The Favored Heiress
Chapter 327: The Fool Who Ate The Poisonous Mushrooms

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: The Fool Who Ate The Poisonous Mushrooms

After a short while, several people sat in silence in the living room, while Shen Qingye kept pouring water for himself.

He had a faint feeling that the hallucinogen was taking effect—otherwise, why would he feel that the world was spinning?

Before long, Liuyun came in to report, "Boss, everything has been cleaned up."

"Mmm, make sure it’s clean," Shang Yu said, sitting on one side of the sofa, his lowered gaze falling on his fingertips.

Liuyun nodded, "Rest assured, Zuo Xuan has already had people take it all away."

Shang Yu pressed his lips together, nodded his head, and gestured with his hand for Liuyun to leave.

Taking advantage of the moment, Shen Qingye looked out the window. He had to admit that his assistants were indeed quick at cleaning up the scene. Outside the villa by the poolside, everything had returned to normal, with no signs of any struggle visible.

He turned his gaze back inside and said to Shang Yu while pinching his water bottle, "Have you found out who was behind this?"

Since the Sixth Bureau had not received any intelligence yet, it was just a casual inquiry.

Just then, Bai Luhui walked in with a serious and steady expression, standing in front of Shen Qingye and whispering, "Young Director Shen, all the resort staff were locked in the kitchen, they have just been released."

Looking up at him, Shen Qingye frowned, "Any news from the Sixth Bureau?"

Bai Luhui pursed his lips and shook his head, "Not yet."

Shen Qingye waved his hand in annoyance, signaling him to stand aside, "Could these people sprout wings and fly in? Wasn’t the scenic area closed?"

"It’s the underwater viewing tunnel," an unexpected voice suddenly came from outside the living room.

Curious, Shen Qingye looked around to see a man dressed in a black suit with a stern face walking in from outside.

He had never seen him before.

It was Zuo Xuan.

He stood in front of Shang Yu and respectfully said, "Boss, they sneaked in through the construction tunnel. We’ve already sent people to reseal the tunnel, ensuring the security."

Shen Qingye: "??"

He was full of confusion, took another gulp of water, and smacked his tongue, "Wait, what are you talking about?"

What’s this about a viewing tunnel?

Zuo Xuan, as if he hadn’t heard, continued speaking to Shang Yu without deviating his gaze, "Regarding tonight’s incident, it was not Shang Qiongying from the eleventh family who acted, but she did leak the information to other collateral branches. As for the housekeeper, his personal account received an influx of eight million this evening, bought off at the last moment."

Shang Yu responded indifferently, "Continue."

Zuo Xuan nodded his head, "Based on what we’ve found, it was the doing of the eighth collateral branch. These people are martial arts experts trained by the eighth family over the past half year. They drugged us in advance, intending to..."

He paused and glanced at Li Qiao, "intend to take Miss Li away."

Everyone in the Shang Family Clan knew that killing Shang Shaoyan was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

But as the only woman to appear by his side, Li Qiao, unsurprisingly, became a target for everyone.

They couldn’t find the opportunity to strike in the city, so it just so happened that there was an underwater viewing tunnel beneath the seaside resort.

However, this tunnel was not yet open to the public, and without inside information from the island, nobody would know of its existence.

Shang Qiongying’s leaking of information to the other collateral branches was nothing more than an attempt to kill through a borrowed knife.

Too bad they underestimated the formidable capacity of Shang Yu and Li Qiao working together.

At this moment, Shang Yu adjusted his sitting posture, his shirt collar opening slightly with the movement, "What’s left of the eighth family’s assets?"

Zuo Xuan, always ready to answer, quickly recounted the important industrial departments of the other party.

Shang Yu pressed his thin lips, deliberately took a bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed it, handed it to Li Qiao, and instructed Zuo Xuan, "Take care of it."

"Yes, boss," Zuo Xuan answered, observing Shang Yu’s action, and then counter-questioned, "Should we send a ’gift’ back to the head of the eighth family?"

Shang Yu, looking sideways at Zuo Xuan, commanded ruthlessly, "Spare his life, the rest is up to you."

...

That evening, a group of people temporarily left the resort.

By the time they returned to the manor at the foot of Paibo Mountain, it was nearing eleven o’clock at night.

Wang Yue had suffered a knife wound to his shoulder, and the family doctor was treating his wound.

Miss Li had intended to help when they were at the resort, but Wang Yue stubbornly refused with his hand over the wound.

Liuyun had said, "Miss Li’s suturing skills were learned from Uncle Zhong the Ninth..."

He dared not try.

That night, it was reported that a fire had broken out in a standalone villa in the city, fortunately without any casualties.

But the loss was severe, with the entire villa burned to the ground and seven luxury cars in the underground garage destroyed.

The next day at eight in the morning, the Parma Society channel broadcasted major news.

It was reported that a pharmaceutical product developed by a joint venture had failed drug tests, prompting a large number of people to converge at the company’s doors in protest.

The authorities reminded the public that all the company’s pharmaceuticals had been removed from the shelves and recalled, and citizens should no longer purchase them; relevant departments would also launch an investigation.

The head of the eighth collateral branch of Shang’s was overnight bankrupt.

The drug test failure not only faced massive compensation but also fines from relevant departments.

And this was just the beginning.

Because before the Shang Family Clan Assembly, all industries under the eighth branch encountered problems, big and small, leaving the entire collateral eighth branch in disarray and misery.

As for the hallucinogen mistakenly consumed by Shen Qingye, the family doctor diagnosed that it would take about a week to eliminate the drug’s impact.

However, Young Director Shen’s days were not easy since a mere ten micrograms of the hallucinogen could cause perceptual hallucinations.

As a result, he frequently saw green grass growing on Shang Yu’s head, or felt like he was holding a ball of yarn in his hand, whimsically winding it without reason.

It wasn’t until the effects of the hallucinogen wore off that Shen Qingye nearly smashed his phone watching videos shot by Bai Luhui.

It was a breezy, sunny afternoon, and he was seated on a bench in the manor, his hands moving in front of him, winding around in a perfect yarn ball motion.

Like a half-witted fool who had eaten poisonous mushrooms.

...

Two days later, Huo Mang and Lu Xirui arrived at the manor.

They sat in the living room chatting with Shang Yu, so Li Qiao went to the side hall to find Shen Qingye.

After some rest, his reaction to the hallucinogen had significantly lessened.

Outside the side hall’s corridor, Li Qiao walked while observing Shen Qingye, and seeing his normal appearance, she couldn’t help but smile and ask, "Not winding yarn anymore?"

This incident had almost become a joke at the manor.

Shen Qingye paused in his steps and forcibly shoved his hands into his pockets, "Are you also laughing at me?"

"Not at all, not at all," replied Li Qiao, but the teasing in her eyes was unmistakable.

The two walked side by side out of the hall, around the Roman column under the porch, when Shen Qingye heard Li Qiao’s question, "Now that your head is clear, can you tell me about the Female Stock God?"

Shen Qingye glanced back at the living room, heard the conversation of Shang Shaoyan and the others, and then gestured with his mouth toward the deep grass of the manor’s lawn, "Let’s go there and talk."

All mysterious-like.

Soon, the two reached near the lawn, and Shen Qingye took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, looking up at Li Qiao, "Was it Shang Shaoyan who told you about this Female Stock God?"

Li Qiao looked at the pack of cigarettes in his hand and shook her head, "No, I learned it from a foreign friend of his, who said that I resemble that Female Stock God."