"Brother Jing, I promise I will never bring this up again, nor will I trouble you with this matter again."

"Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."

Sheng Jing picked up Su Lizhu's mini recorder, weighed it in his hand, and said calmly, "I know you have a backup, but it doesn't matter, I have a backup too."

"If you ever dare to threaten or blackmail me again, I will definitely solve the problem at its root."

He raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture.

Su Lizhu's face paled, her body trembled, and she grabbed her bag, saying, "Don't worry, I will never appear in front of you again in this lifetime..."

After saying that, he stood up and stormed out the door.

"You little brat, you dare to mess with me?"

Sheng Jing chuckled coldly, turned on the mini recorder, and intended to listen to what was being recorded...

"Huh?"

Where is the recorder's power switch?

"Why can't I find it?"

"Does it require wiring or something?"

Sheng Jing took out his phone and data cable, and just as he was about to connect the recorder, a familiar voice came to his ear.

"Second brother, it's almost 11 o'clock, why aren't you home sleeping yet?"

He was so frightened that he trembled all over, and his phone, data cable, and recorder fell to the ground.

"A tiny, tiny love?"

"You, you, you, how did you get here?"

Sheng Jing turned around stiffly, looked up, and saw Sheng Ai, beautiful as a doll but lifeless.

Sheng Ai looked at him with her two dark, hollow eyes: "I've come to take my second brother home to rest."

"Is it...it's already 11 or 11 pm?"

Sheng Jing picked up the phone from the ground with trembling hands, pressed a few buttons, and then felt his vision go black.

"Xiao Ai, I'm so sorry, my phone died, I didn't see the time..."

"Can you...can you forgive me?"

Sheng Ai grabbed his wrist: "You'll have to run an extra two kilometers tomorrow morning as punishment."

Two, two kilometers?

Sheng Jing felt as if the sky was about to fall, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face...

If Sheng Ai hadn't held his hand so firmly, he probably wouldn't have been able to walk at all...

A few minutes later.

A waiter came over to clear the table and accidentally stepped on something.

I looked down.

"Data cable?"

"Is this... a recorder?"

The waiter picked up the items from the floor and returned to the service counter.

The front desk checks the security footage to see which guest left it behind.

However, this coffee shop is very privacy-conscious, and most areas of the shop are relatively dark. The surveillance cameras only capture panoramic views and not details. In addition, Sheng Jing was wearing a mask when he entered and left, and he was in a hurry, so the coffee shop really couldn't contact him.

"What should we do?"

"Would you like to listen to the recording first and see if there are any customer contact details in it?"

"Maybe we shouldn't," the store manager thought for a moment. "Let's wait a couple of days and see if the customer comes looking for the data cable and recording device."

"If no one comes looking for us, it means the recording isn't very important. We can listen to it together later and see if we can contact the customer."