Chapter 163: Hot Noodles: Run!
Tom returned to the hotel but didn’t go back to his room.
He wanted a front-row seat to the show. So, he picked a spot near the entrance in the hotel lobby’s lounge area, ordered a cup of coffee, and got comfortable.
Tom wanted to see Han Xue get arrested with his own eyes—watching it through surveillance footage just wouldn’t cut it.
After all, she was his princess’s sworn enemy.
Anyone who dared to mess with his princess deserved to suffer!
Half an hour earlier, just as Tom exited the surveillance footage and left the hotel for his disguise supplies, Han Xue, now dressed in fresh clothes, also walked out of her room.
The man inside didn’t stop her. After all, she had left behind her money and belongings.
And why would he stop her?
If she didn’t come back, that meant he had just had a free night with her.
A beauty like Han Xue? He was more than happy to take advantage of the situation.
Thinking back on their time together, the man grinned to himself, his mind replaying her charm and allure. He was already looking forward to her return.
Meanwhile, Han Xue put on her sunglasses but avoided the elevator. Instead, she slipped into the stairwell and quietly ascended to the fifth floor.
After confirming that no one was around, she took a deep breath and casually walked out, heading toward Room 508.
At the door, she reached into her bag and pulled out a palm-sized device—about the thickness of a smartphone.
Bending down to “tie her shoelaces,” she discreetly slipped the device under the carpet outside the door.
Then, she straightened up, reached into her bag again, and pressed a button on a car remote.
A faint beep came from beneath the carpet.
Satisfied, Han Xue smirked coldly.
She retraced her steps, returning to the stairwell and heading back to her original room.
This was the same moment Tom left the hotel for his disguise shopping spree.
Back inside the room, the man greeted Han Xue with a lecherous grin.
The look on his greasy face made Han Xue’s stomach churn in disgust.
She didn’t care who she shared a bed with, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t repulsed by him.
Feigning enthusiasm, she played along for a bit before excusing herself to the bathroom.
Inside, she pulled out a small vial of clear liquid and applied it to her chest.
“Heh… If you’re going to die, at least die happy. I’m being so merciful,” she muttered coldly.
She had set a bomb to go off soon. But since the blast radius included her current room, she needed to get rid of the man quickly and make her escape.
Wrapped in a bath towel, Han Xue emerged from the bathroom, arms open wide, embracing the man.
“Brother, did I keep you waiting?” she cooed seductively.
“Heh heh… not at all!” the man chuckled, greedily pulling her toward the bed.
Han Xue leaned in close, whispering honeyed words into his ear, her lips curling into an icy smile.
Like a venomous snake striking its prey.
The man, utterly intoxicated by her charms, lost himself in reckless passion.
The wilder he became, the colder Han Xue’s eyes grew.
As Tom sipped his coffee in the hotel lobby, enjoying the anticipation, inside the room, Han Xue pushed the man’s corpse aside and stretched lazily.
She wrinkled her nose at his twisted, lifeless expression.
Then, moving gracefully, she entered the bathroom and washed away any trace of him with warm water.
Dressed and refreshed, she began searching the man’s belongings.
Wallet, cash, watch, jewelry—anything of value went straight into her bag.
Even his ID. Just in case.
She also pocketed his phone before checking the time.
The bomb was set to go off soon.
With her bag slung over her shoulder, Han Xue left the room.
Once again, she avoided the elevator and took the stairwell down.
Although she had time to take the elevator multiple times over, she was cautious.
What if it malfunctioned and trapped her inside?
If that happened, once the bomb went off…
She’d be turned into human jam.
So, stairs it was.
Upon reaching the first floor, she didn’t exit the stairwell immediately.
She was wary of running into police officers.
Better to wait for the explosion—let the chaos cover her escape.
Only then would she be truly safe.
Unaware of any of this, Fang Xiaocao was resting with her eyes closed when her phone screen lit up.
The sender’s name made her heart jump—Hot Noodles.
He had been silent for so long.
Instantly alert, she sat up and unlocked her phone.
Hot Noodles’ messages were always important.
And they were never good news.
[Hot Noodles: There’s a bomb. Run!]
Fang Xiaocao’s eyes widened in shock.
“A bomb?!”
Without a second thought, she threw on her shoes, grabbed her phone and bag, and bolted out of her room, heading straight for the stairwell.
Like Han Xue, she avoided the elevator.
What if the explosion affected it?
She ran down to the fourth floor and, hearing no explosion yet, sighed in relief.
“Okay… this should be safe, right?” she muttered.
Just then, her phone screen lit up again.
Startled, she quickly picked it up.
It was another message from Hot Noodles.
She was terrified that this message would be even worse news.
What if it wasn’t just a bomb…
But an equal-opportunity bomb that ensured no one survived?
If that were the case, she wouldn’t even need to run—no matter how fast she was, she wouldn’t escape the blast radius.
[Hot Noodles: Keep running. You’re still in the explosion’s range.]
[Hot Noodles: Move to the second floor. Don’t go to the first—there’s another danger there. I’ll tell you when you get to the second floor.]
(End of Chapter 163)
