Chapter 1230
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He Jingxing leisurely smoked as his dark and sharp gaze landed on Tang Ching-ya's face. He looked at her for a moment before he got up. "Come to my study."
"Mr. He..." said Ding Han.
He Jingxing stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Ding Han. "Wait here."
"Okay," Ding Han said respectfully as she watched the two of them enter the study. Her gaze drifted towards He Jingxing's bedroom.
Ding Han wanted to investigate He Jingxing's background, but she never had the right opportunity. His bedroom had always been off-limits to him. Aside from Uncle Hu, no one else had ever entered it.
She wondered how long the meeting between Tang Ching-ya and He Jingxing would last. Should she take this opportunity to go into his bedroom and take a look?
That thought only lingered in her mind for two seconds before Ding Han made her decision. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so she couldn't miss it.
Ding Han quickly walked to the door of He Jing Xing's bedroom. She gently twisted the door handle, pushed the door open, and walked into the bedroom. The room was completely gray in color. It was dark, gloomy, and emitted a stifling feeling of oppression.
Ding Han roughly scanned the room before her gaze landed on a small white medicine bottle on the bedside table. She walked over and bent over to take a closer look. It was all in English. It was a chemical name, but she didn't know what it was or what its effects were.
Ding Han took out her phone, turned on the camera, and snapped a picture of the small white medicine bottle. She then carefully pulled open the bedside table, but there was nothing inside. She then pulled open the next drawer and a small black handgun came into view.
Ding Han's pupils constricted and her heart suddenly raced. He actually illegally possessed a gun.
He Jingxing was a very suspicious and guarded person. Ding Han didn't dare touch his things to avoid alerting him. She quickly closed the drawer and turned to leave the bedroom.
Ding Han returned to the living room and poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it, her frantic heartbeat slowly calmed down.
Not long after, He Jingxing and Tang Ching-ya came out of the study. She didn't know what they were talking about, but Tang Ching-ya didn't look too happy.
Tang Ching-ya didn't expect He Jingxing to reject her. Huo Yanqing and Shuxin's wedding was in a few days' time. Tang Ching-ya suddenly thought of someone. She took out her phone and called him. "Where are you... Tell me your address. Let's meet... Okay, I'll come over now..."
Tang Qingya drove to an old residential area. The environment was very bad. There was a garbage dump upstairs, which emitted a pungent smell on a hot day.
Tang Qingya's delicate eyebrows were dyed with disgust. She covered her mouth and nose with her hand and went upstairs. When she reached the third floor, there wasn't even a doorbell on the door.
Soon, the door opened from the inside. Lin Meng saw Tang Ching-ya and his eyes lit up. "Did you miss me?"
Tang Ching-ya's eyes flashed with disgust. She walked past Lin Meng and entered the room. "I need to talk to you."
Lin Meng closed the door and hugged Tang Ching-ya from behind. "You smell so good."
Tang Ching-ya raised her elbow and attacked Lin Meng's chest. Lin Meng quickly let go of her. "It's not good to be so rude to your first man."
Tang Ching-ya turned around and glared at Lin Meng.
Lin Meng smiled naughtily. "Oh, are you angry?"
She must be crazy to come looking for him.
Tang Ching-ya walked towards the door.
Lin Meng grabbed her arm and stopped laughing. He said seriously, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Come in and have a seat. I'll get you a glass of water." After saying that, he let go of Tang Ching-ya's arm and turned to go into the kitchen.
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