Chapter 29: Jiang Qingqing Appears in Fu Zhengnan’s Bedroom

Jiang Qingqing and Jiang Yu traveled day and night, finally arriving at Weizhou on the third day.

At this time, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and the city gates had not yet opened.

Jiang Yu glanced at the crowd that had already gathered under the city gates, waiting to enter, and suggested, “Let’s disguise ourselves first. When the gates open and the crowd rushes in, we can blend in.”

Jiang Qingqing listened to his suggestion, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. She resisted, saying,

“Let’s rest for two hours first. I’m exhausted.”

Traveling non-stop for two consecutive days without rest had taken its toll, both physically and mentally.

As she dismounted, her entire body felt as if it were falling apart. The world spun around her, and ignoring the strange looks from passersby, she instinctively squatted down on the spot.

A hint of awkwardness flashed across Jiang Yu’s face.

He had forgotten—Jiang Qingqing was not one of his soldiers with strong physiques; she was a woman, and not just any woman, but one raised in the palace with a life of luxury.

“That was my oversight,” Jiang Yu apologized.

Jiang Qingqing, still squatting, shook her head. “It’s not your fault. I’ll be fine after a short rest.”

Eventually, with Jiang Yu’s help, they found an open space where they intended to enter their respective rooms.

Jiang Qingqing reached out into thin air, silently reciting a command in her mind, intending to open the door.

But her palm felt nothing.

Her eyes flickered with surprise.

“Jiang Yu… let’s find another place.”

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Yu asked in confusion.

Jiang Qingqing didn’t want to explain, as she wasn’t sure if her suspicion was valid.

It could have just been an accident.

“It’s nothing. Let’s just find another place. This one is too close to the city gate—I don’t want to be seen.”

Jiang Yu nodded and found a more secluded spot.

“How about here? The bushes will hide us. No one will see.”

Jiang Qingqing glanced around and tried again. But the result was the same—she couldn’t find the door. The two rooms seemed to have vanished into thin air. She could no longer sense their existence.

Panic flickered in Jiang Qingqing’s eyes.

Just then, the long-dormant screen on her wrist lit up with a new notification.

[Game permissions have been updated.]
[Recharge player changed from Fu Zhengnan to Jiang Qingqing.]

In the next instant, the scenery before her eyes shifted abruptly, and she found herself in a familiar black-themed bedroom.

She was momentarily stunned.

How did she get in?

She had tried multiple times earlier and couldn’t even locate the entrance—so how did she suddenly appear inside the bedroom?

Jiang Qingqing could think of only one possibility: Fu Zhengnan.

“God, are you here?”

No response.

Jiang Qingqing glanced around uncertainly. It was definitely her new house, but something felt off—there were a few unfamiliar items that didn’t belong to her.

“You’re not in the room?”

Regardless of whether there was a response, Jiang Qingqing continued speaking aloud.

The house was silent, but suddenly, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Jiang Qingqing turned her head toward it in confusion.

That’s strange. I turned off the water.

Hesitating, she slowly walked toward the bathroom.

The lights inside were on.

The door was closed.

The frosted glass panels obscured the view inside, making it impossible to see what was happening.

Jiang Qingqing, unsuspecting, pushed open the door, thinking only of turning off the faucet.

But the moment she stepped in, a wave of steam hit her.

Before she could react, her arms were forcefully twisted behind her back.

A sharp “crack” echoed—a sound as if her bones had snapped.

A sharp pain shot through her.

Jiang Qingqing’s face instantly turned pale, and she cried out in agony.

The assailant was behind her, and she couldn’t see who it was.

“It hurts! Let me go!”

Her voice was hoarse from exhaustion after two days of travel, sounding completely different from usual.

She struggled, but the grip on her arms only tightened.

Then, a cold voice came from behind.

“Who sent you?”

Jiang Qingqing shook her head helplessly, not understanding his question.

This is my house.

“This house is mine. Who are you?”

“Heh.”

A mocking laugh came from the man behind her.

“And you still dared to take the job?”

Jiang Qingqing had no idea what he meant.

With tears in her eyes, she pleaded, “I’m not… Just let me go. I wasn’t trying to do anything.”

The pain in her shoulder became more unbearable, overwhelming her already exhausted body. With a muffled groan, her consciousness gradually faded.

She passed out.

Fu Zhengnan, who had been taking a shower, had never expected an intruder to break into his bedroom.

Not only that, but she had brazenly opened the door to his bathroom.

After Jiang Qingqing lost consciousness, Fu Zhengnan let go of her hands, allowing her to collapse onto the floor.

Reaching out, he grabbed the towel hanging nearby and wrapped it around his waist. Without looking back, Fu Zhengnan walked out of the bathroom and dialed Zhang Tezhu’s number.

“Call the police and have them come over to take a statement.”

Zhang Tezhu was still in deep sleep when his phone rang. He glanced at the time—4:47 AM?!

“President Fu, is this at Jin Yu International? What happened?”

Calling the police at this hour—what could have possibly gone wrong? Could it be… a break-in and murder?

Fu Zhengnan’s next words confirmed Zhang Tezhu’s worst fears.

He said, “A break-in and murder.”

Zhang Tezhu: …

Holy sh*t!

Is society really this dangerous now? Things like this happening on international waters was one thing, but this was in Huaguo, in Haicheng!

How bold!

In no time, the police arrived swiftly—two police cars, officers armed and ready. A home invasion homicide was a rare and serious case in modern times, and they were taking no chances.

“President Fu, are you alright?”

The leading officer spoke politely to Fu Zhengnan, who was sitting on the sofa.

Fu Zhengnan gave a slight nod and glanced toward the bathroom.

“In there.”

Concise and to the point.

The officer immediately signaled his team to move. Among them was a rookie trainee, visibly nervous—experiencing such a major case on his first shift.

However, seeing that Fu Zhengnan was unharmed, he relaxed a little.

Then, the moment he saw Jiang Qingqing’s face inside the bathroom, he blurted out in shock, “What the hell?! Since when do suspects look this good?”

His loud voice echoed through the entire suite.

Fu Zhengnan’s brows furrowed slightly.

The team leader shot the rookie a stern look and smacked him on the head. In a low voice, he warned, “Watch yourself. This is an operation, not a team-building trip.”

The trainee nodded quickly.

Confirming that Jiang Qingqing was truly unconscious, an officer checked her breathing—it was weak and shallow.

They discussed among themselves, “According to protocol, should we take the suspect to the hospital first for treatment?”

“I can carry her to the car. We still have room.”

The team leader knew exactly what the rookie was thinking and smacked him on the head again before calling for an ambulance instead.

Lying on the stretcher, the unconscious Jiang Qingqing was wheeled past Fu Zhengnan, who remained seated, eyes lowered, focused on his phone.

He didn’t notice her.

Not even a glance.

Eventually, Jiang Qingqing was taken to the hospital for treatment, where she would wake up to a routine police interrogation.

After the police left, Fu Zhengnan remained seated on the sofa, legs crossed, staring at the dimmed game interface on his phone.

The screen displayed:

【Main and secondary player roles have been switched】

【No further permissions available】

The game interface was completely dark.