3 Chapter 3. What does miss he think?

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The police quickly searched the entirety of the toilet and found the pack of white powder inside one of the cubicles. They examined Lu Zifan's and He Ruoxue's shoes and said gravely, "Young Master Lu, please come with us."

THE TOP FLOOR OF THE NIGHTCLUB, THE VIP ROOM.

A tall figure stood imperially in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He watched the goings-on in the nightclub through the custom-made one-way transparent glass wall. Nothing special was happening, but his curiosity was piqued when he saw a slender figure sneaking into the surveillance room.

He couldn't believe it! Someone actually had the gall–and the skill–to bypass his security system, go into the surveillance room and silently and quickly hack all the surveillance camera footage from half an hour ago. Very curious, indeed.

The corners of Qiao Hanye's mouth curled into a vile smirk. He swirled the wine in his goblet, the red liquid arching beautifully to the movement of his steady hand.

"What's going on?" Qiao Hanye asked quietly, his magnetic voice seeming to reverberate in the room. His eyes scanned the entirety of the nightclub nonchalantly, and he raised his eyebrows at the sight of a fascinating figure.

"Master," began Han Beicheng in a low voice, respectfully standing one step behind Qiao Hanye. "Someone reported that the young master of the Lu family was having sex with his future sister-in-law in the toilet. The entertainment reporters and the police caught him in the act, which led to his arrest. "

Qiao Hanye's expression froze. He elegantly lifted his goblet and drank the wine in one gulp, his thin lips slightly pursed. Under the dim light, his face was as flawless as a knife. His deep dark and cold eyes narrowed slightly.

"Find out who did it," Qiao Hanye ordered, his voice cold and deep. The temperature in the VIP room instantly dropped by 20 degrees as the master spoke, freezing Han Beicheng's entire body.

"It... it's young Master Lu's fiancé, He Lanjin! The He and Lu families are supposed to seal their alliance in the engagement party tomorrow, Master,” Han Beicheng reported. “Somehow Miss He found out about the betrayal and reported that the traitors were engaged in the sex trade. I’m afraid she's not as useless as the rumors say." Han Beicheng paused, wincing at the thought that the young miss from the He family breached the nightclub's security system.

Much to Han Beichen's surprise, Qiao Hanye let out a laugh. The master's deep and usually cold eyes flashed with a playful smile. "Go and take down all the surveillance cameras tonight."

Han Beicheng was stunned. He glanced at a certain sly, slender figure in the surveillance cameras. He did not dare to be negligent for even half a second and left.

Fifteen minutes ago, He Lanjin went for a midnight snack and broke into the nightclub's surveillance room. Taking advantage of the commotion that diverted the attention of the guards, He Lanjin hacked into the nightclub's surveillance system. To cover her tracks, she erased all video footage that showed her whereabouts during the last hour. She hurriedly went on her way back to the private room, colliding into a tall man whose face she did not see. Her arm was still sore from bumping into him, and she almost lost her phone when it flew from her grasp. Good thing she was smart enough to pick it up before running into the room.

He Lanjin massaged her arm and poured a bottle of wine on herself. She sprawled on the table, pretending to be drunk and asleep.

Not long after, He Lanjin heard the private room door open.

"Miss He, something bad has happened. Your fiancé and your sister are in trouble. The police took them away." He Lanjin slowly raised her head, pretending to have been woken up by the waiter. Before she could say anything, entertainment editors flooded the room, holding up microphones and taking photos and videos of her.

The reporters have come to prove that she had nothing to do with tonight's incident. He Lanjin's plan was falling into place. She feigned confusion, looking at everyone with a dazed expression on her face.

"How could that be possible?" He Lanjin drunkenly asked. She belched and shook her head in disbelief. "Ruoxue and Zifan are lying here drunk! Why would the police take them?" He Lanjin stood up and staggered. She let out a long burp, convincing everyone within earshot that she was really drunk.

One of the reporters stepped away from the group and firmly held He Lanjin's arm. He pulled her down the stairs, short of dragging her.

"Miss He, please wake up," said the reporter in a stern voice. "Your fiancé, Lu Zifan, and your sister, He Ruoxue, were caught in a compromising situation. We saw them with our own eyes. The police also found drugs in their possession." The reporter then took out his phone and zoomed in on a photo of Lu Zifan and He Ruoxue for He Lanjin to see.

"What compromising position? I think you guys are mistaken. Lu Zifan has a good character. He's definitely not the kind of person you say he is," He Lanjin drawled as she shook her head.

He Lanjin then shook her finger and pointed at the crowd following her. "You bunch of gossipy reporters.” She smiled drunkenly. "Don't be afraid. The world is not falling apart. Even if my fiancé is a piece of trash, my sister He Ruoxue will not betray me."

The reporters were worried, seeing that He Lanjin did not believe them. Someone came forward with her phone to show photos that have been taken in the toilet while telling He Lanjin about what happened. Although the fully clothed Lu Zifan seemed innocent in the photos, the fact that he was in the ladies' restroom with He Ruoxue and the unknown man has raised a lot of suspicions.

But entertainment reporters would always be after shock value. The truth did not matter as much as the news situations like this generated. If they could hype something up to be true, then they would. What could be juicier and more newsworthy than He Lanjin's reaction to this betrayal?

"Miss He, these photos are enough proof of their deception. What are you going to do about this?"

He Lanjin decided it was time to act sober and fully awake. She looked at photos on the phone that was handed to her. He Ruoxue was cowering on the floor, naked and in a sorry state. In another photo, a half-naked man was hugging He Ruoxue, who did not have anything on. He Lanjin's delicate little face turned as white as paper. Her body trembled as she shook her head and weakly said, "No, this is impossible... I don't believe it. You guys are lying to me."

He Lanjin rushed out of the nightclub, followed by the group of reporters. Outside, officers were leading Lu Zifan, He Ruoxue and the unnamed man to the patrol cars that would bring them to the police station.

The atmosphere suddenly went cold when He Lanjin locked eyes with He Ruoxue and Lu Zifan.

He Lanjin walked toward them, her eyes red with fury. Lu Zifan and He Ruoxue met her gaze with suspicion in their eyes. Even from afar they could smell the alcohol on He Lanjin. He Ruoxue, eyes red from crying, called out to her in distress. "Sister, someone wants to harm me."

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