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"Tuk-tuk-"

Wen Ling woke up from his sleep and it was already dark outside.

Wen Ling reached out to the side, but found nothing.

When his palm touched a ball of air, a huge fear came over him and he instinctively knew that something bad was going to happen.

He looked down and saw that his clothes were intact. They were not even the same clothes he was wearing when he was dragged here. If it weren't for the scent of lovemaking still lingering in the air, he would have even suspected that he had just had an outrageous dream.

He threw back the quilt and got out of bed. After he stood up, he still felt dizzy. He pinched his aching forehead and glanced at everything in the room in confusion.

Everything was normal, except... there was no trace of her.

"Tuk-tuk-"

The knock on the door sounded again. Wen Ling couldn't accept this news and still walked towards the door with the last hope - what if? What if she just went out for a while and forgot to bring the room card?

Wen Ling opened the door with his last hope, and when he saw the person outside, he even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his eyes.

"Hello, sir. This is something that the lady who came with you left for you."

Wen Ling took the thin piece of paper in a daze.

"Also, the lady has renewed this room for you. You can continue to rest here. Our hotel also provides meals. Do you need them now?" Although she didn't think that the depressed-looking man in front of her needed it now, she still asked the question based on her strong professional qualities.

Wen Ling hesitated and opened his mouth several times, but finally, under the waiter's calm gaze, he said, "No, thank you."

After closing the door, Wen Ling slowly let the small piece of paper, which couldn't even be called a letter, slide to the ground, and for a moment he didn't have the strength to open it.

Frames of images flashed before my eyes, but none of them were clear. I didn't know when everything in front of my eyes started to spin randomly. The vase, bedside table... everything became distorted.

Wen Ling closed his eyes helplessly. After a while, a slight sob came from his throat. The slightest sound in the silence could stir up a wave of emotions in the room.

He stood up, and his emotions seemed to have recovered. However, he opened the hastily folded piece of paper with shaking hands, and even failed to align the edges. With blurry vision, he finally saw the contents clearly -

“There is only one lesson: never be soft-hearted easily.

As you can see, neither can I."

Wen Ling took a deep breath, and tears fell down, hitting the note and blurring the words on it.

He tore the piece of paper apart and held it in his hand. The veins on the back of his hand popped up. He didn't know how much effort it took.

What a great class.

She had told him clearly, hadn't she?

She even told him the start time clearly.

He was the one who indulged in her false gentleness and let his guard down. Even when he realized something was wrong, he still chose to deceive himself and let the situation develop into this state.

It's his problem that he can't get rid of his soft heart.

He shouldn't have chosen to believe her.

This was a gamble in itself. He bet everything he had on it, and he never estimated how much it was worth in her heart. Who knows, maybe everything was just for her fun.

Wen Ling took a deep breath and finally forced a smile.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter..."

His whispers blended into the darkness, unheard by anyone.

?

"Ma'am, you've been notified."

Zhou Zhi stuffed a few bills into her hand and thanked her politely: "Thank you."

The waitress didn't think it was a big deal, as it was part of her job. The polite and pretty lady even gave her a tip, but she still couldn't understand why she did this. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Zhi looked at the time and sighed regretfully: "I'm in class."

"Attend class?"

Zhou Zhi curled his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "Yes, in class, it's a pity that my student doesn't understand me very well."

After the still confused waiter walked away, Zhou Zhi waited for a while, then took two steps back, turned around and walked out of the hotel lobby.

Yeah, what a pity.

She gave him a chance, but he was still too timid.

She got into a black business car parked on the side of the road. There was another person sitting in the back seat.

As soon as Zhou Zhi sat down, the other party asked her: "Have you thought it through? Will you come with me tonight?"

Zhou Zhi said honestly: "It's not something I've thought clearly about."

"Fortunately, I don't really care whether you think it through actively or passively."

Zhou Zhi nudged his lips: "What a pity."

The person next to him laughed and threw the document in his hand over: "Take a look."

"okay."

Zhou Zhi looked at the terms in front of him and really didn't expect that there would be such a day. The original task was almost completed. That day, Jiang Ning's father had an accident, and she found Ms. Ren. Her request was simple. Because the transfer was troublesome, she wanted to cut part of her salary to help her find an authoritative doctor. At the same time, she made a request.

Become her heir.

The bad news: She no longer has five million in assets.

Good news: She has another way to get five million.

Half good, half bad news: she wants to send her abroad for training.

She even went online to look up her again, checking both the hidden and obvious facts, and only then was she sure that she was a good person.

He left quickly.