Cooking Gourmet Meals in the Apocalypse

Chapter 129: Chapter 126: Make Sure She’s Dead

Chen Xing and Song Yiguo were both stunned. "How did she die?"

It had only been about half an hour. She was already dead?

"The news from the Situ family says it was a complication from the wound on her arm. She turned into a zombie!"

Song Yiguo’s brow furrowed even deeper. "What about the body?"

"The report is that Miss Situ suddenly turned into a zombie, attacked Situ Lei Hao, and then escaped!"

Heh!

Chen Xing and Song Yiguo both let out a cold laugh.

The story was too far-fetched.

’In a hotel this big, on the thirtieth floor, she just vanished in front of all those people?’

"The Situ family has put out the word that they will get their revenge on Chen Xing. They also said that if the Song Family interferes, they will have to disregard any semblance of civility!" This was what Vice General Du feared most.

’Here in Baling, it would look bad enough for two Huaxia families to be fighting. A life-or-death struggle would make them an utter laughingstock.’

Besides, out of respect for King Baling, they hadn’t brought many people with them.

Situ Lei Hao, on the other hand, had always been terrified of death, so he traveled with several battalions, amounting to thousands of men.

Of course, to avoid arousing King Baling’s suspicion, he had surely brought them in secret.

They had also received accurate intelligence from the Capital City that the Situ family had indeed dispatched four battalions of soldiers.

This number of troops was a clear threat to Young Master Song; they had only brought a little over a hundred men in total.

Chen Xing felt a sense of helplessness.

’This is what real power looks like. They can be this arrogant even when just making threats.’

’Situ Lei Hao probably hasn’t dared to make a rash move yet because Song Yiguo is here.’

Chen Xing said nonchalantly, "You don’t need to get involved."

’As long as I have no attachments, there’s nothing for me to fear.’

’Since Song Yiguo isn’t ready for a complete falling-out with the Situ family, I’ll just take full responsibility for my own actions.’

As soon as she said this, the expression on Song Yiguo’s face soured.

’He was the one who had dragged Chen Xing into this mess, which was why the Situ family resented her. Making her bear the consequences alone now... it certainly didn’t look good.’

’But... a complete falling-out with the Situ family right now would be the absolute worst move.’

"You stay here for now. I doubt Situ Lei Hao will dare to just barge in, given my presence." Song Yiguo neither promised to help Chen Xing nor refused to.

He certainly had no intention of helping her, but he wouldn’t say as much, either.

Chen Xing watched with cold eyes.

’I knew it. Song Yiguo is a difficult person to deal with, and he’s not one to act with any real sincerity.’

’It’s enough that I understand that much.’

’From the beginning, my relationship with Song Yiguo has been one of mutual use. We aren’t even friends.’

"Mm," Chen Xing replied noncommittally.

Perhaps feeling he had revealed too much of his hand, Song Yiguo didn’t have the nerve to linger and retreated into his room.

Just before entering, however, he instructed Vice General Du, "Send more men over."

Vice General Du, however, felt quite sorry for Chen Xing.

’She was just being used. What did she do to deserve this?’

"It’s late. You should rest. I’ll be right outside. Just shout if you need anything!" After he spoke, Vice General Du glanced at Meng Hu and suddenly felt his offer was superfluous.

Chen Xing held no animosity toward Vice General Du; he was just carrying out Song Yiguo’s orders.

"What room are Situ Yuanyuan and her people staying in?" she asked, as if making small talk.

Vice General Du didn’t hide the information. "Room 3005! Why? Are you planning to go after Situ Lei Hao?"

"No, just curious."

Once Vice General Du had left, Chen Xing leaned back on the sofa, mulling over her plan.

’Situ Yuanyuan definitely faked her own death. The only reason would be to pressure Song Yiguo into stopping his protection of me.’

’In that case, I’ll just have to make sure she dies for real. Let’s see how Song Yiguo can stay out of it then!’

