Yan Zhenzhen got a screenshot of the problematic financial report from Wenxin, and after confirming the IP address several times, she was sure it was Jiang Tingting, who had a grudge against Song Xiang, so she felt relieved and went to the appointment.
She guessed that Jiang Tingting was worried about exposing herself, so she sent the email anonymously, so she didn't ask her to confirm it in person, so as not to scare a low-ranking woman, who would be in trouble.
Anyway, she only needs to get the financial report, and Song Xiang will be held responsible by then, and maybe she can pull off Shun Han, killing two birds with one stone.
She arrived at the hotel and went to 80 Yao as agreed in the email.
The entire floor is the presidential suite, and not many people have booked it.
She couldn't help but think that people like Jiang Tingting were really willing to spend money. Song Xiang deserved to die early for offending so many people.
The door to Yaoyao's room was open. She entered easily and closed the door behind her.
It was quiet all the way inside, there was a faint fragrance in the air, and no one was around at all.
"Where are the people?"
Yan Zhenzhen dropped her bag impatiently and sat on the sofa, crossing her legs.
"You stupid thing, you're actually late."
She rolled her eyes, leaned on the sofa, took out her mobile phone and sent several emails to the anonymous mailbox.
No one responded to the email. Yan Zhenzhen couldn't help but get angry. She felt that the air was not flowing properly. She got up and opened the door in anger.
As soon as I stood up, my feet began to feel weak, and I felt dizzy.
Yan Zhenzhen was in a daze for a moment, fell down on the sofa, and stared at the glass on the coffee table in front of her for a long time before steadying her gaze.
Her mind was spinning and she was feeling flustered for no reason. The sweet fragrance in the air caught her attention.
has a problem……
She took out her handbag and looked for her phone in a panic, but she was so weak that her phone slipped to the ground in a hurry.
She tried to reach for it again, but she could no longer stand up and slowly slid down the sofa as if she had no bones.
"Someone is coming..."
In the camera, the woman struggled to reach out her hand to touch the phone, but she couldn't touch it anyway, and a look of fear gradually appeared on her face.
Song Xiang sat in the corner of the cafe, looking at the camera footage in his notebook with an expressionless expression.
"Miss, do you need a refill?" The waiter came over proactively.
Song Xiang handed the cup over with a smile and said in a gentle voice, "Excuse me, please help me add another piece of mousse cake."
"OK."
The waiter left, Song Xiang's eyes returned to the laptop screen again, and he clicked his tongue with a calm expression.
When the cake came, she was in a better mood. She gently dug out a piece, put it in her mouth, and tasted it carefully.
in camera
Yan Zhenzhen was lying on the sofa, her consciousness was basically blurred, and her eyes were staring straight in the direction of the mobile phone.
She knew in her heart that she was being plotted, and something would happen if she kept waiting like this.
"Help……"
The arrogant eldest lady looked scared and no one responded. She felt angry and resented everyone.
When she gets out, she must find out who is behind this, and she must kill him!
Just as I was thinking this, the door suddenly clicked.
The string in Yan Zhenzhen's mind broke with a bang, and she stared in the direction of the living room door with wide eyes.
She squinted her eyes, trying to see the other person's face clearly, but her mind was already obsessed by the fragrance in the room.
"The little thing really didn't lie to me..."
Louis went to the appointment as scheduled, quietly opened the door and approached, and saw Yan Zhenzhen in a skirt lying on the sofa.
The woman who originally didn't even want to look at him was lying on the sofa with hazy eyes, her legs slightly raised, her pink lips parted and she didn't know what she was saying.
He was still a little hesitant at first, but now he has no sense at all.
The room was filled with a light fragrance, and there were gorgeous red roses on the table. Everything was just the right atmosphere.
"Beauty, you are truly a gift from God."
Yan Zhenzhen heard the man's voice when he got closer, and those green eyes flashed in her mind, making her skin crawl with nausea.
She wanted to scream loudly, but she was so weak that even her voice slipped into her throat and she couldn't climb out.
The wet kiss fell on her face, the unfamiliar breath mixed into her breath, everything made her want to go crazy!
"Baby, I can't wait, let me love you now."
The man's actions were rough and direct. He reached behind and pulled the zipper behind Yan Zhenzhen, and while doing so, he kissed Yan Zhenzhen's lips.
"After tonight, you won't be able to leave me."
"let me Love You……"
Yan Zhenzhen held her breath and tried to squeeze out one word from her throat, "Go away——"
off camera
After Song Xiang finished eating a piece of cake, she heard the heart-rending sound in the earphones.
She snorted coldly and reached out to touch her cheek. The wound there still hurt a little.
She turned her head and looked out the window, and as expected she saw several cars, with several people carrying long guns and cannons getting out of them, all of whom were heavily covered.
The waiter came over and said, "I wonder which celebrity is causing trouble in the hotel. The media must have found out about it."
Song Xiang twitched the corners of his lips and smiled, "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself."