Chapter 440: What else can I ask for?
Everyone burst into laughter, and the originally heavy topic was turned away.
Sister Xiu pretended to be very charming and touched her long hair. Lin Yilan couldn't help but let out a "puff" and almost choked to death on the water in her mouth.
It is said that women understand women best. Seeing Sister Xiu so happy, I feel really happy for her.
Everything is moving in a good direction and is not as terrible as they thought.
That's right, they had been overthinking the outcome... The female corpse in Mr. Jiang's home still hadn't been discovered, and they couldn't pin it solely on Mr. Jiang. Perhaps it was a business tactic, who knows.
After all, when you are famous, you are prone to gossip. This is true in any industry.
What's more, who would be so stupid as to kill someone and then leave the female corpse next to their own house for fear that you wouldn't find it?
Seeing that Sister Xiu was alright, Lin Yilan and Huo Juncheng returned to their rooms to rest. Huo Juncheng, wearing a coat, went out while Lin Yilan was asleep. Gao Long, Gao Hu, and Long Cheng were playing Dou Dou and Landlord in the living room. When they saw Huo Juncheng coming out again, they greeted him in unison, "Boss!"
Huo Juncheng's eyes darkened and he quickly made a "hush" gesture. A trace of tension and worry appeared on Zhang Jun's face.
Lin Yilan had finally been coaxed to sleep by herself. What if they woke her up?
"I'm going out for a while. You guys stay home and protect grandma and Lin Yilan. Gao Hu, you follow me."
"Yes!" Gao Hu threw the poker cards in his hand and followed Huo Juncheng.
Gao Long and Long Cheng sat up straight, exchanged glances for a moment, and then slowly asked each other, "Why is the boss called Gao Hu? What about us?"
"I don't know, maybe something happened." Long Cheng replied perfunctorily.
"Something? Something only Takatora knows?"
Gao Long has always been very cautious and meticulous. He wanted to know something from Long Cheng's heart, but seeing that Long Cheng knew nothing, he simply gave up.
It seems that Long Cheng has not figured out anything during this time with Mr. Huo.
As long as you understand it, it is impossible that you know nothing.
Listening to the whistle gradually fade away... until it disappeared into her ears, Lin Yilan slowly opened her eyes. She looked at the empty ceiling, still thinking about Huo Juncheng's unnatural movements just now! Who had he received the message from? Why was he leaving so hastily?
Is it a company?
In order to verify her idea, she called Yan Xing and tentatively asked if the company had any emergency meetings or something like that.
Yan Xing's voice, as if he had just fallen asleep, said, "You called me in the middle of the night just to ask this? Wait a minute, let me check the company's internal chat." After a few seconds, he continued, "I didn't see any mention of an emergency meeting in the company's internal chat. What's going on? What happened?"
"No? Okay, I get it. Are you at home or at the office now?"
"In the dormitory."
Lin Yilan said "oh" and hung up the phone: "It's okay, you sleep well, I will call you if there is anything."
Yan Xing was inexplicably hung up on. He lazily glanced at the phone number on his phone and fell asleep again.
Lin Yilan was very curious. What was Huo Juncheng doing without telling her?
…
On a cruise ship at the pier.
Because of his "identity", Smith can only live here during this period, and rarely goes to Song Siyu's villa.
He was drinking and having fun when a woman in work clothes, wearing large black-framed glasses, walked towards him with a slender gait. The woman had a hot body, a figure that was no less than a model's. She walked over to the man and placed the documents in her hand on the table in front of Smith. On top of the documents were various photos of people being followed.
"Who's following us?"
"My name is Qin Chaotian."
Smith's face showed no emotion, and he repeated to himself: "Qin Chaotian." How dare this man!
Some time ago, he received an anonymous email containing all the murder information of Qin Chaotian, the only son of the Haicheng Qin Group! Smith had already sent people to investigate the sender to confirm the authenticity of the email, but he didn't expect Qin Chaotian to show up so quickly.
You came to me right now?
Smith seemed accustomed to dealing with this kind of situation. He snorted and laughed coldly, "He's so eager to get to know us, why should we hide? Find an opportunity to invite him over directly. There's no point in us playing off each other like this! Only when we meet can we know if he's friend or foe."
He had to know Qin Chaotian's "trump card" so that he could gain a foothold in Haicheng.
"Yes, then Jenny..."
"Jenny?" Smith calculated the time in his mind. "I think with Song Siyu's ability, she should have trained Jenny. Let's use Mr. Zhang to test Jenny!"
The female secretary received the instructions, bowed politely and then left.
After she left, a woman's voice suddenly came from Smith's phone: "Darling, how do you know I have conquered Jenny?"
Smith smiled knowingly: "Of course I know your strength."
The two of them raised a glass of red wine and drank it together through the video.
"Honey, I miss you a little. Do you want to come and see me these days?" Song Siyu said coquettishly.
"Once I reach an agreement with Qin Chaotian, I'll go over and 'see you' with him." Smith deliberately said the last two words in an ambiguous way, which made Song Siyu's cheeks blush slightly. "Hateful."
Song Siyu drank another glass of wine with Smith, and then called Mr. Zhang as Smith instructed.
Immediately afterwards, Song Siyu hung up Smith's video and went to the basement in person.
Ever since the two bodyguards who were guarding the door got away with it a few days ago, Jenny seemed to have become a lot more obedient. She no longer shouted or made a fuss, but curled up quietly in the corner.
At the slightest sound, Jenny rushed up like crazy, grabbing the gap in the room with her hands: "Let me out... I beg you, I can give you money if you want it, I have plenty of money, please don't treat me like this, I am no longer worthy of being a woman, I just want to live a good life now." Could you please not wipe out her last bit of hope of being born as a human being?
Song Siyu approached with a cold smile and found a seat to sit down. She expertly pulled a cigarette from her pocket and lit it. "It's normal for you to be struggling and worried about your face. Jenny, now that Smith has chosen you, don't even think about running away. You can't beat him, so you might as well be open-minded. As long as you obey, you can get what you want." Just like her!
"What do you want?" Jenny laughed dryly, her smile filled with despair. Tears were silently streaming down her cheeks. "I don't want anything anymore... What else can a woman like me ask for? Love? Ridiculous!"
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