Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 461 Warning Text Message

Wind Chime changed into a red cheongsam, embroidered with colorful flowers, the slit almost reaching the waistline, revealing a snow-white jade-like long leg as she walked.

Though only half of her long leg was visible, it was tantalizingly half-hidden, adding even more mystery and allure.

Following behind her was Wind Valley, still in a black trench coat, dressed like a magician, wearing a tall top hat, his face pale, like a vampire walking in sunlight.

He gently took off his hat and bowed slightly to Xu Xiangbei: "Good day, President Xu. May your business flourish and your profits abound."

Xu Xiangbei smiled lightly and said, "Is it just you two? Where’s your band?"

Wind Chime’s voice was as sweet as silver bells, her smile beautiful: "They entered through the back door to set up the props for the performance."

"Oh, we’re looking forward to your show later. Are you ready?"

Before Wind Chime could answer, Wind Valley responded eagerly, with a mysterious look in his eyes: "Of course, we’re ready. Absolutely foolproof."

Xu Xiangbei chuckled and continued, "That’s good. You disappointed me somewhat the other night, I hope today won’t be the same. We are all waiting to see your performance."

Detecting the hidden meaning in Xu Xiangbei’s words, Wind Valley’s gaze flickered with suspicion, and he became cold and stern, sneering, "This time, we won’t let President Xu down. Not only will it satisfy President Xu, but everyone else too."

Wind Chime’s expression grew tense, she interrupted her brother’s conversation with Xu Xiangbei, pulling her brother towards the elevator: "We need to hurry and prepare, President Xu, see you later."

"Alright, see you later."

Aside from workers needing overtime in the workshop, managers and employees from all departments of Thunderbird Company had arrived, filling the auditorium.

Ding, Xu Xiangbei received a text message on his phone from an unknown number: During the magic performance, do not look into the magician’s eyes. Be careful.

Even without receiving this message, Xu Xiangbei had sensed something peculiar about Wind Valley’s gaze. At the Crown KTV, he looked at him twice, and both times he felt dizzy. This was definitely no coincidence; it must be some kind of hypnosis.

However, he had practiced the "Eight Heavenly Needles" from the "Ancient Primordial Scripture." The Eight Heavenly Needles is an inner family Heart Method that gathers worldly energy, channeling intention and energy to deter inner demons, allowing entry into the chaotic state described in the "Ancient Primordial Scripture," impervious to evil. So, although Wind Valley’s hypnosis affected him, it triggered the defensive mechanism of the Ancient Primordial Scripture, granting him resistance.

Xu Xiangbei almost walked onto the stage during Wind Valley’s magic performance due to being hypnotized, luckily someone hit him with a cork from a wine bottle, waking him and avoiding disaster.

Both times he was nearly caught by looking into Wind Valley’s eyes, and the warning text reinforced Xu Xiangbei’s suspicions.

Xu Xiangbei sneered: "Trying to kill me, it’s not going to be that easy."

In the surveillance room, Ah Rong was intently watching the monitors, hidden cameras were installed in the rest rooms prepared for the Feng siblings.

"Have you found anything?"

Ah Rong shook her head, her sleek bob flowing smoothly like water, her face full of skepticism: "Nothing much, just ordinary magic props. But from my experience, that magician looks so shabby, he’s definitely no good. Should we tie him up and interrogate him?"

Xu Xiangbei laughed: "They still have to perform for the audience. If you capture the magician, who’ll perform the show then? You think you can go on stage and do it?"

Ah Rong’s pretty face showed a hint of anxiety: "According to what you say, if this mage is really a hypnosis expert, you might be in danger. Better to act first than suffer later."

Xu Xiangbei tends to disregard kindness when people worry about him. He gently sniffed, savoring the fragrance of Ah Rong’s shampoo, playfully grinning: "No need, what shampoo are you using today? It smells great."

Ah Rong scowled mildly: "Stop being so frivolous, alright? Hypnosis is very malevolent. If you get confused, it’s a scarier weapon than swords or guns."

"Same as always, soldiers countering every attack, flood blocked with earth."

Through the surveillance cameras, Xu Xiangbei noticed that Xiao Lin and Ouyang Jiahui had arrived at the building and immediately ran out of the monitoring room with enthusiasm.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei disregard her advice and run off to meet the beauties, Ah Rong helplessly shook her head: "This guy would risk his life to see beautiful women. I really regret taking this task. How could Elder Xu have such a grandson?"

Xiao Lin wore a high-neck off-shoulder floor-length gown, styled with an elevated circular bun, with a pair of jade earrings gently swaying on her elegant collarbone.

The dress’s embroidered high-neck design made Xiao Lin’s already tall figure appear even more slender and graceful.

A pair of snow-white arms hugged an elegantly simple colored ancient zither. Her steps were as light as a lotus, resembling a fairy stepping out of a vintage painting.

Ouyang Jiahui followed beside her, petite in stature, styled with a clumsy citrus-shaped hairstyle, the contrast with Xiao Lin’s towering figure making her seem like a maidservant.

Xu Xiangbei jumped out with a smile: "My dear niece, long time no see, do you miss your Uncle?"

Ouyang Jiahui glared at Xu Xiangbei, feigning annoyance: "Miss you? Hardly! It’s my rare break, and I still have to attend your company’s anniversary celebration."

Xu Xiangbei’s gaze settled on Xiao Lin, showing an insatiable thirst, swallowing hard, his face almost touching Xiao Lin’s, luckily Ouyang Jiahui stepped in front of Xiao Lin.

"Young lady, you’re also preparing a performance, aren’t you? Just watching you, even without the show, is breathtaking enough. You look stunning."

Xiao Lin blushed, her smile resembling the misty rain of Jiangnan, elusive yet graceful: "Brother Xu, I haven’t played the zither for a long time, you insist on me performing, I’m afraid I might make mistakes."

Xu Xiangbei cheekily replied: "This isn’t a high-class performance, you’re here to entertain. As long as you perform, tonight’s grand prize will go to you."

Ouyang Jiahui expressed disdain: "Grand prize? Probably shampoo or laundry detergent, nothing great, yet you want Xiao Lin to perform, aren’t you embarrassed without offering at least ten thousand as an appearance fee?"

Xiao Lin laughed: "This time is a friendly sponsorship, not about money, as long as there’s a gift that’s fine."

Xu Xiangbei beamed: "Heard that? Miss Xiao is beautiful and kind-hearted, she has high consciousness. Unlike you, always chasing money. Let me tell you, our company is wealthy, the first prize gift is worth at least ten thousand!"

Ouyang Jiahui scoffed: "Only ten thousand? Isn’t that pitiful?"

Xu Xiangbei, full of curiosity, reached to touch the ancient zither in Xiao Lin’s arms but ended up touching her tender white arms, feeling her skin smooth and soft like water, warm and delicate, involuntarily swallowed again.

Ouyang Jiahui quickly pushed Xu Xiangbei away, leading Xiao Lin into the elevator: "Shameless, touching randomly, just wanting to take advantage of beautiful women."