Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 869: Not convinced? Kill him (89)

Zhong Fanle smiled, as if he was confident about all of this. He gave her a look that told her to stay calm, then slowly picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

At this moment, the lights suddenly dimmed and the entire venue was instantly shrouded in darkness.

Immediately afterwards, several bright spotlights pierced the darkness like lightning and poured straight onto the stage.

With the appearance of the spotlight, a group of ballet dancers dressed in rhinestones and tulle quietly emerged on the stage.

They have graceful figures and dance lightly to the melodious string music, tapping the transparent stage. Every step they take seems to be on the clouds, and their figures are reflected on the surging deep blue sea below, as if they are walking on the waves in the void.

Meanwhile, waiters in crisp white gowns moved silently through the corridors like ghosts, their silver trays bearing exquisite plates instead of typical wine glasses.

Xing Rong narrowed his eyes and looked closely at the waists of the group of ballet dancers. Sure enough, he found that each dancer had a small number tag tied around his waist.

An idea suddenly flashed through her mind, so she quickly scanned the people in the venue.

Among the many waiters, there was a young waiter whose white shirt was still brand new, and you could even see the folds, as if he had just bought it and was wearing it.

Xing Rong's gaze penetrated his body and took in the scene deep within the cortex of his left kidney. The exceptionally dense concentration of specific sugars on the glomerular basement membrane was a golden ratio, a one-in-a-million match for kidney transplantation.

What surprised her even more was that in addition to this young waiter, she also found several other people in the crowd below who also met Zhong Fanle's kidney and liver transplant requirements.

You know, finding a suitable internal organ match is a very difficult thing, and the probability is extremely low. But now, these people have gathered here, which makes Xing Rong curious about Zhong Fanle's methods.

She wondered, if these people were the donors that Zhong Fanle had found, then wouldn't her previous news that Zhou Silin was also a donor have been in vain?

Xing Rong's voice was very soft, "How did you do it?"

Zhong Fanle heard Xing Rong's voice, turned around, and their eyes instantly met hers.

He knew what she wanted to ask, and his eyes flashed with surprise and admiration, as well as some shock and disbelief. He didn't seem to expect Xing Rong to be so keenly aware of this.

Zhong Fanle's lips curled up into a playful smile. He slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and the glass touched the table lightly, making a crisp "ding" sound.

"Did you guess it? Or did you figure it out?"

Xing Rong raised his hand and pointed at the tray in the waiter's hand, "Is one or more of those brands what you want?"

The waiters carried trays and served every guest with a smile. I guess they would never have thought that they were also an item on the tray?

Zhong Fanle's eyes showed a little more appreciation for Xing Rong. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, forming a perfect arc. "It really was a wise move to bring you here to see this."

Xing Rong's index finger tapped the armrest of the wheelchair from time to time. Since he had revealed his cards directly, there was no need for her to hide anything.

"If you had the ability to find so many suitable donors, you wouldn't have had to force yourself to get close to me just for my liver and kidneys."

Zhong Fanle was stunned. "You knew my purpose from the beginning?"

Xing Rong stared into his eyes with a half-smile, "Do you think it was just a coincidence that I saw your illness from the beginning?"

Zhong Fanle frowned, "You can see that my illness is not strange, but why did you know my purpose at that time?"

Xing Rong raised her eyebrows because she could see it, but of course, she would not tell him this.

So she started making up stories, "Zhonghe Group is second only to Qinglong Group in strength. I can understand your friendship with my sister, but at that time I was just an illegitimate daughter who was not welcomed by the main family."

"And you're the only son of a large corporation, and you want to befriend a bastard? And what I have, I only have myself."

Zhong Fanle's frown instantly relaxed upon hearing this. He chuckled, "You're so smart, but did you know that all this was your sister's idea?"