Chapter 221 He really... moved in?

"Now that we're in trouble, do they think they can just walk away from it?"

If they don't take action, we'll fight to the death.

"Expose everything."

Li Qiyuan was swayed by his words, and his eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes, we can't let them use us as pawns for nothing."

You think you can just kick me to the curb after things go wrong? No way.

Wang Chengyang took out his phone and made a call.

"Assistant Lü, excuse me. Manager Li and I have run into a bit of trouble."

General Manager Lin initiated internal audit and legal procedures.

I'd like to ask about the matter of your company previously entrusting us with the 'handling' of the Xinwei Technology project.

We need to meet as soon as possible,”

Lu Yi was silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, see you at Honey Restaurant at 8:00 PM."

After finishing the phone call, Lü Yi knocked on the door of the president's office and entered.

"President Pei, something has happened to Xinwei."

"President Lin stopped Wang Chengyang and Li Qiyuan's projects, probably because he knows something."

The cigar in Pei Haoming's hand emitted wisps of white smoke, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.

The woman he set his sights on was indeed intelligent.

I want her more and more...

"Go and clean it up properly, so that Lin Wei can't find out."

"Yes, Mr. Pei."

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Anna pushed open the door and left, and the office returned to silence.

Lin Wei leaned back in her office chair.

The project's suspension is strangely coincidental.

Xinwei has never offended any major companies while working at BlueCity.

There are very few people who have the ability to bribe project managers and clients.

Moreover, those who have any interaction with her in life are...

A name suddenly popped into her mind.

Pei Haoming,

If he has that power, what is he after?

She shook her head, finding it somewhat absurd.

Yes, what was he after? He even went out to mediate for her a few days ago.

How could it be him?

Thinking this way, Lin Wei's suspicions about Pei Haoming lessened a bit.

Perhaps she's overthinking it.

Once Li Qiyuan and Zhang Mingyang slip up, we'll know who's behind them.

Suddenly, I remembered Shi Yanzhou's WeChat message.

I checked my phone; it was 5:30. Shi Yanzhou should have arrived at Phoenix Villa by now.

I don't know if I've met with Gu Jingcheng.

them...

Lin Wei stood up, picked up the Bentley keys,

Will they start fighting?

Inside Phoenix Villa.

Shi Yanzhou pushed open the door and went in, seeing that the living room was still the same as when he left.

The only difference is that the kitchen now has a more homely, cooking feel.

The edges of the stove were free of dust, and frequently used cookware was neatly arranged.

You can still faintly smell a delicate aroma of food.

Weiwei...when did you start cooking for yourself so often?

He remembered that she was busy with work and often made do with what she had for meals; the kitchen was mostly just for show.

The thought had barely formed when my gaze was drawn to two cups placed side by side on the island counter.

One was a white bone china mug that Lin Wei often used, and the other was a heavy-looking dark blue mug.

Like an abrupt intruder,

Shi Yanzhou's heart sank little by little.

A bad feeling crept into my heart.

I walked toward the guest restroom as if possessed.

I pushed open the door and gasped for breath.

A black electric shaver sits prominently on the sink.

An open bottle of men's cologne, and a dark gray men's bathrobe draped on a towel rack.

These items blend into the space naturally yet jarringly, proclaiming the presence of another man.

He really... moved in?

Have they... made up?

He took a half step back and leaned against the cold wall, his pale face reflected in the mirror.

It turns out that during the time he was away, everything here had changed.

The sound of a door opening came from the entryway.

Shi Yanzhou's body tensed up. Was it Gu Jingcheng?

Has that man who once swaggered into the house returned?

A surge of anger and resentment welled up inside him.

He stopped and walked towards the living room, his gentle and refined demeanor vanishing.

His jawline was taut, his eyes were sharp, and his whole demeanor exuded aggression.

Their gazes turned towards the entrance hall, already prepared for a standoff.