Chapter 793: Chapter 793: The Friend Who Sells Fried Rice

Xi Luo watched Ai Bo hurry in and out until he left the living room before turning her gaze to her weary father and asking, “What did he come for?”

Mr. Xi, over fifty-five years old with a square and stern face, looked completely helpless.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, shook his head with a sigh, and before he could speak, Xi Ze puffed out his chest and replied proudly, “Sis, he wants to be my brother-in-law.”

Xi Luo expressionlessly dug at her ear, “Be your what?”

Mr. Xi, holding a warning look, glanced at Xi Ze before standing up and walking over to Xi Luo, reassuring her with a chuckle, “Don’t listen to your brother’s nonsense, it’s nothing like that.”

Xi Ze pursed his lips, ignoring his dad’s look, and rattled off the entire situation like a machine gun.

Three minutes later, Xi Luo’s expression grew colder and a mocking smile appeared on her lips, “So, if we don’t agree to the arranged marriage, the government is going to reclaim that piece of land in South Shington?”

“That’s what I gathered from Ai Bo,” Xi Ze nodded on his own accord, “Sis, did you offend them or something? That land in South Shington has been under our name for a long time, and I haven’t heard anything about the government reclaiming land recently. Why are they suddenly targeting us?”

Xi Luo didn’t say a word, but Gu Chenn had an epiphany.

Suddenly, he remembered what Xiao Yehui said to her in the BTI headquarters lobby a couple of days ago.

— Do you think I can’t touch the Xi Family?

The bastard really means what he says.

Xi Luo closed her eyes briefly, suppressing the surging anger in her gaze, and turned to look at Mr. Xi, “Dad, what will you do if I don’t agree?”

“If you dare to agree to an arranged marriage, I’ll break your legs.”

Mr. Xi is an absolute daughter-slave. It wouldn’t matter if Ai bo wanted an arranged marriage or even if the Second Crown Prince himself came; he would never agree.

The old man, half-buried in yellow earth, had the audacity to eye his daughter, utterly shameless.

Xi Luo rubbed her forehead and looked at her father helplessly, “Dad, I’m serious.”

Mr. Xi snorted, “Do I look like I’m joking? Such a trivial matter, why are you getting involved? If they want that worthless piece of land in South Shington, they can have it. Our family isn’t so poor that we’re threatened by them.”

Easy for him to say.

Xi Ze chimed in with a cool remark, “Dad, all of our family’s income comes from those lands…”

No matter how wealthy, one can’t sit back and waste away.

A noble’s primary source of income comes from land earnings.

Hearing this, Gu Chenn silently turned and departed from the living room.

…

Approaching noon, Li Qiao returned to Myst Town and saw Xia Siyu rushing into the laboratory as soon as she got out of the car.

Conveniently, her phone buzzed in her pocket.

The call was from Gu Chenn, who quickly recounted the situation at Xi Luo’s home and, at the end, couldn’t resist taking pleasure in her misfortune, “She’s probably caught in the crossfire this time. Are you going to lend a hand?”

“I got it.”

Li Qiao ended the call as soon as she replied, flipped through her contacts list, and then suddenly turned to look at Shang Yu.

The man looked back at her in turn, his thick eyebrows lifting endearingly, “What’s up?”

Li Qiao shook her head and looked behind her at Liuyun, “Ask Wang Yue to come over.”

“Of course, Madame,” replied Shang Yu.

With an inscrutable squint, Shang Yu didn’t ask any more questions, and they cut straight across the parking lot toward Su Moshi’s lab.

Inside the room, Xia Siyu was unpacking a parcel, confidently stating, “These are multiple detoxification agents developed by Huanxia. Not sure if they’ll work. There are thirty kinds; if they’re not enough, I’ll have more sent.”

Su Moshi, who was reading reports at the research bench, twitched, “Thirty kinds?”

Xia Siyu let out an ‘ah’, “Not enough?”

