10 – Cоrрsе fаlling frоm thе skу
Through thе gар, Jiаng Sоngran saw Sheng Сhuуang’s gazе.
It was a gаzе thаt lооkеd down uроn еvеrything.
It was а gaze that madе оne fееl аs if stаnding оn the еdgе оf an abуss.
Jiаng Songrаn was so frightenеd that сold sweat рourеd down likе а waterfаll. He tried tо ореn his mouth to sреаk, but nо sound cаme оut.
At that mоment, he suddеnly reаlized with regret thаt hе shоuld not hаvе provokеd Sheng Сhuуang.
…
Thеre was mоvemеnt аt hеr feеt.
Sheng Chuуang loоkеd dоwn and met a pair of round, gleаming сat eyes.
Раng Qiu let out a sоft “mеow,” then wiggled its plump body and trotted off in another direction.
After a few steps, it turned back to glance at Sheng Chuyang, signaling for her to follow.
Following the direction Pang Qiu had gone, she saw Bo Chenjing.
She followed Pang Qiu to Bo Chenjing’s side and naturally sat down next to him.
Given Bo Chenjing’s status, he naturally sat at the same table as Old Master Jiang, personally hosted by the birthday celebrant.
Everyone else, including Old Master Jiang, had gone to the other side to check on Jiang Songran’s injuries.
At the large table filled with fragrant dishes, Sheng Chuyang picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.
The first to return was Song Wu.
He first whispered to Bo Chenjing, “Young Master Jiang’s injuries aren’t serious, just a broken arm.”
After saying this, he glanced at Sheng Chuyang.
Breaking the birthday celebrant’s grandson’s arm and then shamelessly feasting at the celebrant’s banquet—this Miss Sheng… was truly no ordinary person.
Bo Chenjing also looked at Sheng Chuyang and said with an unreadable tone, “It seems she showed mercy.”
In the midst of her frantic eating, Sheng Chuyang spared a moment to casually reply to Bo Chenjing, “Didn’t you tell me to go easy?”
Last night, when Bo Chenjing had escorted Sheng Chuyang back to the Sheng residence, he could already tell that Sheng Nanting was planning something underhanded.
But with Sheng Chuyang’s skills, the ones at a disadvantage would only be those bodyguards.
That was why he had called her and told her to go easy.
Bo Chenjing could easily tell that Sheng Chuyang was brushing him off.
He curled his lips in a faint, ambiguous smile, reached out to turn the lazy Susan, and brought down the large lobster she had been eyeing repeatedly, placing it right in front of her.
Song Wu, who had been about to reach for the lobster with his chopsticks: “…” Was he not worthy?
…
When Old Master Jiang returned and saw Sheng Chuyang eating heartily, his expression immediately darkened.
“Chuyang, Songran is injured. Aren’t you going to accompany him to the hospital?”
As the birthday celebrant, he had to stay and entertain the guests. As Jiang Songran’s fiancée, Sheng Chuyang should, by all accounts, go and take care of him.
Sheng Chuyang: “No.”
Old Master Jiang’s face fell. “Chuyang, I know Songran can be immature at times, but after all, the two of you are going to get married…”
Sheng Chuyang put down her chopsticks. “Who said I’m marrying him?”
Old Master Jiang: “You…”
In the past, this girl had always been respectful toward him. What was wrong with her today?
“I don’t like Jiang Songran. Let’s cancel this engagement sooner rather than later.” After saying this, Sheng Chuyang buried her head in her food again.
Mindful of Bo Chenjing’s presence, Old Master Jiang suppressed his anger. “Sixth Master, please excuse this. Young people these days are all so temperamental.”
Bo Chenjing neither agreed nor disagreed.
Song Wu muttered quietly to himself: What’s this? Miss Sheng even dared to kick Sixth Master.
…
Halfway through the banquet, Jiang Songran returned with his arm bandaged.
Old Master Jiang had specifically asked someone to clear the seat next to Sheng Chuyang for him.
Jiang Songran, his face pale, said, “I’ll just stand.”
