Lock Him in the Basement

"Xuan, wait for me..." Su Hua murmured.

However,

now she only had the location of the Shang Organization and was not familiar with its internal affairs at all.

Moreover, Xuan was in their hands.

Once she took direct action against the Shang Organization, Zhao Long might do something to Xuan.

She couldn't let Xuan be in danger.

All she could do was enter the Shang Organization alone as Zhao Long demanded.

As for the others, they could only secretly figure out the surrounding layout and then make further plans.

After Su Hua gave all the instructions, she called Butler Wang.

"Miss," Butler Wang's respectful voice came from the phone.

Su Hua said, "Replace the bed and the table in the bedroom."

She had a cleanliness fetish and didn't want to keep things that had been touched by men other than Xuan.

Butler Wang was stunned.

Why did the miss suddenly want to replace these things?

"And lock up the man in the bedroom," Su Hua added after a pause. "Lock him in the basement and treat him well. Don't hurt him."

Su Hua didn't dare to impose any punishment on Cheng Da, who was pretending to be Lin Xuan.

Xuan had asked him to play himself, which meant Xuan must trust him very much.

What if Xuan blamed her if she did something to that man?

Xuan had regained his memory and would surely be tired of her. She couldn't do anything to annoy Xuan anymore. She wanted to please Xuan, and maybe there would still be a chance to make amends.

After experiencing the warmth Xuan had given her in the past year and more, she no longer wanted to go back to the old days when Xuan and she were at odds with each other.

Hearing Su Hua's instructions, Butler Wang widened his eyes. "Miss, that's Young Master Lin. You want to lock him in the basement?"

The miss loved Young Master Lin so much. How could she bear to do that?

Could it be that Young Master Lin had done something unbearable to the miss, so the miss wanted to lock him up?

But locking him in the basement...

Oh no!

Could it be that the miss was suddenly tired of Young Master Lin?

That's why the miss wanted to throw away those things and lock up Young Master Lin.

Butler Wang frowned tightly.

This couldn't happen. Young Master Lin was the only one who had walked into the miss's heart over the years. If the miss really didn't like Young Master Lin anymore, she might end up spending the rest of her life alone.

"Miss," Butler Wang began to persuade her earnestly. "Did Young Master Lin hurt your heart again? There might be a misunderstanding. I think you'd better find out clearly."

"Moreover, Young Master Lin has a bit of a cold. The basement is cold and damp, which might be bad for his health."

Su Hua said, "The man in Night Garden is not Xuan. Xuan is outside," still in the Shang Organization.

After saying that, Su Hua hung up the phone.

Butler Wang was confused. "???"

The man in the room wasn't Young Master Lin?

He had just sent medicine to Young Master Lin.

Butler Wang was worried that Su Hua had made a mistake. He went upstairs to confirm it himself. He told the bodyguards to wait outside the room for his instructions.

Then he knocked on the door of Su Hua and Lin Xuan's bedroom.

Butler Wang had spent quite a long time with Lin Xuan in Night Garden. Cheng Da was afraid that Butler Wang knew Lin Xuan very well and might see through his disguise. So he simply continued to pretend to be asleep.

Butler Wang pushed the door open directly.

He looked at Cheng Da's face on the bed and frowned tightly.

Wasn't this Young Master Lin?

The only difference on the face was that there were a few more pimples than when the miss left. But it was normal to have pimples.

Could it be that the miss had misunderstood?

Just then, Cheng Da couldn't control himself and let out a series of coughs. He instinctively wanted to cover his mouth.

"Young Master Lin, you're awake," Butler Wang said.

"Yeah," Cheng Da nodded in a hoarse voice.

"Young Master Lin, your throat?" Butler Wang frowned.

Cheng Da pointed to his throat and then waved his hand at Butler Wang, indicating that he couldn't speak now.

Since he entered the room, Butler Wang had looked around and still hadn't found any signs. He always felt that the man in front of him was Young Master Lin.

After all, they had the same face.

However, he had to follow the miss's words.

"Come in," Butler Wang ordered.

Four bodyguards walked in.

Cheng Da was stunned.

What was this...

Butler Wang said respectfully, "Young Master Lin, please come with us to the basement. The miss thought you weren't Young Master Lin and sent us to lock you in the basement."

Cheng Da's eyes widened.

What was going on?

He thought what he had done was seamless. He was wearing a human - skin mask given by the gang leader. He had looked at it in the mirror for a long time and was sure that no one could tell he wasn't the gang leader just by looking at the face.

As for the conversation with General Manager Su, it was all prepared by the gang leader in advance, and he just copied and pasted it.

As for speaking, his voice was hoarse, and no one could tell he wasn't the real gang leader just by his voice.

Moreover, General Manager Su was far away in the Ugly Country (this might be a wrong term in the original text, perhaps a typo).

Now General Manager Su suspected his identity. What about the gang leader...

Cheng Da was so anxious that he was pacing back and forth, but he had no way to do anything. He could only pretend to know nothing.

He nodded and followed Butler Wang to the basement.

In the dimly - lit basement, Butler Wang said respectfully, "Young Master Lin, you'll have to stay here for a while. I'll send someone to bring you the things you need. Don't worry. When the miss comes back, she'll recognize your identity."

"Okay," Cheng Da nodded.

Cheng Da didn't bring his phone. He walked around in the basement.

It was over. This was really over.

He had been discovered by General Manager Su, but he had no tools at all. He had no way to tell the gang leader that General Manager Su suspected and even discovered his identity.

By the way, how was the gang leader's plan going?

Was the gang leader still safe?

On this side, at the Shang Organization,

The people of the Golden Dragon Gang were still infiltrating the Shang Organization little by little.

Lin Xuan's consciousness was still in the space.

However, he had been paying attention to the outside world. He didn't know when he should wake up.

He was afraid that waking up too late or too early would make them notice something was wrong.

This matter was too dangerous. One small mistake, and he would die, and the Golden Dragon Gang would also be destroyed.

If he died, Huaobao wouldn't live either.

He had to be more careful and make no mistakes at all.

Zhao Long walked in. His eyes fell on Lin Xuan, who was still lying unconscious on the hospital bed. He frowned and said, "When will he wake up?"

"Probably in about half an hour," Derkson replied.

"Okay."

Zhao Long nodded.

He sat there waiting for Lin Xuan to wake up. He looked at the time. "Half an hour?"

Ling Ye would arrive in an hour. The timing was just right.

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