It’s on Fire!

In the largest hall of the Han family estate, a professional band played enchanting music.

The sight of cellos, violins, saxophones, and other instruments in the hands of musicians created a beautiful scene.

Those immersed in the music began dining to the captivating melody.

The host family sat at the central table, surrounded by guests offering toasts, all with respectful smiles, hoping to make an impression on the Han family head for future business.

Han Xi returned to this scene after a brief absence.

Having been away for over ten minutes, she became the new focus for toasts.

“Miss Han, you’re late. You should drink to apologize to your father!”

“Come, come, a toast to Miss Han!”

People from all directions focused on Han Xi.

Such scenes had become routine since Han Xi took charge of Han Enterprises, occurring almost annually.

She adeptly handled the crowd, but her mind lingered on Fang Zhou, who had been sent back upstairs.

She scanned the room, spotting Qin Yun and Chu Xinran in a corner, while Qiao Sisi was with one of her cousins.

The CEO’s gaze darkened. If not for these unexpected guests, she might have already announced her relationship with Fang Zhou.

Instead, she had to confine him upstairs.

“Miss Han, how have you been? Any challenges managing the company?”

A family elder’s kind inquiry forced Han Xi to focus.

As Han Xi redirected her attention, Qin Yun glanced her way.

“Should we knock Fang Zhou out and take him away now?”

Chu Xinran, beside Qin Yun, hid her expression with her wine glass, whispering.

“Don’t be foolish. This is the Han family. Do you think the two of us can even take a mosquito out?”

Qin Yun wanted to roll her eyes, urging Chu Xinran to face reality.

But her next words were shocking.

“Who said it’s just us? I brought people.”

Chu Xinran showed her phone, revealing a group chat with five or six members.

Someone had just sent a message.

“Miss, I’m at the power room, awaiting your command.”

Qin Yun’s eyes widened, her facial muscles twitching in disbelief.

“You…”

She swallowed her words, realizing the need for discretion.

She hadn’t imagined the once helpless girl had grown so quickly, orchestrating chaos!

“But where is Fang Zhou now?”

Qin Yun blinked, seeking Chu Xinran’s strategy.

With backup, they might actually succeed.

Their eyes scanned the hall repeatedly, but Fang Zhou was nowhere in sight, nor had he descended with Han Xi. Where could he be?

“Could he have left already?”

Qin Yun worried, fearing Qiao Sisi’s antics had angered Han Xi, sending him back to the villa prison.

“No, my lookout said no cars have left.”

Chu Xinran showed her group chat, reassuring her.

“He’s still here, just not sure where.”

“We should’ve put a tracker on him.”

The girl’s mutter caught Qin Yun’s attention, earning her a sidelong glance.

Wow, her level-up was impressive, even considering trackers.

“Should we have them search first?”

Qin Yun suggested caution.

But Chu Xinran was bold, tapping her screen to order a blackout.

She shook her head, eating an apple slice before speaking.

“No, security’s tight. Anyone wandering gets kicked out.”

“So, let’s create chaos first.”

Qin Yun gripped her chopsticks, ultimately not stopping her.

After all, Chu Xinran brought the team; her plan was the priority.

As for herself, her goal was taking Fang Zhou.

If Chu Xinran succeeded, she’d achieve most of her aim.

They exchanged a glance, ready to act.

Whether time flew or Chu Xinran’s team was swift, two or three minutes later, the hall plunged into darkness, save for a few dim emergency lights.

The laughter, chatter, and clinking glasses vanished, leaving silence, merging with the night, like a lurking beast.

“Hey? What’s happening? Why’s the power out?”

“Seriously? A blackout now?”

“No notice of a power cut tonight!”

“I’m scared, wahhh.”

After a brief silence, people began chattering.

Phones emerged, flashlights illuminating the space.

The hall sparkled with scattered lights.

Han Tianrang stood, voice strong.

“Don’t panic! It’s just a blackout!”

Security rushed in, maintaining order.

“Apologies! Multiple buildings are out. Please remain calm. We’re investigating and expect power back in ten minutes!”

“I’ll check it out.”

Han Xi quickly rose, heading out, a sudden unease gripping her. The hall’s vastness made the exit seem miles away.

Time felt interminable.

Using her phone’s weak light, she exited, only to hear a shout: “Fire! Put it out!”

She froze, as if spellbound, then slowly looked up.

In the inky night, a shocking sight met her eyes—a towering inferno from the once-quiet residence!

The red flames, like a beast’s maw, devoured everything, threatening to engulf the building.

Fire roared, crackling, proclaiming its power and fury.

Thick smoke billowed skyward, darkening half the sky, the air hot and suffocating!