They knew that if they stayed, Mr. Yao would know they were here when he came to the company tomorrow morning, and it would be much harder for them to leave then.
Xiang Jingchen frowned. He dared not rashly believe that Mr. Yao was innocent, nor that Mr. Yao would let them go just because they were his relatives.
"Let's hide in the bathroom, and when we hear something in the morning, we'll hide by the door. As soon as the door opens, we'll find a way to escape."
"Will that work? Will we be discovered?"
Yan Xi was a little worried. Mr. Yao was surrounded by bodyguards. It wasn't just the two of them; they could even detect an ant.
"I'm not sure, but it's the best option."
Yan Xi sighed. It seemed like this was the only way. Otherwise, they would have to jump out of the window, and they were on the thirtieth floor; jumping would surely be fatal.
Yan Xi and Xiang Jingchen hid in the bathroom together.
Xiang Jingchen stared at his phone, wanting to tap the record button several times, but he didn't have the courage.
He didn't know what kind of person his maternal grandfather was, or what he had done to his mother.
Why his mother had died.
"Sister, weren't you looking for that voice recorder? I know that voice recorder was a birthday gift from Auntie to Grandpa when Grandma was still alive. Back then, Grandpa and Grandma had a very good relationship, and Auntie suggested using that voice recorder to document their daily lives, so they wouldn't have any regrets even if they were gone in the future."
Perhaps it was in their most vulnerable moments that people yearned for family the most.
Xiang Jingchen now called Yan Xi "sister" without feeling awkward.
After all, he already knew that Yan Xi was his aunt's daughter, his cousin.
Before, Xiang Jingchen didn't want to call her "sister" because he felt Yan Xi was a young girl who needed his protection.
Moreover, deep down, he had some feelings for Yan Xi.
He didn't want to acknowledge Yan Xi's identity, nor did he want to be relatives with Yan Xi.
But now, Xiang Jingchen seemed to have no choice but to confide in Yan Xi.
Yan Xi looked at Xiang Jingchen, not understanding why he was willing to talk to her now.
Xiang Jingchen gave a helpless wry smile and explained, "To be honest, I never thought I'd tell you these things, but sister, if you're looking for that voice recorder, I can help you."
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
"I just don't want you to take risks. My grandfather is ruthless. If you touch his sensitive spot, he won't hesitate to destroy you himself, regardless of family ties."
Hearing Xiang Jingchen say this, Yan Xi couldn't help but shiver.
She dared not imagine what kind of person Mr. Yao was.
The next day!
Early in the morning, Mr. Yao arrived at the company.
As soon as he opened his office door, a bodyguard stepped forward to report, "Sir, Fu Yan Ting wants to see you. What do you think..."
"Hmph, does he think he's the king of Yan City and can do whatever he wants? Don't forget, this is Kyoto."
After speaking, Mr. Yao said indifferently, "Since he's here on his own accord, I'll go meet him."
Saying that, he glanced back and walked out.
Xiang Jingchen felt that heaven was helping him.
He quickly woke up the sleeping Yan Xi and, without thinking much, pulled Yan Xi's hand and hurried out.
Fortunately, Mr. Yao's bodyguards were not guarding the door but had followed Mr. Yao out.
This gave them a chance to escape.
Mr. Yao returned to his office and saw that everything seemed normal, yet something felt off. He narrowed his eyes and walked to the computer, only to find that the mouse had been moved.
Mr. Yao was always a highly cautious person.
To prevent these people from snooping, he habitually kept his mouse on the left side.
However, the mouse was now on the right.
Mr. Yao's expression changed drastically. He called for a bodyguard, who didn't know what Mr. Yao wanted.
Mr. Yao asked indifferently, "Who has been in my office?"
"Sir, we've been guarding the door all along. No one has been in,"
Mr. Yao didn't believe the bodyguard and demanded to see the surveillance footage. However, yesterday's footage was broken. Even after it was repaired, there was no trace of last night's events.
Mr. Yao frowned. Who dared to trespass into his office?
After Xiang Jingchen and Yan Xi left, they both felt as if it were a dream. Yan Xi had prepared herself for the possibility of being caught by Mr. Yao.
But they had successfully left.
Having not slept all night, Yan Xi felt tired and dizzy, and then she fainted.
Fortunately, Xiang Jingchen caught Yan Xi with quick reflexes and asked worriedly, "Sister, what's wrong?"
Xiang Jingchen had never been in such a situation and was truly terrified.
He kept pressing Yan Xi's philtrum.
But this didn't seem to be working, as Yan Xi showed no signs of waking up.
Xiang Jingchen felt a bit awkward. Was he supposed to give Yan Xi artificial respiration?
He did have a slight liking for Yan Xi, but Yan Xi was his aunt's daughter. After Xiang Jingchen learned about Yan Xi's relationship with Yao Wan Qi, he had suppressed his inner feelings.
He just hadn't expected Yan Xi to faint.
And even needing him to perform artificial respiration.
Xiang Jingchen suddenly felt a little nervous. Looking at Yan Xi, he couldn't help but say, "Sister, I'm sorry. I don't mean to offend you. I'm saving you."
After speaking, Xiang Jingchen leaned down to give Yan Xi artificial respiration.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from above Xiang Jingchen's head.
Xiang Jingchen looked up and saw Fu Yan Ting standing there, looking at him and Yan Xi coldly.
Xiang Jingchen didn't mean anything by it; he was just worried about Yan Xi and wanted to give her artificial respiration. He didn't expect Fu Yan Ting to catch him in the act.
Xiang Jingchen simply handed Yan Xi over to Fu Yan Ting, who calmly took Yan Xi from Xiang Jingchen's arms.
Xiang Jingchen didn't want to explain his relationship with Yan Xi to Fu Yan Ting. He only spoke to Fu Yan Ting with a warning tone, "If you dare to treat Xi Xi badly in the future, I won't let you off."
Fu Yan Ting glanced at Xiang Jingchen indifferently, let out a cold laugh, as if mocking his overestimation of himself, and left with Yan Xi in his arms without looking back.
Xiang Jingchen was left standing alone. He hadn't done anything, but he felt like he had been caught in adultery, making him extremely uncomfortable.