Chapter 62: Nan Xing is not even fit to shine Li Beitian's shoes

Wang Baozhu shook her head and replied truthfully, "I'm not sure either. I heard my dad and the others talking about it this morning. Our Wang family hasn't offended anyone lately."

"If that's the case, then who on earth would have nothing better to do than hack your family's system?"

Nan Zhen'er paused for a moment, then a sudden thought crossed her mind. "Baozhu, could it be that you offended someone without realizing it?"

Wang Baozhu rested her chin on one hand as Nan Zhen'er's words instantly jogged her memory.

"Aside from Nan Xing, I haven't crossed paths with anyone recently."

With that, Wang Baozhu's gaze dimmed again. "But based on Nan Xing alone, does she even have that kind of ability?"

A completely unremarkable country bumpkin—how could she possibly have the capability to hack into their corporate system, which was heavily guarded by layers of top-tier computer experts?

Unless Nan Xing possessed hacker-level advanced technical skills.

Otherwise, no matter what anyone said, she simply wouldn't believe it.

It was Nan Xing again.

Nan Zhen'er curled her lips coldly. "You really can't be so sure about that."

"What do you mean?" Wang Baozhu was utterly puzzled.

"A classmate of mine saw Nan Xing at Jade Forest Bay. According to her description, it's quite possible that Nan Xing has been kept by some older man."

Nan Zhen'er analyzed, "Think about it, anyone with the capital to live in Jade Forest Bay must be a person of certain status and influence in Beixin City. Who knows, maybe Nan Xing whispered some pillow talk..."

Put that way, everything suddenly made sense.

***

During the recent incident at Star Coast, although Li Beitian had appeared in the nick of time, Nan Xing had still gotten the worst of it against Wang Baozhu.

Nursing her anger afterwards, Nan Xing certainly had every reason to harbor a desire for revenge.

"Zhen'er, I have a bold guess," Wang Baozhu suddenly leaned forward. "Could the person at Jade Forest Bay be none other than Beixin's overlord, Li Beitian?"

Nan Zhen'er almost spat out the water she was drinking.

She had to admire Wang Baozhu's boundless imagination.

"How is that possible? That is the formidable Beixin overlord, Li Beitian! A favored son of the heavens like him—how could he possibly take a fancy to someone like Nan Xing?"

"Fourth Uncle showed up at Star Coast last time; it was probably just a coincidence, or perhaps he was afraid it would damage the Li family's reputation."

Wang Baozhu thought about it and decided Nan Zhen'er made a fair point. "Mm, you're right. An ugly wretch like Nan Xing isn't even qualified to shine Li Beitian's shoes."

Having finished venting her grievances about Nan Xing, Nan Zhen'er felt a bit uncomfortable in her stomach and stood up to go to the restroom.

Nan Xing was just about to leave the restroom when she heard a familiar voice.

Nan Zhen'er was here too?

Nan Xing paused her steps and cocked her head to listen.

"What did you say? You didn't manage to keep tabs on Nan Xing?"

"Hmph, at this hour, she must be busy getting intimate with her old man."

"Just stay sharp. I refuse to believe Nan Xing is going to hole up in Jade Forest Bay forever without coming out."

***

"Alright, that's enough for now. Let me know immediately if anything comes up, and our Nan family won't treat you poorly."

Ending the call, Nan Zhen'er washed her hands at the sink and walked out without raising her head, colliding directly with Nan Xing.

"Who do you think you are? Are you blind or what?" Nan Zhen'er demanded angrily as she looked up.

However, the moment she laid eyes on the person before her, her aggressive momentum instantly evaporated.

The woman opposite her was breathtakingly gorgeous—so striking that Nan Zhen'er momentarily forgot the pain of the collision.

Rubbing her arm where she had bumped into Nan Xing, she stared unblinkingly at the other woman.

She couldn't shake the feeling that the woman standing right in front of her looked strangely familiar.

Nan Zhen'er's lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but Nan Xing didn't even spare her a glance, lifting her chin high as she walked out of the restroom.

"Hmph, what's with the high and mighty attitude? So what if she's a bit prettier than me?"

Nan Zhen'er muttered disdainfully, tossing her used paper towel into the trash can nearby.

Then she touched up her lipstick in the mirror and left the restroom with an air of haughty arrogance.

When Nan Xing returned to her private dining room, she noticed an extra person sitting inside.