Imagining the scene to come, Qian Xueying coldly curved her lips into a smile, too bold and exaggerated. It pulled at her wound, causing a sharp sting on the corner of her mouth and left cheek. Pain twisted her smile into something grotesque and ugly.
"Moses is always on guard, I'm afraid... it won't be easy to get my hands on that album."
Qian Xueying raised her hand to gently touch her swollen face, "I have my ways."
Moses was indifferent and deep in thought, meticulous—a difficult man to deal with, but, once a man likes a woman, he ends up with vulnerabilities and weaknesses.
Xiuyi accelerated the car, "Let's head back and take care of your injury first!"
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At the Duke Hotel, in the general manager's office.
When Gan Yuan pushed the door open and entered, Huangfu Jue was poring over a document in his hands.
It was a file on Qian Xueying, and from the looks of it, the girl didn't seem to have anything remarkable about her.
Could it be...
