‘Programme proposal, programme budget, development prospect, distribution of mutual benefits… Darn it! What the heck are all these?!’
Zhao Youlin sucked in a cold breath. She flipped through the pages with increased frustration, only to find that the other pages were also a bunch of things that she could not understand. Her first reaction was that she had been swindled by Mister Qin or whatsoever.
However, the guess was overturned by Zhao Youlin soon after. She had worked with the same detective agency many times before. Before this, she had adopted various identities to contact them. All in all, they had a good reputation. It did not make sense for them to have made such a big blunder.
Of course, there was another possible reason. Zhao Youlin had not paid the fee in full, and it had been a handsome sum. On second thought, even so, the staff from the detective agency did not seem to be of such a petty type.
Having all her other hypotheses overturned, she was left with only one possibility.
Zhao Youlin frowned. ‘Did it get swapped with something else on my way home?’
‘Swapped?!’ Something seemed to flash across Zhao Youlin’s mind.
She had delivered a kick and sent the thief in the black shirt flying. The briefcase had been tossed up and fell on the floor. The documents inside were scattered around, especially when the wind blew. Moreover, a folder had been flung out of the briefcase and had slid next to her. The folder looked similar to hers.
Zhao Youlin concentrated on rerunning the events in the head. Her face darkened.
Darn it! At that time, she had instinctively wanted to pick up the folder that was nearest to her. Mu Tingfeng’s sudden appearance had given her a shock.
As a result, she had totally forgotten to check if she had gotten the right folder. The moment she picked up the folder, she had fled. Now, as she thought it over…
Zhao Youlin flipped the folder inward out as if she sensed it. Indeed, the small Chinese redbud picture that was on the corner of the original folder was gone. She had really taken the wrong one!
“Oh, shit!” Zhao Youlin cursed in frustration and kicked the bedside table. A dull thud rang out.
The villa in the Mu family was brightly lit. It was cold and silent as usual, without many people being around. No. In fact, today the atmosphere in the Mu family was strange compared to its usual lifeless atmosphere.
The old butler had stayed in the villa for many years. It was his first time experiencing such a bizarre atmosphere.
It had all started in the afternoon on that day. For the first time ever, the young master Mu who hardly came back actually took his lunch at home.
Not only that, after the young master had his lunch, he took the newspaper of the day and read them on the couch at home. He read until it was past five o’clock in the afternoon. He actually did not go to work in the entire afternoon. This had never happened before.
After that, he had his dinner. It was then when the young master’s mood started to turn gloomy. As time passed by, his presence had caused the surroundings of the living hall to turn increasingly cold.
On top of that, what was the deal with the young master looking at the phone once every few minutes? Could it be that the young master had been waiting for a certain one’s call from afternoon until night?
Just then, the telephone in the living hall suddenly rang, confirming the old butler’s guess.
The old butler shuddered. He strode forward to where the telephone was placed. However, as he was about to reach the telephone, a deep voice was heard, “Let me pick up the call.”
‘Huh?’ The old butler froze. He seemed to have sensed an obvious hint of glee from the young master’s tone.
Before the old butler continued to pry further, the young master had already picked up the call. At the same time, a familiar voice was clearly heard from the other end of the phone.
“Mu Tingfeng, you’re the cause of all my misfortune! Give me back my things!”