With Zhao Tong as his informant, Zhao Lianjin knew that Dai Paipai was holding a celebration party at Qingyun Hotel tonight.
He even knew that she was currently on her way back, being escorted by Li Qianfan.
Zhao Lianjin intended to strike during this precise window!
He timed it perfectly so that by the time Dai Paipai returned home, Wang Mingshuai, in his vegetative state, would have succumbed to the poison.
Zhao Lianjin wanted Dai Paipai to witness Wang Mingshuai's death from poisoning firsthand.
He wanted her to experience a kind of pain and fear that words could not describe.
Zhao Lianjin was intimately familiar with Dai Paipai's home.
He had even secretly made a copy of her key while she was being taken to the police station for questioning, and he had accompanied the special task force to her home to investigate the scene.
Using that key, Zhao Lianjin smoothly opened the door to Dai Paipai's apartment.
After entering, Zhao Lianjin pressed himself against the door, his gaze warily scanning the interior.
The apartment was deathly quiet, not a sound to be heard.
A faint scent of medicine mingled with Dai Paipai's unique sweet fragrance permeated the air.
He looked up at the surveillance camera.
He knew very well that everything he was doing was being faithfully recorded by the camera.
Dai Paipai only needed to open her phone and access the monitoring software to see him.
However, Zhao Lianjin didn't care.
He had always conducted his affairs with integrity.
Zhao Lianjin walked briskly to the master bedroom door and quietly pushed it open.
Wang Mingshuai lay there peacefully, just as he had slept soundly in their university dorm room over a decade ago.
"Mingshuai, my good brother."
Zhao Lianjin took a syringe from his pocket and sat on the edge of the bed.
He removed his mask, revealing his stubbled face. "I'm here. I'm going to send you on your final journey."
Wang Mingshuai slept on, silent.
Zhao Lianjin continued, "My brother, we swore back in college to share fortunes and face hardships together. You helped me start the garment factory and married Paipai Jian in my stead. You've been the boss for years, enjoying Dai Paipai for so long. Now it's my turn to be the boss in your place, and my turn to enjoy Paipai Jian in your stead. Only then can we be worthy of the vows we made."
Wang Mingshuai slept on, silent.
Alas.
Zhao Lianjin sighed, "But that slut Paipai Jian, she disregarded our brotherhood's vow. After you fell into your coma, she actually took a fancy to a young man nine years her junior. And shamelessly called him 'Daddy.' Mingshuai, tell me, how should I deal with her in your stead?"
*Clink.*
As Zhao Lianjin and Wang Mingshuai were having this heart-to-heart conversation, Zhao Tong's provided phone buzzed with a message.
He opened it.
The message read: "The car has arrived at the entrance of the community's parking garage."
"Mingshuai, rest in peace. Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of Paipai Jian for you."
Zhao Lianjin stopped waxing nostalgic. Without hesitation, he raised the syringe and injected it into Wang Mingshuai's arm.
The sleeping Wang Mingshuai suddenly twitched.
"Mingshuai, in the future, Paipai Jian and I will visit your grave with our child."
After speaking, Zhao Lianjin put the syringe back in his pocket, then took out a piece of paper and placed it on the cabinet.
He then put on his mask and quickly walked towards the door.
As he closed the door, he glanced back.
The sleeping Wang Mingshuai began to convulse uncontrollably, foam appearing at the corners of his mouth.
"My good brother—"
Zhao Lianjin spoke with deep emotion once more, then disappeared from the camera's view.
In the underground parking lot of the residential complex.
Under the slurred guidance of a tipsy Dai Paipai, Li Qianfan drove to the vicinity of Building 17.
In her state, she was incapable of walking on her own.
Li Qianfan looked at Su Ziyu.
Su Ziyu had also drunk a lot tonight.
She was clearly feeling the effects of the alcohol and probably couldn't stand steadily, yet she was still unwilling to let Li Qianfan escort Dai Paipai home alone.
"I'll support her, you support me."
Su Ziyu's proposed solution was irrefutable.
Li Qianfan readily agreed.
However, it was clear that Su Ziyu had overestimated her abilities when drunk.
Especially since both she and Dai Paipai were wearing high heels.
Let alone supporting each other, they couldn't even stand steadily.
Seeing Su Ziyu, who was holding onto Paipai Boss, about to fall, Li Qianfan quickly assumed a horse stance, putting his right arm around her back and his left hand under her knees.
Su Ziyu then comfortably leaned into Li Qianfan's embrace.
In her arms, she was holding Dai Paipai.
Li Qianfan was troubled and asked, "Wife, do you trust my character?"
Su Ziyu replied straightforwardly, "Of course I trust you. But I don't trust Dai Paipai. What if after you take her home, she mistakes you for her husband? Even if she kisses you, I'd lose out."
Li Qianfan didn't know what to say.
Su Ziyu said, "Little husband, your test has arrived."
What did she mean?
Oh.
Su Ziyu meant for Li Qianfan to carry her upstairs horizontally, and she would carry Dai Paipai.
She was testing Li Qianfan's strength.
With such a possessive wife, all Li Qianfan could do was obey.
It was just a matter of carrying stacked women, right?
Easy peasy!
Li Qianfan feigned exertion as he picked them up.
Just then, someone drove in, also a resident of Building 17.
Upon seeing the scene, the man's eyes widened. "Holy crap, buddy, you're so lucky."
When he said Li Qianfan was lucky, it was naturally because he was carrying two beautiful women at once.
However, the man didn't think Li Qianfan had particularly great strength.
Because he was sure!
If he were in Li Qianfan's shoes, carrying these two stunning beauties would feel effortless.
Li Qianfan chuckled sheepishly. "I'm humbled, truly. Could you please press the button for the 12th floor?"
After the man appeared, Su Ziyu, who was very concerned about appearances in front of others, pretended to pass out drunk.
But why was she peeking through a slit in her eyes, watching Li Qianfan's left hand, afraid he might touch Dai Paipai's leg?
"Thanks, buddy."
When the elevator reached the 12th floor, Li Qianfan thanked the man and stepped out.
As soon as he put down the two beauties in his arms, the completely drunk Dai Paipai collapsed onto the floor.
Li Qianfan ignored her and took out her keys.
The boss Paipai's apartment key was with her car keys.
Li Qianfan supported the unsteady Su Ziyu with his left hand and opened the door with his right.
He first helped Su Ziyu to the sofa in the living room. As he was about to go out to help Dai Paipai, he saw her staggering in, supporting herself against the wall, a dazed, foolish smile on her face. "Su, Dean Su. Welcome, to my humble abode. *Ugh!*"
With a gagging sound, Dai Paipai bent over and spewed profusely.
While Su Ziyu was torn between laughter and tears, she saw Li Qianfan suddenly sniff the air forcefully.
"Does Dai Paipai's wine-serving scent smell good to you?"
Su Ziyu was immediately displeased. Just as she was about to ask this question, she saw Li Qianfan walk quickly to the master bedroom and push open the door.
"Qianfan! How can you barge into someone's bedroom?"
Su Ziyu's expression changed, and she hissed softly.
Li Qianfan, however, turned back and shouted at Dai Paipai, "Boss Paipai, your husband is in trouble!"