Xie Qian and Wen Ying's flight landed at the Magic City Airport.
As soon as I landed, Xie Yuping called me. The two of them briefly exchanged the situation, and Xie Yuping specifically reminded me: "Don't let your father know about this yet."
In Xie Yuping's mind, Xie Jinghu is a person who is more likely to cause trouble than to help. Sara Zhuo just caught a bodyguard. If Xie Jinghu knew about this... By now, Xie Jinghu and Sara Zhuo are tired of each other. Xie Yuping is not worried that Xie Jinghu will cover up for Sara Zhuo in hiring a killer. What Xie Yuping is worried about is that Xie Jinghu will be too clever for his own good.
"I know. Once my dad gets involved, things can get out of control."
Xie Qian fully understood Xie Yuping's concerns.
Xie Yuping felt that communicating with Xie Qian was so easy.
The two talked for a while before Xie Qian hung up the phone.
"What did uncle say?"
Wen Ying was curious, and Xie Qian summed it up succinctly: "Don't let my dad know."
"You don't have to tell me, will that woman surnamed Zhuo——"
"Are you afraid she'll go find my dad?"
Xie Qian smiled. "Unless she's willing to pay the money back right now, my dad won't pay any attention to her. I think it's more likely that she'll go find Zhang Zhijun... Wait a moment, I'll make another call."
Speaking of Zhang Zhijun, Xie Qian thought of confirming Zhang Zhijun's whereabouts.
After calling, the result was not too surprising. Zhang Zhijun went abroad two days ago.
"He said he was going to investigate a new project and his return date is uncertain."
Zhang Zhijun's sense of smell is quite sharp. As soon as there were signs of trouble with Sara Zhuo, Zhang Zhijun actually went abroad in advance. Was he trying to prevent Sara Zhuo from contacting him?
After Sara Zhuo's bodyguard was arrested, Xie Qian received the news quickly, but Sara Zhuo's side was slower.
The bodyguard said that the threat would be completely resolved. Sara Zhuo also took a bath in the evening and had an essential oil SPA.
Sara Zhuo's nerves have been tense ever since the truck driver's wife came to her door. Thinking that this trouble could be solved tonight, Sara Zhuo even opened a bottle of wine.
She drank two glasses of red wine and dozed off in the scent of lavender essential oil.
It was around one in the morning when Sara Zhuo woke up again.
There was a flash of white light outside the window and thunder.
Thunder and lightning soon led to rain.
Looking at the drizzle outside the window, Sara Zhuo picked up her phone to check. There were no missed calls or new text messages.
Why haven’t you come back yet?
Sara Zhuo suddenly lost her sleepiness.
She stayed up all night like this, and her trusted bodyguard who had gone out to deal with the trouble never came back. After seven in the morning, Sara Zhuo couldn't help but call Zhang Zhijun.
"Excuse me, who is this?"
An unfamiliar female voice came from the other end of the phone. Sara Zhuo's eyes jumped, and she suppressed her anger and said, "Let Zhang Zhijun answer the phone!"
"Are you looking for Mr. Zhang? He's out meeting a client."
The woman's voice was neither fast nor slow, and sounded like Zhang Zhijun's secretary.
But where is the female secretary around Zhang Zhijun?
Thinking of the bodyguard who hadn't returned home all night, Sara Zhuo rarely failed to get angry: "I really need to find him urgently. Please call me back when you ask him to come back. My last name is Zhuo, he knows it."
The woman on the other end of the phone agreed very nicely.
However, Zhang Zhijun went to meet some unknown client, and Sara Zhuo waited for several hours but did not receive a call back from Zhang Zhijun.
Zhuo Yue wanted to invite her to have lunch together, but Sara Zhuo had no appetite.
Zhuo Yue said casually: “Mommy, I haven’t seen Karl all morning, I wanted to go out for a while.”
"Karl" is Sara Zhuo's trusted bodyguard.
Carl's original name was not Karl. Of course, he had to change his name to adapt to the local customs when working abroad.
Karl has worked in the Zhuo family for more than ten years and is Zhuo Yue's most familiar and trusted bodyguard. Even though they also have a bodyguard named Luo, Zhuo Yue still likes to ask Karl to do things for them on a daily basis.
Hearing Zhuo Yue asking about her trusted bodyguard, Sara Zhuo's expression remained calm: "I haven't seen him either. If you can't wait, ask bodyguard Luo to accompany you."
Although Zhuo Yue is very smart, she is not very old and has not noticed anything unusual for the time being.
Zhuo Yue could only go to find bodyguard Luo.
Bodyguard Luo looked sleepy and couldn't help yawning in front of Zhuo Yue.
Zhuo Yue was suspicious: "You didn't sleep last night?"
"I went to sleep and two mosquitoes came into the room. I was catching them all night long."
Bodyguard Luo explained seriously.
How could there be mosquitoes in such a high-end hotel? Zhuo Yue asked bodyguard Luo to remember to complain to the front desk, and bodyguard Luo agreed.
When bodyguard Luo accompanied Zhuo Yue to leave, he couldn't help but look at Karl's room.
So, why should you work so hard for your employer?
The tragedy of the humble is that they don't know themselves well, believing that their sacrifices for their employers will earn them gratitude and remembrance. Of course, gratitude is certainly there, but it's unclear how long this gratitude will last.
Once the crisis is over for the employer, the little people who made sacrifices are forgotten!
…
Bodyguard Carl is very self-sacrificing.
After being caught by the police at the scene of the attack, he didn't say a word. The truck driver's wife was rescued and her life was saved, but her throat was injured and she even had difficulty speaking in the hospital.
The woman's psychological quality was not as strong as that of the bodyguard, and she quickly confessed what she knew under the police's interrogation.
"My man is dead, and you can't bring him back to life and sentence him again."
So women think it’s okay to say it.
The bodyguard wanted to strangle her to death, she couldn't hide it for him!
The police officers handling the case were speechless. How could someone be so stupid? Of course, the dead can't be brought back to life and sentenced, but the living can't be blackmailed either!
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