Chapter 115: She’s Not a Pig After All

After Nangong Lü left, Aunt Rong sent Hua Xiaocui to the outer room to organize the things they had brought.

Then she apologized to Xian Yuqing. “Miss Biao, those photos of you and Young Master were given to Madam by me. If you blame me because of this, I have nothing to say.”

That morning, when Madam Nangong arrived, she had already mentioned this to Xian Yuqing.

Madam Nangong’s reasoning was that someone was exploiting her and Xi Junle’s relationship to stir trouble. To avoid this, they had to create a new topic.

Xi Junle was a public figure in the entertainment industry. If Xian Yuqing were rumored to be involved with him, his fans would undoubtedly attack her. But if she were linked to Nangong Ao, no one would dare speak ill of her.

Although Xian Yuqing found Madam Nangong’s explanation somewhat far-fetched, considering Nangong Xin’s reaction, she preferred to be associated with Nangong Ao rather than be embroiled in a scandal with Xi Junle.

After all, Xiao Zhiyun was much more sensible and wouldn’t believe those false rumors circulating online.

However, those photos involved privacy issues, especially since there was even surveillance installed in Nangong Ao’s bedroom, which was chilling to think about!

She said to Aunt Rong, “Even if this crisis was resolved using those photos, I hope nothing like this happens again.”

Xian Yuqing did not want to live in a world where she was constantly watched!

Aunt Rong nodded repeatedly. “It won’t happen again, it won’t!”

Considering that Nangong Ao hadn’t fired her this time, that was already something. She wouldn’t dare come back for a second time.

In truth, was Nangong Ao completely unaware of this matter? Not entirely.

He knew that what Aunt Rong did was under the orders of his grandmother and was not a betrayal born of malice.

However, given the recent explosion incident caused by the “pseudo-outcast” and the attempted harm to Xian Yuqing, Nangong Ao could not allow those who orchestrated this conspiracy behind the scenes to go unpunished.

Especially since Bai Luomei was still missing!

In the penthouse office of the Di Hong Building, A Ren was tirelessly searching for any trace of Bai Luomei, while A Si had been discharged from the hospital despite not being fully recovered.

Only he fully understood what had happened before Bai Luomei disappeared.

“Boss, Bai Jie has been hypnotized. Could she reveal our secrets?” A Si’s greatest concern was this possibility.

“No!” A Ren immediately countered, “Bai Jie would never betray the boss!”

Then he said to Nangong Ao, “Boss, please trust Bai Jie!”

A Si glanced at A Ren helplessly, thinking this guy was letting emotions cloud his judgment.

Nangong Ao tapped his fingers on the desk, remaining silent.

He naturally did not believe Bai Luomei would betray him, but once hypnotized, it was hard to say.

The Mu family excelled in mind control; they could manipulate others to do their bidding, but whether they could extract all the secrets from someone’s heart was still unknown.

For now, he could only prepare for the worst.

“A Ren, focus on what you need to do. We’ll deal with the rest when Luomei returns,” Nangong Ao instructed.

A Ren felt slightly reassured. “Understood.”

“A Si, I’ll need you to work harder on the search these days,” Nangong Ao continued. “Also, find me a reliable team to go back to our hometown.”

A Si was momentarily stunned. Was the boss planning to...

Hesitant, A Si asked, “Boss, if we encounter resistance, should we...?”

Nangong Ao’s eyes turned icy cold. “Do not harm the innocent. Handle everything else as you see fit. Just keep them alive.”

“Yes!” With clear orders, A Si went to carry out the mission.

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The Zhai family mansion was located on the outskirts of the eastern commercial district, near the coastline.

Originally the residence of a prominent family in modern times, it later became the Zhai family mansion after the family fell on hard times. Since Zhai Muli’s grandfather particularly admired its architectural style, no changes had been made.

Except for when his mother was young and preferred European styles, she had added a modern rear garden used occasionally for entertaining guests. After her death, the garden was mostly unused but still maintained by a dedicated caretaker.

Since Bai Luomei had moved in, Zhai Muli not only hired two more maids but also installed a separate security system.

The purpose was, of course, to prevent Bai Luomei from leaving the Zhai family’s grounds unauthorized.

The side effects of the hypnosis had long since disappeared. Now confined to the rear garden, unable to come and go freely or contact Nangong Ao, Bai Luomei was naturally anxious.

However, Zhai Muli was holding her brother hostage, so she dared not act rashly. Her only option was to try to send messages out.

How could she achieve her goal when everywhere was under surveillance?

Bai Luomei sat quietly on the second-floor balcony, lost in thought.

A young maid stood a short distance behind her, gazing at her silhouette in fascination.

Who was this distinguished lady that the eldest son had brought home? Not only was she beautiful and charming, but her demeanor was also dignified and elegant.

But why did the eldest son leave her here, forgotten? The young maid did not understand.

“Miss Bai, it’s time for dinner,” another maid approached respectfully.

Bai Luomei did not rise, lazily replying, “I’m not hungry.”

The maid urged awkwardly, “Miss Bai, please eat a little. Otherwise, the eldest son will be displeased.”

If the eldest son was displeased, the maids would have a hard time.

Bai Luomei didn’t care. “Let him be displeased!”

She was so miserable now—who was to blame? The eldest son Zhai could be displeased all he wanted!

The maid was troubled but kept trying, “Miss Bai, even if you don’t care about the eldest son, you should think of your own health...”

“I’m not eating!” Bai Luomei snapped.

She was thinking about her health—hadn’t she gained an inch around the waist?

Staying in this garden every day, all she did was eat and sleep. She was not a pig!

Failing to persuade her, the maid went downstairs to report to Steward Shen.

Another maid took her place to coax Bai Luomei. “Miss Bai, sitting still all day must be ruining your appetite. How about I accompany you for a walk in the garden downstairs?”

Bai Luomei had no interest. “I don’t want to move.”

The young maid tried again. “Or you could swing in the garden pavilion? You don’t have to move—I’ll push you.”

Bai Luomei hated everything about the Zhai family except this young maid, who always found ways to cheer her up. Though young, she was quite clever.

“I’m too old to swing,” Bai Luomei said, somewhat amused.

“Miss Bai, you’re not old at all! You’re so young and beautiful!”

Though meant as a compliment, the maid’s words sounded sincere.

“Besides, just because someone is old doesn’t mean they can’t swing,” the maid continued innocently. “My grandmother is over seventy, and my grandfather pushes her on the swing every day!”

Bai Luomei smiled lightly. “Your grandmother swings?”

That image made her chuckle.

“It’s true!” The maid imitated her grandfather shakily pushing a swing, chanting, “Old lady, hold on tight! If you fall again, you’ll need your front teeth fixed once more...”

“Hehehe...” Bai Luomei couldn’t help but laugh out loud.