Chapter 309 — How Did You Get In
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Wei Zhao parked in front of Villa No. 6 and climbed out with a swagger. But instead of ringing the doorbell, he stepped onto the transformer box beside the villa, sprang upward, and vaulted onto the second-floor balcony...
Though Xie Guangbo lived in a grand villa, he was not a man fond of luxury; he lived here purely on account of his status as a shareholder. Sometimes, in many a situation, one could not afford to lose face — live too shabbily, and business partners would begin to doubt your strength.
Widowed in middle age, Xie Guangbo had never remarried. He was a man of few material desires and little interest in women besides, so after his wife's death he had not brought any dubious women home to live with him. If Xie Guangbo had one great wish, it was that his son might take over his business and make a name for himself in the world.
Yet what he had not expected was this: he had meant well, sending his son abroad to study so that the boy might learn something useful and come back to help him — but the boy had picked up gambling and drugs.
Gambling was not so bad. A little flutter was harmless enough; Xie Guangbo himself occasionally played a few rounds with old friends. But drugs... that thing was a bottomless pit. No fortune, however vast, could be swallowed up by it.
This time, his son had actually run up a debt of a hundred million to an overseas gang. Furious as Xie Guangbo was, he had only this one son, and he could not simply wash his hands of him.
Xie Guangbo had just finished his call with his son. Looking at the wretched state of the boy, beaten black and blue, he felt a stab of heartache and wished he could rush to his son's side and free him.
"Xie Guangbo?" A voice sounded in front of Xie Guangbo. He started, looked up instinctively — and saw a sight that astonished him.
"You... who are you?" Xie Guangbo stared at Wei Zhao as though he had seen a ghost. He had finished his call with his son over the internet, sat there dazed for a while — and now there was an extra person in the room.
What astonished Xie Guangbo was not that Wei Zhao had appeared in his room without a sound, but how he had gotten in. While speaking with his son, Xie Guangbo had deliberately locked the door from the inside, to keep the nanny and his bodyguards from overhearing him, and the key to the room was in his own keeping. How had this man gotten in?
The crux was this: how had he gotten in? Downstairs there were the nanny and the bodyguards. Had Wei Zhao come in, he could not have done so without alerting them. If it were an ordinary visit, the nanny would have come up to announce him; if it were an intruder breaking in, the bodyguards would have stopped him.
Yet this man had walked right in and stood before him, and he had noticed nothing at all.
No good intent. That was Xie Guangbo's first reaction. He was a man who had seen the world, and he swiftly regained his composure. "How did you get in?"
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