’As long as Situ Yuanyuan is dead, Situ Lei Hao and Song Yiguo will never be able to reconcile. Their relationship falling apart will only be a matter of time.’

’Whether Song Yiguo helps me is secondary. What’s important is making his life difficult.’

’He’s the one who made things hard for me, after all.’

’I have to make him suffer a little loss to even the score.’

’I’m sure this is a consequence he can afford.’

She took a nap for three or four hours. A little after three in the morning, she got up, put on a black bodysuit and a black balaclava, then covered her exposed eyes with goggles.

Once fully prepared, she went to the edge of the balcony, tied off an extra-long rope, and leaped off.

Nearly all the windows on the thirtieth floor were shut tight. After swinging a few times, she spotted a room with a light on.

Peeking through a gap in the curtains, she saw none other than Situ Lei Hao, looking down as he tended to a haggard Situ Yuanyuan.

Situ Yuanyuan’s face was flushed, likely from a fever.

Tears streamed down her face as she clutched Situ Lei Hao’s hand, looking utterly pitiful. "Dad, you have to avenge me! Kill that bitch Chen Xing for me!" Her voice was so faint it was barely a whisper.

’Still has the energy to curse someone out. Looks like she’s a long way from death’s door.’

His heart aching for her, Situ Lei Hao nodded. "Don’t worry, Dad will absolutely get revenge for you! You just get some rest. The doctor said you’re weak and need to recuperate! By the time you’re better, that bitch Chen Xing will be dead. And as for that ungrateful bastard Song Yiguo..."

"Dad, I forbid you from hurting Brother Yiguo..." Even in her condition, Situ Yuanyuan couldn’t bear the thought of Song Yiguo getting hurt. She tugged on Situ Lei Hao’s hand, forcing out a voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

’I don’t want to be like this, but I can’t help it. My heart is what it is!’

Situ Lei Hao was furious, but seeing his daughter so fragile she looked as if a gust of wind could blow her away, he had no choice but to concede. "Dad will promise you anything. Now, go to sleep."

He comforted his daughter with a few more words before turning off the light and leaving the room.

’I can’t believe I found Situ Yuanyuan’s room this easily.’

Chen Xing scanned her surroundings and spotted an open window on the twenty-ninth floor. She swung over and leaped inside.

It was a bathroom. She exited the suite stealthily, not alerting anyone.

Then, ignoring a few security cameras, she went straight to the thirtieth floor and found Situ Yuanyuan’s room.

However, with more than a dozen men guarding the door, getting inside without being noticed would be difficult.

So, she snuck back to the bathroom on the twenty-ninth floor, leaped out the window again, and climbed her rope up to the thirtieth floor.

’My only option is to go straight through Situ Yuanyuan’s window.’

’Good thing I have a glass cutter in my space.’

Without waiting for Situ Yuanyuan to fall into a deep sleep, she swiped with the glass cutter, carving out a large, square opening.

She could already hear Situ Yuanyuan’s faint cries.

But her voice was too weak; there was no way the guards outside could hear her.

Her face was a mask of terror. She screamed with all her might, but the sound she produced was only audible to someone within the room.

Chen Xing was already right in front of her. Pulling up her balaclava, she revealed a face fixed in a mocking smile.

Like a Hell Messenger, her face was so icy it seemed to freeze Situ Yuanyuan in place. "Y-You... what do you want?" Her voice was barely a whisper, a testament to her weakness.

Chen Xing’s lips slowly curled into a smile. "To kill you," she said, her voice like that of a Devil.

As she spoke, Situ Yuanyuan felt a cold blade press against her neck.

With a light slice, warm blood began to trickle out.

Chen Xing’s Devil-like voice rang out again. "I won’t let you die immediately. You have to suffer for at least a few minutes."

She pulled her balaclava back down, then dragged the nightstand over to the door, wedging it firmly under the handle to jam it shut.