Chapter 309 — How Did You Get In
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Though Xie Guangbo lived in a grand villa, he was not a man fond of extravagance. He lived here entirely on account of his status as a shareholder—there were times, in many situations, when a man could not afford to lose face. Live too shabbily, and business partners would begin to doubt your substance.
Widowed in middle age, Xie Guangbo had never remarried. He was a man of few material desires and little interest in women, so after his wife's death he had not brought any dubious women home to live with him. If Xie Guangbo had one great wish, it was that his son might take over his business and make a name for himself in the world.
But what he had never expected was this: he had sent his son abroad to study out of good intentions, hoping the boy would learn something and come back to help him—and instead the boy had fallen into gambling and drugs...
Gambling was not so bad—a little wagering was harmless diversion, and Xie Guangbo himself occasionally played a few rounds with old friends. But drugs... that was a bottomless pit. No fortune, however vast, could survive being poured into it.
This time, his son had actually run up a debt of a hundred million to a foreign gang... Furious as Xie Guangbo was, this was his only son. He could not simply wash his hands of him.
Xie Guangbo had just finished a call with his son. Looking at the sorry sight of the boy, face bruised and swollen from a beating, Xie Guangbo's heart ached. He wished he could charge to his son's side and free him from there.
"Xie Guangbo?" A voice sounded in front of Xie Guangbo. He started, and instinctively raised his head—only to see a sight that left him astonished.
"You... who... who are you?" Xie Guangbo stared at Wei Zhao as though he had seen a ghost, his face full of disbelief. He had just finished talking with his son online, sat in a daze for a moment, and somehow a person was now standing in his room.
What shocked Xie Guangbo was not that Wei Zhao had appeared soundlessly in his room, but how Wei Zhao had gotten in. While on the call with his son, Xie Guangbo had deliberately locked the door from the inside to prevent the household's nanny and guards from overhearing, and every key to the room was in his own hands. So how had this man gotten in?
The crucial question was: how had he gotten in? There were nannies and guards downstairs. If Wei Zhao had come in, it was impossible that he had not alerted them. Had it been a normal visit, the nanny should have come up to announce him; had it been an unauthorized intrusion, the guards should have stopped him!
Yet this man had somehow walked in and stood right before him, while Xie Guangbo himself had not noticed a thing.
This bodes ill. That was Xie Guangbo's first reaction. He was a man who had seen enough of the world, and he recovered his composure at once. "How did you get in?"