Amused, he said, “I almost forgot, you weren’t able to eat anything yet before you came straight to work.”
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An Xiangbei said, “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. We…”
He was in the middle of talking when someone came from the side and ran into his shoulder. He almost lost his balance and dropped the box.
Wen Nuan quickly strengthened his grip. If they really did drop the box, he was afraid they’d smash a hole into the banquet hall’s floor.
After regaining balance, An Xiangbei promptly steadied his hold on the box. Wen Nuan sighed in relief, looking around to see who it was who pushed and shoved past.
The person who ran into An Xiangbei didn’t even spare a passing glance at him, not bothering to even turn around, walking forward resolutely without a change in manner.
It was a female guest who was probably here for the charity event. She wore a pink cheongsam with a white purse clasped under her arm.
The strange thing was that the female guest’s actions were a little unnatural. It wasn’t just that she was tightly holding onto her white purse, but because her other arm was also stiffly guarding it, it looked like she was hiding a secret that others couldn’t know about.
“It’s that guest?” Wen Nuan glanced back again, feeling even more curious.
“What guest?” asked An Xiangbei inquisitively.
Wen Nuan pointed to the guest in the pink cheongsam and said, “Senior An, look. That’s the guest who said Mr. Su murdered her father.”
“Where?” An Xiangbei looked in the direction Wen Nuan was pointing, frowning. “Why can’t I see anything you’re talking about?”
“Just…” Wen Nuan looked back again, but that female guest was already nowhere to be seen.
There were too many people inside the banquet hall. Innumerable men and women were in formal attire, and it really was bustling. That female guest had hurriedly left, blending in with the crowd, quickly disappearing from sight.
It was in this crowd of people that a man in a black suit said in surprise, “Boss, look. Isn’t that the little cutie?”
It turned out Heibai Wuchang and Baili Wuchang were also in the banquet hall. Baili Wuchang heard Hei Wuchang speak. His gaze moved in a flash, and sure enough, he saw Wen Nuan who had come to deliver something.
But Wen Nuan didn’t notice Baili Wuchang. He was still searching the crowd for a trace of that strange female guest.
Hei Wuchang’s chattering ability was activated. “Look, boss. The box the little cutie’s holding seems quite heavy. Should we give him a hand?”
“I wonder what the little cutie’s here for. Is he working here?”
“We just saw him earlier, but we ran into him again. Is this what they call legendary fate?”
“What do you say, boss? Shall we go say hello?”
Feeling a headache coming on, Bai Wuchang glanced at Hei Wuchang, then glanced at the unmoved Baili Wuchang. He thought to himself, The boss truly is worthy of being called the boss. His focus is much stronger than mine; he’s already immune to Hei Wuchang’s drivel. He’s already reached the level of being free from distraction.
“Ah!” Hei Wuchang hoarsely cried out in shock, saying exaggeratedly, “That person! That man! What’s he doing?! Don’t tell me he wants to force a kiss on the little cutie! Is he harassing the little cutie?”
“Woosh—”
Baili-free-from-distraction-Wuchang narrowed his eyes. The temperature around his body suddenly plummeted. It was so cold that Bai Wuchang shivered on the side.
Bai Wuchang: “…”
With lowered eyes, Bai Wuchang peeked at the glass of red wine in Baili Wuchang’s hands. Luckily, the glass cup wasn’t shattered by the boss, but it was just that the red wine inside had been flash-frozen into an icy lump.
It looks like it isn’t that the boss’s focus is strong, but rather his men-sao stats…
“Aiya,” Hei Wuchang subconsciously patted his chest, saying, “How embarrassing; I saw wrong. That man’s just drunk. He wasn’t trying to force a kiss on the little cutie.”
Everything was a misunderstanding…
Wen Nuan and An Xiangbei had just delivered the box, and they had been ready to leave the banquet hall. Unexpectedly, as they were on their way out, they came across yet another “acquaintance”.
“Senior An, look. It’s Mr. Su.” It was like Wen Nuan was discovering the New World.
Su Mu was also at the charity event. He wore a classic black suit with his hair neatly combed back, exposing his bright and clean forehead. He had the complete temperament of a social elite.
Su Mu’s face was blank and quite indifferent, but his walking was unsteady, as if…
Surprised, Wen Nuan said, “Could it be that Mr. Su drank too much? He looks quite drunk.”
An Xiangbei also saw Su Mu. His expression grew complicated, as if he was thinking something over.
“It…It seems like it…” An Xiangbei nodded absentmindedly.
Perhaps it was because Su Mu had drank too much, he seemed to want to go in the direction of the washroom, but after walking halfway, he paused to lean against the wall, reaching out a hand to support his forehead and loosening his necktie.
