From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Soon, the Director, accompanied by Li Qingzhuo, came out with a bow of respect and carefulness. He said to the male officer who had just come out of the interrogation room, “Release Mr. Xue, you’ve got the wrong person. How are you conducting your investigation?”

“Director…” The male officer frowned, only to receive a warning glare from the Director. “Get to it.”

The male officer glanced at Li Qingzhuo, gritted his teeth, and walked back into the interrogation room.

Soon, the male officer returned, escorting a man. The man was elegant and handsome, his visage bright like a clear moon, glowing radiantly.

Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly covered her mouth. Wasn’t this Xue An?

Things were getting more and more complicated.

“Mr. Xue, my deepest apologies indeed, my subordinates arrested the wrong person and caused you trouble” said the short and stout Director, apologising carefully.

Xue An dusted off his sleeves, looked at the male officer with a smile and said, “You have an efficient team under your command, Director. Good job.”

The man standing opposite immediately bowed his head in fear, saying it was his mistake.

Xue An walked past Zhu Xiangxiang, giving her a glance that sent chills down her spine. She instinctively ducked her head, by the time she regain her senses, he was already far away, disappearing into the night.

Xue An was quite unique in the entertainment industry. He had always flown under the radar. He had won the Golden Deer’s Best Actor award at a record young age. People thought him to be full of promise, but over the years, he has been unable to escape the Best Actor label, making one bad movie after another, and was often accused of taking roles in money-laundering films. He had a clean personal life, and only regained public acceptance after he announced his relationship with Liang Yanran. The public loved the couple, although they were not particularly demonstrative of their affection. Most of it was implied, and Xue An stayed relevant in the entertainment industry due to the massive discussions surrounding him and Liang Yanran.

“Why are you back? Are you alright?” a policewoman asked Zhu Xiangxiang with concern.

Zhu Xiangxiang shook her head, licked her lips and asked, “Officer sister, was that Xue An earlier? Is he involved with the case of Liang Xiaohong?”

The policewoman immediately looked around to see if anyone was paying attention before whispering to Zhu Xiangxiang, “You shouldn’t be involved in this anymore. Go home. You should be grateful to Ms. Ming Jing for getting you out of this. Otherwise, you being a young girl… it’s hard to tell how you might end up. Go back now, study properly and stop being involved in the entertainment industry.”

“Mr. Xue, your plane ticket has been prepared. Consider leaving the country for a while to avoid any potential fallout,” suggested Li Qingzhuo.

Xue An paused in his steps, turned around, and looked at Li Qingzhuo.

“Is that his idea?”

Li Qingzhuo shook his head, “This country is no longer suitable for you.”

Xue An chuckled coldly, “Why?”

With a disappointed shake of his head, Li Qingzhuo replied, “The death of Liang Yanran is a ticking time bomb. If you don’t lay low, and your opponents latch onto this scandal, even Mr. Ye won’t be able to save you.”

Xue An, his gaze cold and intense, stepped into a black sedan parked at the roadside. Li Qingzhuo got in after him.

“Take me to Mr. Ye.”

Li Qingzhuo shook his head, “Mr. Ye is not in Jingzhou at the moment, and the young master of the Bai family is involved as well. This matter is far from over. Someone needs to take the fall and Liang Xiaohong seems like an appropriate scapegoat. What do you think?”

Xue An replied indifferently, “She is the one who committed the murder. I have nothing to do with this.”

Li Qingzhuo raised an eyebrow, “However, you could be accused of harboring a criminal. That’s always going to be a problem. Mr. Ye only means to protect you. Your plane ticket has been prepared.”

Li Qingzhuo handed over the documents and ticket to Xue An.

“Go abroad and keep a low profile until things here clear up. Then you can return.”

Xue An initially glanced casually at the tickets, but his gaze suddenly froze. He stared at the destination on the ticket.

Switzerland — Lucerne.

There was the perpetual Tielishi Mountain, the charming Lake Lucerne at its foot, and the town of Lucerne bathed in sunlight, secluded from the world, tranquil, and serene.

That was her dream once.

Xue An held the ticket, “Do I have to leave now?”

“We’re on our way to the airport right now, Mr. Xue. This is what Mr. Ye has arranged. Please cooperate.”

Xue An stared at the ticket blankly, “What is he trying to do?”

Li Qingzhuo lowered his eyes and did not respond.

Upon arriving at the airport, Li Qingzhuo assigned two bodyguards to Xue An, instructing them to make sure he boarded the plane.

However, in the few minutes it took him to smoke a cigarette leaning against the car, the bodyguards came rushing back, “Bad news, Xue An has disappeared.”