Chapter 249 — Something Wrong with Your Brain? When Sun Jingyan Arrived, Wei Zhao Had Already Been Waiting for Over Ten Minutes.
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
"I thought you weren't coming. I was about to head home." Wei Zhao lazily pulled open the car door and got in.
"Traffic was terrible — it's rush hour," Sun Jingyan said with a hint of apology. "Little husband, shall we grab something to eat first?"
"Who's your husband?" Wei Zhao frowned. "Something wrong with your brain? Don't go calling me that. Did I ever agree to it?"
Why was this girl so clingy? If Gu Mengyao heard it, it would be nothing — she'd just blow up once and be done with it. But if Tang Zhi heard it, she'd start thinking something was actually going on!
What was really unfair was that it would be one thing if he and Sun Jingyan had actually done something — Wei Zhao had never been one to shy from trouble. The key problem was that absolutely nothing had happened. If he had to carry the title of Sun Jingyan's husband, wouldn't that be a grievance? And on top of that, he'd have to go clean up her *** mess for her.
"I'm your lover now — how can you deny it?" Sun Jingyan giggled. "You said it yourself. A gentleman's word is his bond."
Wei Zhao shut his mouth. He had indeed said that, which was why he had honorably come to help Sun Jingyan sort out her troubles. But keeping his word was one thing; a few grumbles were only natural.
"I'll honor it. But don't call me husband anymore — it gives me the creeps. Nothing good ever comes of you calling me that." Wei Zhao shrugged.
"Fine then. Next time something good comes along, I'll call you that." Sun Jingyan seized the opening and climbed right up.
"Suit yourself." Wei Zhao really couldn't be bothered to argue. To be honest, Sun Jingyan was genuinely beautiful, and if she weren't so much trouble, he'd have been happy to flirt with her a little. But she really was trouble. "Forget the food. Where are we stealing the data from? Let's get this over with, quick and clean."
"Going now... might be a bit of a problem." Sun Jingyan glanced at the time on the dashboard. "According to the people I sent to watch him, Zhang Tongtian of Tongtian Qi Trading Company has brought his *** back to his residence. They're probably going at it hot and heavy right now — it won't be easy for you to make your move. I thought we'd wait a while until they're both asleep, then you go up and do it."
"No problem." Wei Zhao said indifferently. "I'm the one stealing, not you. Just get it done fast — I've got things to do tonight."
"All right." Since Wei Zhao had said so, Sun Jingyan naturally said no more. She started the car and drove toward Zhang Tongtian's residence.
It had to be said, the name Zhang Tongtian had real force to it — as if he had connections to the heavens themselves.
Zhang Tongtian lived in an upscale villa complex, every house a *** little villa of its own. It was clear that Zhang Tongtian's company made good money. Trading was the kind of business that always required connections — without the right network, you couldn't even get off the ground.
When Sun Jingyan drove into the complex, the security guard barely checked anything before waving her through. A red Audi A4L — not an especially luxurious car, but a favorite of many young women, and there were plenty of them in the complex.
She parked near a three-story villa and pointed at it. "That's the place. The recording is saved on a silver DV. Look for it — it should be in the briefcase he carries with him. He's careful with things like that; he won't hand it over to anyone else to keep."
Wei Zhao nodded and got out of the car. "Wait for me here."
"How are you going to get in..." Sun Jingyan was just about to ask how Wei Zhao planned to get past the villa's walls when she saw he had already nimbly vaulted over them and into the compound...
Could he really be some kind of master thief? Sun Jingyan blinked. This man astonished her more and more. Not only were his hands skilled, his physical ability was extraordinary too. How had someone like that ended up in Songshan City?