No wonder that person left with such an unsightly expression earlier, seeing how drunk this one is, who would still be interested? It would be odd if Huangfu Jue didn’t get angry!
Sighing, Xiuyi helped Qian Xueying take off her shoes, pulled the blanket over her, turned off the light, and left the room.
Then, the person arrived at the backyard and stopped under the large tree in the back garden.
Behind the big tree, a figure immediately revealed itself, slim and with a camera hanging around the neck.
"How did it go?" Xiuyi asked.
This person had been instructed by Qian Xueying to secretly take photos of her and Huangfu Jue from the tree. With Huangfu Jue having left in a huff, Xiuyi could only pin his hopes on this spy.
"I didn’t get anything!" the photographer said helplessly. "The moment he entered, he drew the curtains tight. You couldn’t see anything from outside. I should have gone up to the terrace."
"Terrace?" Xiuyi glared at him fiercely, "Do you think you’re dealing with just anyone? He would have spotted you on the terrace."
In the rush of time, there wasn’t enough time to install surveillance equipment inside the room, and wary of Huangfu Jue’s skills, he had arranged for him to be on the tree. He had thought they could at least get a couple of usable photos, but he hadn’t expected this outcome.
As soon as he entered the Duke Residence, Huangfu Jue immediately took out his phone and handed it to Will, "Print out all the photos in here for me!"
Will took the phone, and he began unbuttoning his suit jacket, passing it to the butler who came to assist him.
"Throw away all the clothes I wore today!"
With his fastidiousness, clothes that Qian Xueying had touched were naturally impossible for him to keep for a second wear— that woman was indeed disgusting!
The butler responded with a verbal nod, yet there was some confusion in his eyes, a new suit tailored by a French craftsman, just to be thrown away?
Of course, that was just an internal question. He dared not speak his mind aloud.
Huangfu Jue took off his tie and went upstairs. Will returned him an ambiguous light smile, "Throw it all away then!"
By the time Huangfu Jue had finished his shower and came out feeling refreshed, wrapped in a bathrobe, Will had already placed the sobering orange juice and the organized documents together on the table.
"All the photos are here, I have sorted them out for you."
As Huangfu Jue approached the table to look through the documents, Will went into the bathroom to clean up the clothes that were to be discarded.
"Do you recognize this person?"
Huangfu Jue lifted a photo and showed it to him, while Will approached, holding the clothes.
"Looks familiar, I seem to have seen him somewhere. I’ve already had someone look into it."
No matter the source of the photo, since it was of such concern to him, it must be very important. Will, of course, knew what to do.
Huangfu Jue nodded in approval; he always had confidence in Will’s work.
"It’s getting late, and there’s a flight to catch early tomorrow. You should rest early," Will said, seeing that the man was indifferent to the files. He added, "Miss Gan specifically instructed me to take good care of you, and not to let you go to bed after midnight."
The man looked up from the documents and glanced at him, "Would you dare to tattle to her?"
"Of course not?" Will returned with a somewhat sly smile, "But if Miss Gan asks, I wouldn’t dare to lie."
Huangfu Jue gave him a sidelong glance and started flipping through the documents.
"I will finish within two hours."
Will checked his watch; it was just short of nine in the evening. If he finished within two hours, it meant that he would indeed go to bed on time before midnight.