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Chapter 389 What else can you do if you don't take a shower? Surf the waves?
With his identity suddenly changed, Xu Wei looked at the two people sitting opposite him and realized that something was wrong.

"You guys are in cahoots?"

"No." Mumu's words gave him a glimmer of hope, only to extinguish it instantly.

"I only came here out of kindness to help catch the bad guys, I didn't expect you to be so stupid as to fall for it as soon as you heard it."

Even now, the scoundrel Xu Wei is racking his brains trying to figure out which link went wrong, causing the old story to be brought up again.

Not long after the inquiry ended, Shen Zhaoyi received the compiled and organized account of the whole story.

[Ms. Shen, based on the information we have so far, we need to find this so-called Old Mrs. Chen in order to completely resolve the public outcry.]

This person should be relatively easy to find.

Since it's related to the competition organizers, let Xiaoyuan inquire about it, or ask Pei Yan directly.

As for what follows, the courts will be held and trials will be conducted as appropriate.

Money is not a concern.

Stunned by Shen Zhaoyi's domineering remarks, Cong Lang suddenly had the idea of ​​changing jobs. With such a protective boss, life would be really promising.

In case Xu Wei went to inform Old Mrs. Chen, the lawyer went to the motorcade the next day.

However, this time they came up empty-handed.

Because the regional competition this month is about to begin, and the location is in Hong Kong, Xiaoyuan has already taken her people to the airport and is preparing to depart.

Looking at the location in the group chat, Cong Lang didn't hesitate and booked the next flight out of his own pocket.

[Perfect timing! I haven't seen it yet, let's go see it together and broaden our horizons.]

[Afterwards, I have some news to share.]

"In this life, I will reclaim everything that belongs to me?" Qiu Ze, sitting next to Pei Yan, repeated the group name verbatim.

At the same time, I'm very curious: what are they taking back? And who wants to take it back?

Seeing Xiaoyuan speaking as well, the child instantly thought of a possibility—

"Bro, is this some new slang term?"

“You…” Pei Yan looked at him hesitantly, wondering if the higher-ups had made a mistake with the kid’s admission score.

On the beach in Langdu, Shen Zhaoyi learned of Cong Lang's idea and simply told him to keep the ticket stubs so she could get reimbursed when she got back.

Traveling a long way to watch a game, how can that not be considered supporting one's own career?
The next two days were unusually peaceful.

Until the news of Pei Yan winning the championship again came.

This time, Chen Hong and Zhou Yiling have also made progress, which is a double celebration.

As the dinner party progressed, Cong Lang finally found an opportunity to inquire about "Old Lady Chen."

In such a joyous occasion, the sudden mention of a sour topic made Pei Yan's expression somewhat unpleasant, but he still managed to point in a clear direction in the end.

The other party is indeed someone involved in the event, but they are wealthy and powerful, unlike Xu Wei who is brainless.

“Who says we have to use the same methods to deal with her?” Cong Lang gestured for him to hold back.

Pei Yan didn't take those words to heart.

What he was more concerned about now was that it was almost midnight, and the news of his victory should have reached Shen Zhaoyi by now, but why was there still no sound on his phone?

On the other side of the ocean, the person being missed was drinking with Lu Qing and her sister.

As for why they were so interested, it was because the preliminary design of the island had been finalized.

"Three days, just three days! That's incredibly fast!" Shen Zhaoyi clinked glasses with him and continued to praise him.

Before coming here, I thought it would be very difficult, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.

There are only a few months left to wait for the ultimate prize that the system has placed there, and all of this is thanks to Lu Qing, who is like a cheat code.

"What's the big deal? Didn't I already say that everyone has their own area of ​​expertise? This is my forte!"

"But we also have to thank Sister Shen for making her demands clear." "You don't know, I've dealt with a lot of clients before who couldn't express themselves clearly and were the most nitpicky. That's when it's really hard to make money and suffer."

Recalling the hardships she had endured, Lu Qing tilted her head back and chugged directly from the bottle.

Seeing how obviously intoxicated the two were by drinking, Xu Meng quickly separated them to persuade them to stop, and finally managed to take them both back to the hotel.

Shen Zhaoyi's mind was not yet under the control of alcohol. After entering the room, while she was still sober, she grabbed her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

The moment the water was poured, the phone rang.

Looking at the contact information again, Pei Yan?

It must be the middle of the night back home at this time, why aren't they asleep yet?
Fortunately, it wasn't a video call, so Shen Zhaoyi immediately pressed the speakerphone button. "Hello? What's up?"

The gentle patter of the showerhead was more noticeable than her question.

"You...you're taking a shower?" Pei Yan's palms were sweating nervously.

"What else, surfing?"

As the heat from the bathroom gradually rose, Shen Zhaoyi's mind began to fog up, and her answers were purely subconscious responses made without conscious thought.

Pei Yan swallowed hard, forcing himself not to let his mind wander into anything unfounded.

"Shen Zhaoyi, my competition is over." He brought up his results for the day, like a child asking for a reward.

"You said you would give an answer after this, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"I haven't forgotten!" A firm and resounding answer made Pei Yan subconsciously begin to look forward to it.

However, he was still expecting it a bit too early.

Shen Zhaoyi seemed to wipe the water off her face, and after a long while, she continued, "Um, what did you want to ask again?"

The sudden change caused Pei Yan's expression to crack.

Was he being played again?
"Shen Zhaoyi, I'm begging you, can you just give me a quick death?" Pei Yan's voice was broken: "You told me to figure out whether it was feelings or gratitude, and I thought about it and I knew it very well, but why are you pretending to be confused in the end?"

"How can you ask for help like that?"

Shen Zhaoyi's words seemed to express dissatisfaction with Pei Yan's attitude.

But in reality, she is now completely dominated by her second personality after getting drunk.

Cheng Yubai was most familiar with this situation.

But since Pei Yan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he naturally couldn't detect anything amiss. He even humbly began to ask, "Then how should I ask?"

Shen Zhaoyi thought for a moment and gave her answer—

"V me 50, let's see how strong I am first."

"Are you serious?" Pei Yan asked hesitantly.

After receiving an affirmative reply, he opened WeChat and transferred 50,000 yuan directly.

Upon seeing the four zeros that followed, Shen Zhaoyi, who had completely forgotten about the system, suddenly had a glimmer of hope.

"Very good, you passed."

"Come to my room, and we'll teach you the rest face-to-face."

"What?" Pei Yan was clearly unprepared for such a warm welcome.

As drowsiness crept in, Shen Zhaoyi's patience ran out. "I told you to come find me, face to face, are you deaf?!"

"I'm not deaf."

And I heard it very clearly.

So, is he about to be accepted?
In the quiet of the night, most of the people in the hotel were asleep when an excited howl suddenly came from outside the window.

Chen Hong, who lived next door, suddenly woke up.

"Is it haunted?!"