Fu Sheng looked at the sleeping woman beside him.

Black hair and fair skin, with subtle, alluring marks on the exposed skin—

It must be said that Lin Zhenzhen was a perfect lover.

Whether it's her emotions or her body, her flesh or her soul, she takes very good care of herself.

Unfortunately, she made it all too obvious.

One lie after another... or perhaps some of them are true and some are false.

But when lies and truth are mixed together, Fu Sheng dares not gamble, nor is he bothered to gamble.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Sheng made a phone call.

......

Sun Lifang stood at the door of the room marked on the [Zhiyuan] map, while Lin Zhenzhen and Fu Sheng were inside.

"etc."

Just as Mao Weiwei was about to knock on the door, Sun Lifang called out to her.

Yoshiko Takeuchi cannot be exposed.

I came here today to let her see clearly that Fu Sheng is cheating on her, not to reveal my own identity.

Only a foolish woman reveals her hand to others.

Revealing your identity prematurely not only offers no benefit, but also gives a scumbag time to transfer assets and commit other misdeeds.

It's neither wise nor worthwhile.

Moreover, they had met before, and Fu Sheng recognized him.

So what should we do?

People were coming and going in the corridor, watching the housekeepers cleaning the rooms.

Sun Lifang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

A few minutes later—

Mao Weiwei reluctantly put on the cleaning uniform.

Before leaving, he asked Sun Li again, "You haven't forgotten our promise, have you? You promised."

"Definitely, definitely," Sun Lifang reassured her.

Mao Weiwei's request was simple: she said she wanted to be friends with Takeuchi Yoshiko and get her phone number so they could collaborate in the future.

"I knew she was the model I was looking for the moment I saw her," Mao Weiwei said, giving a perfectly reasonable explanation.

“Our company makes clothes for the upper class, and the models need to have that kind of temperament. She is very suitable.”

"Eh."

Sun Lifang sighed, thinking to herself that he was indeed a capable subordinate of Li Xian, able to think of work even at a time like this.

They deserve to earn so much.

After receiving confirmation from Sun Lifang, Mao Weiwei pushed the cart and knocked on the door.

The corner of the corridor.

"Why aren't you going?" Takeuchi Yoshiko looked at the back of Sun Lifang's head, somewhat puzzled. "Isn't she your friend?"

"Oh, this..."

Sun Lifang didn't want to cause trouble; she just wanted to finish her task quickly and get away.

To avoid being pressed for details by Yoshiko Takeuchi, he had no choice but to make up a lie: "My brother's girlfriend is cheating on him, so I'm here to check on her, just in case it's a misunderstanding."

There's nothing wrong with this angle, but Yoshiko Takeuchi was a little surprised, "Your brother's girlfriend?"

"Hmm." Afraid that she would ask again, Sun Lifang shushed her and lowered her voice, "Look! Someone's coming."

Just as Mao Weiwei was about to knock on the door, a burly man with a dark face stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell of the Swan Lake Hotel plays a long, melodious piano piece.

Mao Weiwei was now in a dilemma.

The burly man's gaze swept over her body, and he leered as he stroked his chin. "Cleaning the room at this hour?"

"What's your name?"

Why hasn't anyone opened the door yet?

Mao Weiwei was impatient. She lowered her head, gave a casual reply, and then fell silent.

"What's your name? Tell me, little sister." The burly man pulled out a few blue banknotes from his pocket and clicked his tongue twice.

"What a pity, what a real pity."

Mao Weiwei knew exactly what the big man meant, but she was in a good mood today and didn't want to fight.

The big man was about to get angry when he saw that Mao Weiwei didn't take him seriously, when the inner door opened.

"No cleaning is needed."

Fu Sheng stood guard at the door, stepping aside to let the burly man in. "Is everything ready?"

Snap!

The door slammed shut right in front of Mao Weiwei.

There was no further sound from inside.

Having achieved her goal, Sun Lifang turned to look at Takeuchi Yoshiko.

She believed that Yoshiko Takeuchi had seen Fu Sheng.

But if you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way—

"Who is that man?" Sun Lifang asked, feigning surprise. "Could it be...?"

"Is he the adulterer?"

"Oh my god, how could this happen?"

Sun Lifang paced back and forth, thinking of adding a few more words, when she saw the woman beside her rush out.

"Hey, stop her."

Sun Lifang shouted, and Mao Weiwei immediately reacted and rushed over to stop her.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

At this point, what is there left to be confused about?

Fu Sheng cheated on his wife.

Yoshiko Takeuchi couldn't believe it for a moment, but a sliver of hope still lingered in her heart—

"Let me go in and take a look."

What if, what if it's a misunderstanding?

Why would someone who went to get a certificate be in a hotel?

She had to find out.

However, Mao Weiwei had also trained, and with Takeuchi Yoshiko having an old back injury, Mao Weiwei immediately gained the upper hand.

Yoshiko Takeuchi was then taken into custody.

"Walk."

Sun Lifang calmed Takeuchi Yoshiko down, saying, "Impulsiveness won't do you any good. How about we observe further?"

Upon hearing this, Yoshiko Takeuchi glanced at her.

“Yes, I do know that Fu Sheng is your husband.” Sun Lifang smiled, her flimsy excuse destined to be exposed to Takeuchi Yoshiko.

What is your purpose?

Once she calmed down, Yoshiko Takeuchi looked at Lifang Sun and asked, "Or rather, what do you want to get from me?"

It was wrong, it was wrong from the very beginning.

Thinking about her actions from beginning to end, Yoshiko Takeuchi felt like a fool.

That poor thing was actually himself.

Her hands, which were holding the water glass, trembled uncontrollably, and Sun Lifang clasped her hands together.

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