Wen Nuan saw that An Xiangbei was a little worried, as if he was very concerned about Su Mu, but he hesitated to move forward.
“Should we go check on Mr. Su?” Wen Nuan spoke, taking the initiative to ask.
“Oh…Okay…”
An Xiangbei’s gaze faltered a bit, and he nodded hesitantly.
“Guest,” said Wen Nuan after walking over with An Xiangbei. “Guest? Mr. Su? Are you alright?”
Su Mu raised his head to look at them, his face indifferent. “I’m fine.”
He stood upright again after speaking, probably wanting to continue on to the washroom. But his steps were unbalanced, and he almost fell over.
“Guest?”
An Xiangbei and Wen Nuan were startled. They quickly reached out to support him. Wen Nuan stood at Su Mu’s left side, and coincidentally, Su Mu tilted to the left, pressing down on Wen Nuan.
More coincidentally, Hei Wuchang had seen this play out. Because of his angle, he had thought that the guest surnamed Su was trying to force a kiss onto Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan and An Xiangbei supported Su Mu together.
An Xiangbei said, “Guest, we’ll help you get to the washroom.”
Su Mu glanced at An Xiangbei with half-lidded eyes. Wen Nuan thought he would refuse, but Su Mu blankly nodded in agreement.
“Aiya!”
In the banquet hall, Hei Wuchang was talking as if he was broadcasting live from the scene, and it was in the manner of wishing for the whole world to be in chaos as he added details like seasoning in order to “market” this broadcast.
In a suppressed shout, Hei Wuchang said, “Oh no, oh no, boss! The little cutie carried that man into the washroom.”
“Earlier, it was a misunderstanding because I didn’t see clearly. But this man seems to be drunk!”
“In this two-people world, with a lonely and single man, who also got drunk, it would be easy to have unspeakable drunken one-night stand situations!”
“Boss, wouldn’t you say so? In those things that you read, like Shall We Marry? Mr. Love Rival and that stuff, they always do those things after they get drunk.”
“Ahem!” Bai Wuchang couldn’t listen any longer. He coughed, hoping in any case to save this reckless Hei Wuchang and said, “There’s also Wen Nuan’s coworker. They went in together.”
He wasn’t wrong; besides Wen Nuan who had entered the washroom with Su Mu, there was also An Xiangbei. But Hei Wuchang had selective blindness, completely ignoring An Xiangbei’s presence.
“Hai,” Hei Wuchang was determined to shove false arguments down people’s throats, saying, “I just said, in this two-people world, with a lonely and single man, Wen Nuan’s coworker called…called An-something or other, he’s a ghost, so he doesn’t count.”
Bai Wuchang: “…” Good words couldn’t persuade a damned ghost. There was no saving him.
Baili Wuchang’s face was dark. His aura was very unstable. The frozen wine in his hand, due to the sudden onset of rage, started to melt little by little in Baili Wuchang’s hands.
“Oh, right.” Hei Wuchang seemed to have thought of something. He said solemnly, “I almost forgot. They don’t just write drunken one-night stand plots anymore. After the one-night stand, you have to be pregnant, or else it won’t be dog-blooded enough.”
Bai Wuchang: “…” If he said to the boss right now that he didn’t know Hei Wuchang, he wondered if the boss would believe him.
“Gurgle gurgle gurgle—”
There was a strange sound.
Bai Wuchang looked down to see that while Baili Wuchang’s facial expression remained unchanged, the red wine in his hand had started to completely boil…
The author has something to say: [Mini Theater]
[Hell’s Live Broadcast Room, Welcome our new live broadcasting star today, Wen-Little-Nuan~]
Wen-Little-Nuan: What I want to recommend to everyone today is this extremely handsome, Baili brand dual-function water dispenser! It has a black exterior, superior intelligence, and it’s a brand name that has been trustworthy in the Underworld for thousands of years! Whether it’s cooling or heating, it can be done in a second! The most, most important part is, this model of the Baili Wuchang brand dual-function water dispenser is super attractive. Its durability is long-lasting, so you deserve to have it~
Lord·Mountaintop Flower·Baili: ……
Wen-Little-Nuan: Alright, now I’ll personally demonstrate for everyone to see……
Hei·Runs Errands and Does Odd Jobs·Wuchang: I’m terribly sorry, the broadcast is cutting out, the signal’s bad; we can’t show the personal demonstration.
A shame we didn’t get to see the personal demonstration 😞
Hei Wuchang, you are really seeking death!
LMAOO the mini theatres of this story are the best 😂 poor wen nuan, hope he gets something to eat soon!
Hei—Pit Master—Wuchang is deserving of the daytime Emmy for melodrama, lmao! Finally, caught up. Woo. Thanks for the latest 🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣
Not the disepenser LOL 🤣
Is An Xiangbei a ghost?!!!