Chapter 108 Merit Plus 1
In the next few days, the housekeeper witnessed Cui Jing's vulgarity in all aspects.
If he had only a hint of hidden sympathy at the beginning, now his sympathy has become a huge negative number.
The victim's tone inadvertently revealed the distress of being loved and the helplessness of being fought over. She didn't want such love or such a life at all.
Even the extraordinarily special appearance and temperament became vulgar because of complacency. How can this not be a kind of enjoyment to be low-key and yet still mention it?
Otherwise resist.
She would go on hunger strike, make a scene, or fall down and be sent to the hospital, and then take the opportunity to escape, just like her boyfriend. The housekeeper felt even more pity for Cui Jing's poor boyfriend.
The housekeeper tried his best to hide, and sometimes his eyes could barely contain the words: Why don't you run away? Cui Jing felt that her hatred was just right.
Jealousy makes people crazy.
She was the only living person on the island, so he couldn't help but go crazy.
Despite this, the butler still strictly controlled the frequency of the ships' arrival and his own communication equipment. After Cui Jing suddenly knocked over the cakes he made on the ground, he angrily carried the re-baked cakes to the beach. The sunlight outside entered his eyes, and he realized as he looked at the endless sea:
Cui Jing really couldn't run.
On that day, the housekeeper put his cell phone on the kitchen table while he was concentrating on studying new pastries. Cui Jing walked over to drink water with a wandering look in her eyes.
The butler left with a chuckle.
The phone was blatantly placed on the table, and Cui Jing was speechless. This was too obvious. In the past few days, the two of them "cooperated with each other", and Cui Jing also knew the password of the housekeeper's phone.
She unlocked her phone and thought for half a second.
——I opened a hotspot for myself on my phone. The hotspot icon was not very eye-catching among the icons in the navigation bar.
I quickly looked through some of the butler's chat records and obtained some information, such as Zhai Yang's return date has not yet been determined and the time when the transport ship will dock.
She went upstairs and quickly opened a map to find out her location. She discovered that she was indeed no longer in the country. In fact, this area on the map was a private island that was not open to the public, and there were no ships passing through.
She began to call for help.
After a moment, she gave up because she couldn't remember any of the phone numbers.
After some operations, the three major account giants... could not log in. She forgot her QQ password, and WeChat double-layer verification. She didn't have a SIM verification SMS, a friend's phone number to assist in verification, and no ID card. A series of chain reactions, the account collapsed.
Nothing.
Cui Jing was very calm. She couldn’t log into the accounts of the three major domestic companies, and she also had a foreign ID.
She quickly studied the map, planned a route, downloaded a boat rental app, and logged into the foreign ID account she was going to register for her trip abroad. Fortunately, she had linked her bank card to it in advance.
I booked a night fishing yacht at a high price.
Start packing. Some valuables that can be used as collateral, gold and jewelry that are easy to carry, portable bottled water, a few pieces of dark chocolate that can be used for emergency energy replenishment, apples that can be stored for a long time, expensive sealed bread with preservatives, etc.
On the other side, the housekeeper turned the phone over and over, wondering what Cui Jing had done with the phone and whether she had called for help in such a short time.
She didn't do anything, did she?
What if she doesn't want to leave? What's wrong with being Mrs. Zhai?
It is said that "the sky makes a noise, and the old slave appears on the stage." Many people joke online, "Give me three million a month, and I will serve anyone as the emperor." Some even say, "If the money is in place, I will serve the mistress during her confinement."
Why would she run away from such a good thing? She won't run away.
The housekeeper woke up and found the gossip master's plastic brother Cao.
"Do you know Zhai Yang's ex-wife?"
"Cui Jing?"
"Yes."
"Why did you mention her? She is said to be an ordinary person with no background. She went to the same school as the young master of the Zhai family. I don't know how they got together and got married so quickly."
"Fan Ci'en had taken a fancy to her and had set his sights on her. Hey, that's strange. One is Zhai Yang, and the other is Fan Ci'en. Is there something fishy going on with this woman? Can Zhai Yang tolerate Fan Ci'en's ideas? No way. Some time ago, Fan Ci'en was locked up at home by her father for self-reflection. I wonder if this has anything to do with it? During that time, I only saw Zhang Ye by her side. Fan Ci'en has only appeared in public these few days. It seems like she is asking about Cui Jing."
