Xiaoxiao stared blankly at the bathroom door, thinking for a long time, but everything was like fragments and could not be pieced together, and the key to the truth in her hand was Han Murphy.
After going to the bathroom, she quickly stood in front of the dressing mirror, wiped off the spilled lipstick, applied some powder, secretly hid the key to the safe under the sponge, and then turned around and went out to return to the banquet hall.
As soon as she sat down, she heard Zheng Tianhao next to her ask: "Xiaoxiao, why have you been gone for so long?"
He twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled and pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Tianhao, my stomach is not feeling well."
"What's going on? Why do you keep having diarrhea recently?"
"I don't know. Maybe I just came to Hong Kong and I'm a little acclimated."
"It looks like it to me. I'll accompany you to the doctor tomorrow."
"Well, you have the final say..."
A few days later, Zheng Tianhao went out to sea with his friends. Xiaoxiao took a rare nap and was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Suddenly he heard the phone ringing loudly. He quickly threw down his toothbrush, rushed over, grabbed the phone and said: "Hey, may I ask? Who are you looking for?"
A strange man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Miss Su."
"Hello." Although she responded politely, her heart was agitated.
She has no friends in Hong Kong, so why did someone suddenly call her?
The next moment, the other party took the initiative to answer the question: "Miss Su, it's like this, I am Mrs. Zheng's personal assistant. Mrs. Zheng wants to invite Miss Su out for tea today. Is it convenient for Miss Su?"
Her heart skipped a beat. When Han Murphy told her about this a few days ago, she was still dubious. But now it seems that everything is as Han Murphy expected.
Before waiting for an answer, the other party seemed a little anxious, so she changed the words and repeated the question: "Miss Su, it's nothing important. Mrs. Zheng just wants to ask you out for a chat and tea."
Faced with the questioning, she had to temporarily put aside her doubts and said: "Okay, but I just got up, how about 10:30?"
The other party chuckled and said politely: "How about ten o'clock? Miss Su, it won't take long to get up and brush your teeth. Mrs. Zheng is waiting for you downstairs."
After hearing this, she hurriedly leaned against the glass window and looked downstairs, only to see a black stretched Mercedes-Benz parked at the door.
"Miss Su, I think you have already seen us, so please hurry up."