The sales of Wenquxing electronic dictionaries weren’t like the launch of Jinsha Pool properties.

Initially struggling with sales, things improved after the advertisement aired, changing daily. The slogan “For back-to-school, give Wenquxing” proved incredibly infectious, quickly spreading through Guangdong’s market… Xia Xiaolan was bubbling with joy, not just from Wenquxing’s rising sales figures, but because on February 8th, her Zhou Cheng arrived in Hong Kong!

Zhou Cheng came directly to her hotel. Xia Xiaolan threw herself into his embrace, and Zhou Cheng, with his strong arms, held her and spun around twice.

“How many days have you been cooped up in this hotel, not daring to go out?”

Was it necessary?

This was Hong Kong, not a den of tigers and dragons.

Xia Xiaolan rested her head on his shoulder, “Less trouble is better than more. I just wanted to rest well for a few days waiting for you, didn’t want to stir up too much trouble.”

“…You have been holding back, haven’t you?”

His wife just had a knack for attracting trouble. Maybe it was because she was attractive and easily drew attention, but in similar situations, she always became the primary target – even with the Du family matters, as a young woman helping Du Zhaohui win the competition, those who lost not only resented Du Zhaohui but also harbored animosity toward her.

But what did it have to do with her?

She was just helping in exchange for payment.

Zhou Cheng’s comment about “holding back” had a teasing tone, and Xia Xiaolan gently bit his shoulder:

“I’m not holding back, I just don’t want to make a big fuss.”

Why should she draw fire on Du’s family matters?

Seeing that she hadn’t lost her sense of reason, Zhou Cheng’s anxiety from rushing over eased slightly. His questions were similar to Little You’s:

“If you don’t find Ye Xiaoqiong, are you planning to stay in Hong Kong indefinitely?”

What about the business in Pengcheng?

The new property development was about to launch.

And Huaqing’s new semester was starting.

They couldn’t put down roots in Hong Kong – they’d have to return eventually.

“We’re not completely without leads. Du Zhaohui and Uncle Xu’s people are helping search, and we’ve narrowed it down to two or three locations. Du Zhaoqi has Ye Xiaoqiong under house arrest… I want to rescue her.”

Did they think she’d just been eating, drinking, and getting beauty treatments at the hotel these past few days? She’d been working on the real issue.

Zhou Cheng immediately understood.

“But you’re wondering how to settle Ye Xiaoqiong after rescuing her?”

This was indeed the kind of thing his wife would worry about.

She didn’t meddle in every matter and rarely interfered in others’ lives. The more crucial the situation, the more she respected others’ choices.

But once involved, she would see it through to the end.

Take You Li for example – it started with just looking for a female secretary to share the workload. After agreeing with You Li, major changes occurred in You Li’s life.

Without someone lending a helping hand, You Li’s life would have been destroyed, and it wouldn’t have been easy to recover on her own.

Once Xiaolan decided to help, she didn’t just treat You Li as a simple secretary… what Xiaolan taught You Li would benefit her for life.

Zhou Cheng didn’t want to see his wife too conflicted:

“Let nature take its course. We’re rescuing her because we know about the situation and our conscience wouldn’t let us ignore it. After she’s out, we’ll return the calligraphy and paintings we bought, and let her choose how to live her life.”

Once Ye Xiaoqiong was free, they could use their long-laid plans to deal with Yuan Han.

As for future goals, if she wanted to continue her vendetta against Zhou Yi, that was fine too. Zhou Cheng didn’t mind.

After all, Zhou Yi truly deserved it. Ye Xiaoqiong had moral boundaries and couldn’t kill Zhou Yi, so let Zhou Yi repay her debts to Ye Xiaoqiong herself.

How could they clean up after Zhou Yi forever? In the future, Zhou Cheng would even let his children become independent, and Zhou Yi was just a cousin!

Xia Xiaolan nodded, “You’re right.”

Although Ye Xiaoqiong might not accept those artworks freely, her choice was one thing – she and Zhou Cheng should speak clearly and not leave room for guesswork and speculation.

Zhou Cheng was right – respecting Ye Xiaoqiong’s choices was paramount.

Xia Xiaolan immediately stopped worrying.

“Shall we go confront them directly?”

“Yes, let’s go directly.”

Then, Xia Xiaolan witnessed Zhou Cheng’s forceful side. Instead of speculating about which of the two or three suspicious locations to check, Zhou Cheng took her to confront each one in turn.

The first location was empty.

At the second location, they forced Du Zhaoqi to show himself.

“Mr. Zhou, isn’t this breaking? Who gave you the right to act this way in Hong Kong?”

Zhou Cheng smiled, “If Hong Kong law has provisions for breaking, doesn’t it also have them for illegal detention? I believe kidnapping is a serious crime in Hong Kong. What do you think, Second Young Master Du?”

Du Zhaoqi’s eyes darkened, “If you can’t find who you’re looking for—”

If they couldn’t find her here, they’d move on to the next location.

Zhou Cheng wasn’t used to how these Hong Kong young masters operated – not straightforward at all, with an indescribable awkwardness.

Zhou Cheng didn’t say anything, but Du Zhaoqi understood perfectly.

His eye twitched – whether it was Xia Xiaolan or Zhou Cheng, they were all Du Zhaohui’s tools to irritate him!

This was Hong Kong.

If he didn’t show Zhou Cheng respect, the other party would be nothing here!

“Without my permission, no one can enter!”

“Zhaoqi, don’t be so angry. I just discussed this with Father, and he wants you to go to the company – he has something to tell you. It’s not that your big brother wants to tell on you, but as your brother, I’m worried you’re going astray. If you want to beat me, there will be many opportunities in the future. How can you compete with me if you waste your energy on such trivial matters?”

Du Zhaohui strode forward.

As soon as Zhou Cheng arrived in Hong Kong and met Xia Xiaolan at the hotel, Du Zhaohui received the news.

Speaking of being underhanded – not wanting Zhou Cheng to make a big scene, he went to Du Chengrong to report the situation.

Du Chengrong didn’t care about what conflict Du Zhaoqi had with a mere assistant.

But when Du Zhaohui mentioned that Xia Xiaolan came to Hong Kong just for this assistant, and expressed disappointment that his brother’s spirit had been worn down by a woman, even though Du Chengrong knew his eldest son was acting, it still struck a chord.

Did Du Chengrong’s son lack for women?

Taking out frustration from losing the competition on a woman showed such a small-minded outlook – Du Chengrong had to intervene.

Du Zhaohui, armed with this authority, swaggered in, seemingly afraid his image wasn’t irritating enough to Du Zhaoqi, constantly provoking him.

Du Zhaoqi’s expression changed several times before he finally stormed off:

“Then do as you please!”

With Du Zhaoqi giving up resistance, Zhou Cheng didn’t stand on ceremony – he directly broke the lock.

Inside were only two panicked middle-aged women.

“Where is Ye Xiaoqiong?”

Xia Xiaolan rushed into the room.

The two middle-aged women pointed to the window, “She escaped. We didn’t dare tell Mr. Du.”

Bed sheets torn into strips and tied together hung from the window.

This was over 20 floors up – could Ye Xiaoqiong escape like this? This wasn’t a movie!

“Zhou Cheng, what game is Du Zhaoqi playing?”

Did he move her before she and Zhou Cheng arrived?

That’s impossible – Chai Hai’s men were watching this place, and Du Zhaoqi wouldn’t have had time to move her.