The housekeeper became interested.
"I'm just confused. Is it true that other people's products are better than her own? Or did she dislike men after becoming an Alpha and want to try women? But why doesn't she find an Omega to try? Hey, maybe she has tried. But what you can't get is the best. Fan Ci'en is also a pervert."
Seeing that the conversation was getting off track, the housekeeper, who wanted to hear Cui Jing's gossip, was about to bring the topic back to normal. After hearing the last few sentences, he asked:
"Why is it so perverted?"
"You haven't told me why you suddenly asked about Cui Jing. I haven't heard from you in the past few years. Where did you go to make a fortune? Have you forgotten me? Don't forget me when you become rich." Brother Cao was not satisfied with the information he got, but still answered mysteriously: "They say Fan Ci'en has a sadistic tendency. It is said, it is said."
"Just asking casually." The butler chose his words carefully.
Fan Ci'en is looking for Cui Jing?
"My current employer is Zhai Yang. I can't say more. I have signed a confidentiality agreement on my work."
His words were a confession. He suddenly asked about Zhai Yang's wife, which made it clear that he was in contact with Cui Jing. Brother Grass was a shrewd man. When he heard this, he had a plan in mind and planned to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
The two exchanged pleasantries again.
At the end of the conversation, Brother Grass suddenly sighed: "Cui Jing is so weak that she can't stand being teased by Fan Ci'en. Fan Ci'en is not the kind of person who is kind to women. Let's stop here today and talk about it another day."
The housekeeper was tricked into revealing some information that did not involve the confidentiality agreement but could be disclosed. He impulsively set a trap for Cui Jing and hung up the phone with a guilty conscience.
I baked several trays of cookies in one afternoon.
The phone suddenly rang.
"Hey."
"Hello, hello. Could you please not hang up the phone yet? Can I have three minutes to introduce our screens to you?" A very pleasant male voice. The housekeeper was controlled for a few seconds.
Sales calls.
“I don’t need window screens.”
"We have door curtains in addition to screen windows."
"I don't need to put up the door curtain either." The housekeeper dragged and tugged before hanging up the sales call. He began to concentrate on preparing dinner. He racked his brains, came up with something unique, and put in all his energy and skills to make a dinner.
Cui Jing, who usually would say something tough to her, rarely uttered praise.
The housekeeper's mouth was a little numb. "Thank you."
"The phone has been ringing for a long time." Cui Jing reminded.
The housekeeper went to the side to answer the phone. The person on the other end called out the housekeeper's name directly, speaking in unstandard Mandarin, claiming to be a policeman from a certain police station and that his account was involved in fraud.
The butler came back to the taste.
Scam calls. It's an old trick that only targets children and the elderly who rarely use the Internet.
There was one salesperson and one fraudster on this day. With this frequency, the National Anti-Fraud Center must be very busy. He hung up the phone, feeling uneasy. But what if it was neither salesperson nor fraudster? His tense nerves reminded him of a name, and he could not get it out of his mind.
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"Sister Xiao Fan."
Zhang Ye pushed the door open and went in.
The smoke in the room was mixed with a very light mint scent, which was very cool and refreshing, making people feel comfortable. It was mint smoke, not pheromones. Zhang Ye had been exposed to it for so long but still couldn't get used to Fan Ci'en's pheromones.
Fan Ci'en ignored Zhang Ye and asked, "Have you found the location?"
The technician who made the fraudulent call said: "We are here. The IP location was successful. This location... is an island that is not open to the public. The owner is Asian. This island is the one that must belong to Zhai Yang."
"Sister Xiao Fan." Zhang Ye called again.
"You didn't tell me she got divorced?" Fan Ci'en didn't smile at all. "Zhai Yang is such a piece of shit. How could he force her?"
Such words coming out of her mouth sounded like a real hellish joke. Zhang Ye laughed when he heard them.
Merit plus one.