Shen Jingjue returned to the study and waited for Han Xian to come find him.
He repeatedly thought about what the little maid said to him. He was standing in front of the window, smoking a cigarette, his eyes dark, but his heart beating hard.
So, she and Tang Qiaoer had personal contact and have always been in contact?
Why?
Tang Qiaoer, what do you want to do? Why do you always make me... uneasy.
There was a knock on the door, and after Shen Jingjue answered, he took a deep breath of cigarette and flicked the ashes with his long, calloused fingers.
The door opened, and Han Xian quickly walked out, closed the door tightly, walked behind him, and handed the note in his hand to him.
"Mr. Shen, this is the address Feng Ning asked me to give you. She will be here tonight to meet Miss Tang."
Shen Jing felt his heart tightening, and the fingertips holding the cigarette were trembling slightly.
He turned around and took the note. He only glanced at it and knew the address by heart.
"What else did that maid named Feng Ning tell you?"
Han Xian shook his head, "Mr. Shen, I feel like she... seems to be Miss Tang's spy in the Shen family."
"You don't need to feel it, she is." Shen Jingjue's voice was slightly hoarse and he held the note firmly in his palm.
This little woman is always arranging her troops without anyone noticing, and she can change everything under his nose.
"This...what is Miss Tang doing?"
Han Xian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh! Could it be that Miss Tang still has a nostalgia for you, so she left an eyeliner in the Shen family to pay attention to your every move?!
It seems that the young lady still has you in her heart, Mr. Shen! What a joy! "
Shen Jingjue's eyebrows were staring at him gloomily, and even the smoke he breathed into the air was full of helplessness.
He was not narcissistic enough, and felt that Tang Qiaoer did this because she still had nostalgia for him. The eldest lady of the Tang family has many things to do and is very ambitious. She has no time to spare.
There is only one possibility.
There are still things in the Shen family that she is worried about, which require her to pay close attention to.
Is it for the third wife Chu Rou? So, she is still thinking of ways to take revenge on Qin Shu?
But if so, they only need to do it privately. Why did Feng Ning want to reveal her and Tang Qiaoer's conspiracy to him when she met him today?
Do you want him to help them?
Shen Jing felt his starry eyes turn red quietly, as if his heart that had been placed in an ice cellar became active again, and a strong desire for protection surged in his heart.
"Mr. Shen, do you want me to accompany you tonight?" Han Xian asked with concern.
Shen Jingjue took a deep breath and shook his head slightly, "No, Feng Ning only asked me to go, so that means they don't want others to know their secret."
Han Xian couldn't help but worry about him, "But Mr. Shen, does the young lady know that you are going there? If this is just Feng Ning's own intention, then when the young lady sees you, won't the young lady be angry again?"
"Then I will follow her secretly and guard her from a distance."
Whenever Shen Jingjue thinks of Tang Qiao'er, his usually cold eyes are filled with tender love, "She is the master of heaven and earth, I can't worry about her."
*
At nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Bailu dressed neatly and went out.
Not long after she left, Feng Ning wore a black sportswear and a peaked cap and left Guanchao Manor through the back door.
As soon as she got into the car and left, a black car slowly drove out of the darkness.
"Miss Third, do you want to follow?"
The man driving the car was a close confidant of Qin Shu's, surnamed Wang. He also served as her special assistant and had helped their mother and daughter with many things over the years. She was sent here on an errand tonight.
"There is no need to follow. The traitor who cheated and tipped off tonight will definitely not be allowed to come back alive! If we follow too closely, we will be in trouble if we are caught by some unlucky camera." Shen Bailu followed Qin Shu, doing He is good at doing bad things.
"Yes, then I'll ask Madam for instructions. When the time is right, we'll take action." Assistant Wang was like a programmed machine, saying this without any emotion at all.
"How are you going to do it?"
