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Chapter 935

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"Master Sheng hasn't been in a good mood recently?"

Xing Wei asked Han Mengyu cautiously.

"Yeah. The traffic police gave me a ticket," Han Mengyu replied.

"What? Was the ticket fifty million yuan or five hundred million yuan? "

"Fifty yuan."

"Don't tell me that Master Sheng was depressed for several days because of the fifty yuan fine."

"Yeah. However, the main point isn't that he was fined fifty yuan. It's that when the traffic police gave him the ticket, Yiling was about to kiss Master Sheng."

"Huh?"

"It was the first time that Yiling took the initiative to kiss Master Sheng. However, she was interrupted by the traffic police."

"And then?"

"And then there's nothing else."

After Zhai Yunsheng and Jian Yiling left the Wen family, Jian Yiling thanked Zhai Yunsheng for helping her solve the problem with Wen Cheng. As a result, Zhai Yunsheng asked Jian Yiling to kiss her.

However … The traffic police had interrupted their kiss.

"Then the ticket is a bit expensive. No wonder Master Sheng was unhappy," Xing Wei agreed.

Zhai Yunsheng held a piece of wood in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand. He was currently carving with the piece of wood.

One could already see the outline of the piece of wood. It was a person. It was a woman.

One didn't need to look at the woman's face to know who Zhai Yunsheng was carving.

After a while, Zhai Yunsheng was almost done.

Han Mengyu walked up to him and said, "Master Sheng, last time you asked us to investigate the R&D team of Shondori. This is the information we found."

Zhai Yunsheng flipped through the information.

“Elim?”

Zhai Yunsheng raised his head. His dark and sharp eyes were inquisitive and playful.

"Yes, Elim. That's all we found so far," Han Mengyu replied.

Zhai Yunsheng sat on the chair with one hand on his temple. He had a serious expression on his face.

According to the report, the chief designer of Shondori, Kevin, would fly to Beijing tomorrow night. Kevin's itinerary stated that he would meet Elim at the Sky Garden Restaurant.

As the chief designer of the Shondori Group, Kevin's schedule was always packed. The people that he would meet were definitely very important to the Shondori Group or him personally.

And thus, if Zhai Yunsheng wanted to confirm whether or not Elim was his fiancée, tomorrow night would be a good opportunity.

Xing Wei suggested, "As the saying goes, 'To catch a thief, we must catch the goods; to catch an adulterer, we must catch both of them.' Tomorrow, we'll catch both of them."

Han Mengyu coldly glared at him.

"Eh …" Xing Wei froze for a moment before realizing that there was something wrong with what he had just said. "Don't catch adultery, don't catch adultery …"

Should I go to the Sky Hotel tomorrow night?

If it really was Jian Yiling …

Then, he would take off his fiancée's little vest …

It seemed like … there was a little bit of hope …

The smile on Zhai Yunsheng's face became more and more obvious.

Han Mengyu and Xing Wei looked at his evil smile and thought to themselves, Even if this little sister-in-law's disguise is exposed, it won't be enough to make up for the loss of a kiss because of the traffic police's 50 yuan fine.

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Diana sent another message to Jian Yiling:

[Babe, in addition to Shondori's competitors investigating you, we also discovered that an organization called the Heqi Alliance is also investigating you. And thus, we set up a trap. We deliberately leaked information that Mr. Kevin will meet you at the Sky Garden Restaurant tonight.]

It was normal for Shondori's competitors to be curious about Elim's identity. However, what was the background of the Heqi Alliance? Why were they investigating Elim's identity?

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