Su Moshi burst into laughter instantly, “Enough, we might not need this much.”

Xia Siyu paused in her actions, her expression quite melancholic, “These were all researched by internal researchers at Huanxia, mainly composed of Chinese herbal medicine ingredients. If all else fails, testing it on me is an option too.”

The moment Li Qiao pushed the door open, what she heard was Xia Siyu’s brave and confident declaration.

Shang Yu and Liuyun were smoking in the outer courtyard, while Luoyu, who followed behind her, couldn’t help but cast a sidelong glance upon hearing this.

Li Qiao strolled leisurely into the research lab, pulled over a chair to sit down, propped the back of her head against the chair back, and spoke calmly, “Did you receive the synthetic cannabinoids?”

Su Moshi placed the report on the corner of the desk, took off his glasses, and replied with a slight smile, “Yes, a whole two jin. Who did you get to find it?”

He remembered the delivery guy was almost scared to pee himself.

Because the express slip was clearly labeled with ‘synthetic cannabinoids’.

Su Moshi had never seen such a brazen sender before, and what’s more… it seemed to have been shipped from overseas, yet it had passed through security checks.

Even Xia Siyu was dumbfounded, “Two jin? Isn’t that stuff usually sold by the gram? Qiaoqiao, who gave it to you?”

Li Qiao scratched her ear, her tone light and breezy, “A friend who sells fried rice.”

Luoyu, who had become part of the background in the corner, sighed with an expression that was hard to describe.

The lady’s fried rice seller friend, could it be her Second Boss Bai Yan?

Speaking of which, Luoyu felt quite helpless too.

Now, the whole Flame Alliance knew that Ye Jing had been expelled and replaced by someone named Huang Cuiying.

Especially Gu Chenn, ever since he learned her real name, he never addressed her casually anymore. Instead, he called her ‘Cuiying’ every day, sounding like he was summoning spirits.

A few minutes later, Wang Yue hurried over after getting the message.

He knocked on the door of the research lab from outside. Li Qiao turned at the sound and said, “I’ll be right back,” then pushed her chair away to go to the corridor.

Wang Yue followed Li Qiao to the corner of the stairs and greeted her formally, “Madam, did you want to see me about something?”

“Hmm,” Li Qiao leaned against the railing at her lower back, her fingers touching her chin, “Does the outside world know about the relationship between the Red Hacker Alliance and Shaoyan?”

Wang Yue lifted his eyelids slightly, “They don’t. The Red Hacker Alliance vanished after that transoceanic battle eight years ago; nobody knows it’s connected to the boss.”

As for that hacker transoceanic battle back then…

Wang Yue nodded with a smile, “It was the boss and Brother Chen who initiated the defense operation. Cheng Mo joined as a hacker voluntarily since his skills were the strongest. Later, he was taken into the Secret Hall by the boss.”

Li Qiao smiled faintly, murmuring, “Such an advantage, it would be a pity not to use it.”

Wang Yue watched the smile at the corner of her mouth and inexplicably shivered.

It seemed like someone was going to be unlucky.

Just five minutes passed, and Li Qiao returned to the research lab.

Wang Yue, carrying his lady’s orders, prepared to shake things up in British Imperial with bold measures.

Nobody knew exactly what Li Qiao had said to Wang Yue, but the Red Hacker Alliance headquarters far away in South Sea received a message from him.

…

That afternoon, an eye-catching white Sirbey with a deafening roar appeared in Myst Town.

The driver, perhaps ignorant of the rules, drove the sports car brazenly through the streets and alleys of the town.

The security guards were stunned.

Logically, if you can drive, you definitely aren’t blind.

Didn’t you see the ‘No Driving Inside’ sign at the entrance?

So, the patrol team converged with a formidable presence, wielding batons and pulling up the Iron Tribulus barricades, forcing the Sirbey luxury car to a halt next to the town’s garbage house…