Sheng Chuyang took a moment to glance at Jiang Songran’s arm. Seeing it bandaged so thickly that it looked several times larger, she couldn’t help but take another look.
Just how much stuff did they wrap around it?Jiang Songran, however, thought Sheng Chuyang was displeased with him again and shrank back in fright toward the other side.
On that side sat Song Wu.
Song Wu politely spoke up, “Young Master Jiang, you’re crowding me.”
Jiang Songran grabbed Song Wu tightly. “Switch seats with me. You sit next to her, go!”
“Huh?” Before Song Wu could react, Jiang Songran pushed him away.
Song Wu could only sit beside Sheng Chuyang with a bewildered expression.
Sheng Chuyang, who had been focused on eating, suddenly looked up at the chandelier overhead.
“Miss Sheng, what are you looking at?” Song Wu also looked up.
Sheng Chuyang murmured, “There’s something on the chandelier.”
The banquet hall had a ceiling height of twenty meters—how could she possibly see something up there clearly?
“What thing?” Song Wu strained his eyes until they blurred but couldn’t spot anything on the chandelier.
Just then.
With a loud crash, the crystal chandelier plummeted down, smashing the dining table to pieces.
Sheng Chuyang swiftly stepped back, still holding her rice bowl.
She remained completely unharmed by the shards of crystal.
Others weren’t so fortunate.
The worst off was Jiang Songran.
“Ah!! Someone’s dead!!”
Along with the crystal chandelier, a corpse had also fallen.
This body, dropping from above, landed right in front of Jiang Songran.
Jiang Songran fainted from fright.
Old Master Jiang was also badly shaken. Supported by two people to steady himself, he shouted sternly, “Call the police, call the police!”
The scene descended into chaos.
Sheng Chuyang continued scooping rice from her bowl while observing the corpse.
Seeing this, Old Master Jiang angrily snapped, “How can you still be eating!”
Sheng Chuyang took two more bites right in front of him.
At that, Old Master Jiang fainted from rage.
Sheng Chuyang set her empty bowl aside and was about to step closer to the corpse when Bo Chenjing pulled her back.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to go take a look at the corpse.”
Bo Chenjing paused. “Preserve the scene.”
Sheng Chuyang explained, “But there’s something strange about this corpse.”
Bo Chenjing’s expression grew more serious. “What’s strange?”
“The corpse has no scent of blood.” Normal humans should carry the scent of blood.
Bo Chenjing’s face darkened completely. “So, you mean his blood was drained.”
“Most likely, yes.” As she spoke, Sheng Chuyang’s voice gradually softened.
Blood drained…
Could it be a vampire’s doing?
But the passage from the City of Eternal Night to the human world is closed.
Any vampire with a permit to enter the human world must pass through strict, multi-layered screening—they wouldn’t prey on humans.
If it really is a vampire’s crime, it definitely isn’t from the City of Eternal Night.
But humans wouldn’t care whether it’s from the City of Eternal Night or not.
The police arrived just then.
Leading the team was Chief Deng, whom Sheng Chuyang had met the day before.
Chief Deng exchanged greetings with Bo Chenjing, then ordered his officers to set up a cordon and seal off the scene.
Everyone present had to give statements.
Chief Deng also knew that those present were either wealthy or influential and wouldn’t easily cooperate with giving statements.
So, he discussed with Bo Chenjing, “Sixth Master, could I trouble you to give a statement?”
Bo Chenjing nodded and was the first to give his statement.
With Bo Chenjing cooperating so readily, naturally no one else dared to act more arrogantly than him. They all obediently waited their turn.
Sheng Chuyang, still unwilling to give up, stood by the cordon, staring intently at the corpse from a distance.
On the other side, Bo Chenjing had already finished giving his statement.”I need an autopsy report.”
Chief Deng nodded. “Don’t worry, Sixth Master. I’ll send someone to deliver it to you as soon as the results are ready.”
Sheng Chuyang, with her extraordinary hearing, clearly overheard their entire conversation.