The Favored Heiress
Chapter 450: The Mercedes Crashes into the Nightclub

Chapter 450: Chapter 450: The Mercedes Crashes into the Nightclub

Before he knew it, it was already six o’clock in the evening.

Since Li Qiao and Lian Zhen were due to report to the research institute tomorrow, their lab colleagues had specially arranged a farewell dinner for them.

At the food street, seven people sat at a barbecue stall, with beer and beverages covering the table. Fu Lvting had also joined them.

At this point, someone shook their beer bottle and looked across at Lian Zhen and Li Qiao, "Lianzi, Xiao Li, if you guys get promoted at the research institute, don’t forget about us."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone else chimed in, "Exactly, even if we can’t continue with the experiment, if you make any small achievements, remember to include us."

Li Qiao lowered her head to eat her grilled chicken wings as if she hadn’t heard.

Lian Zhen, always considerate, clinked his beer with the other’s and responded with a warm and polite smile, "There’s no big promotion; it’s just conducting research in a new place."

Upon hearing this, the others exchanged glances and embarrassed chuckles, not following up on the conversation.

When Lian Zhen and Li Qiao went to the research institute, they also took the gene mutation project with them.

The research was forcibly terminated, which was incredibly upsetting for any researcher.

However, they had no position to complain, given that the research institute only wanted Lian Zhen and Li Qiao.

...

The dinner ended in less than an hour.

Li Qiao, Lian Zhen, and Fu Lvting were the last to leave.

Lian Zhen said he was meeting a classmate and, after arranging a time to report with Li Qiao for the next day, left first after bidding farewell.

In the parking lot, Fu Lvting glanced at his car, "It’s still early, want to visit the old man at the martial arts school?"

Li Qiao’s car was parked next to his. She flipped her car keys and replied without much thought, "Sure."

The South Sea Conference at the Royal Hotel had also just ended that afternoon.

She would visit her teacher and, by the way, pass on Tu Anliang’s situation.

Hearing this, Fu Lvting’s eyes lit up with a smile, and soon they got into their cars, one after the other, and drove out of the parking lot.

The drive from the food street to the Fu Family Martial Arts School took about forty minutes.

Fu Lvting’s car was leading the way, but as soon as they got on the main road, his phone rang.

"Xiao Li, what’s up?"

He glanced back through the rearview mirror, suddenly noticing that Li Qiao’s car had turned left at the intersection behind him.

At the same time, Li Qiao’s faint voice came through the phone, "Brother Fu, you go ahead, I’ve got something to take care of and won’t make it tonight."

Fu Lvting had already merged onto the main road. He frowned at the disappearing Mercedes, sensing something was amiss.

While he hadn’t interacted with Li Qiao much, her character was to stick to her words.

This kind of last-minute change was almost unheard of.

Slowing down, Fu Lvting tentatively asked, "Did something happen?"

"No." Li Qiao’s indifferent tone betrayed nothing unusual, "There’s something at home I need to deal with. You go back to the martial arts school and give my regards to the teacher."

Fu Lvting didn’t press further and signed off after acknowledging, perhaps there really was an issue at home.

He took another glance at the rearview mirror, pursed his lips, and sped up again, merging back into the traffic.

On the other side, Li Qiao hung up the phone and tossed it onto the passenger seat.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, the corners of her mouth curled into a mocking cold sneer.

The brakes had failed.

In fact, from the moment she drove out of the parking lot, something felt wrong. The car shook unnaturally, it wouldn’t slow down, and by the time she was on the main road, she had enough to determine the problem with the car.

Li Qiao looked ahead with a detached expression, although the car speed couldn’t be reduced, she still maintained control of the vehicle.

About ten minutes later, three black vans joined the pursuit. She glanced at the road signs and smoothly turned the steering wheel towards South City.

Half an hour later, a Mercedes-Benz G-Class stormed into the main hall doors of the Athena Sleepless City in South City without any warning.

It wasn’t yet eight o’clock in the evening, and the Sleepless City hadn’t opened for business.

The robust frame of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class shattered the glass doors of the Sleepless City, the hood dented inwards, entirely destroying the grand entrance, leaving the lavish lobby in complete disarray.

Broken glass, bricks, pieces of the door frame, debris scattered everywhere.

The Sleepless City bodyguards who had narrowly escaped the crash sheltered behind the columns, grateful to be alive.

The domineering black Mercedes-Benz G-Class was now parked right in the center of the lobby.

For the moment, no one dared approach, and even the street outside quickly attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Upstairs, Tu Anliang, having heard the commotion, came out cursing, followed by his men.

He had returned to Sleepless City from the Royal Hotel at three o’clock in the afternoon.

South City, taken over by Qiu Huan.

But that didn’t mean he was ready to accept it.

Tu Anliang, radiating murderous energy, walked down the staircase and glanced at the lobby, his temples nearly exploding.

Sleepless City was his foundation in South City, his base for earning money.

Now, with the lobby in ruins and the facade of the whole nightclub destroyed, it was clear there would be no business until the entrance was repaired.

Yet, when Tu Anliang saw the Mercedes, he narrowed his eyes and touched his beard, a sinister smile spreading across his face.

Before long, he descended the stairs, kicked aside the rubble at his feet, and walked straight towards the driver’s compartment of the Mercedes.

Outside, the three black vans that had been trailing Li Qiao also stopped along the curbside.

Tu Anliang’s men, hurrying in, were baffled by the scene.

They indeed intended to kidnap Li Qiao without exerting any effort; surely she could have stopped by crashing into a tree, but why slam straight into his Sleepless City’s doors?

At that moment, Tu Anliang craned his neck to look inside the Mercedes, hearing no sound, he reached out to pull the door, but the slightly deformed door was forcefully pushed open from the inside, striking him right on the forehead.

Recoiling from the force, Tu Anliang staggered back several steps, seeing stars.

"Fuck..."

This sudden turn of events caught Tu Anliang off-guard.

As his men managed to support him, a figure also stepped out of the vehicle at a leisurely pace.

The steering wheel’s airbag had deployed, but the car was in excellent condition. Aside from a slightly red forehead, Li Qiao appeared entirely unharmed.

She walked towards Tu Anliang, stepping over the scattered debris, her expression cool, her frame slender, standing amidst the chaos, surrounded by Tu Anliang’s men.

Li Qiao was encircled.

Tu Anliang shook his head, his gaze dark yet triumphant, "Do you think, you could still..."

Li Qiao didn’t care for his blather, reaching up to touch her own forehead, she slowly lifted her eyelids, "I once promised Jiugong that I would spare you."

Jiugong had severed his own arm but still had concerns for this son.

Why couldn’t he just live peacefully?

These words were beyond Tu Anliang’s expectations.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, his emotions seemingly uncontrollable, suddenly he bellowed, "He told you to spare me? What right does that old bastard have to spout such nonsense?"