The Cemetary
"Yifeng, you have 3 hours to find out everything about that woman".
"Yes, Sir," Yifeng took out a digital camera from the glove box in front and took a few photographs of Song Ruoxin.
He paused as An Lixin walked to the group, he frowned as he watched An Lixin's countenance change when she glanced at Song Ruoxin, "Boss, looks like Miss An knows the lady".
"... It would seem so," Ren Yunxin muttered tilting his head to the side and tapping his fingers on the leather car seat, "there is something there, find out what, Yifeng".
Yifeng nodded, "I will reach out to Jiayi, she is a maid at the chairman's house. She should know why but if she doesn't I will try one of Secretary Jin's assistants".
Ren Yunxi hummed an approval and leaned back on the seat, "Be fast about it, I don't wish to resort to speaking with An Lixin". He shook his head, "The dumb bitch has none of Shihan's brains".
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