Chapter 1984: Chapter 1982: Following Duanmu Jing
"Lin Shir, you’re such an ass, next ti you want to find , just contact
directly, okay? Don’t let your sister call !" On the subway, Wang Dadong roared at Lin Shir.
Just now, he was almost scared shitless.
The result wasn’t that the female CEO was looking for him, but this pesky sister-in-law was.
Lin Shir looked at Wang Dadong with an aggrieved expression and said, "Stinky brother-in-law, who told you not to answer when I call? How is that my fault?"
"Alright, alright, you win. From now on, if anything cos up, just call
directly, I’ll definitely answer!" Wang Dadong said, feeling frustrated.
"Tell , brother-in-law, why are you so afraid of my sister calling you? You’re not doing sothing shady behind her back, are you?" Lin Shir squinted her pretty big eyes.
"How could that be!" Wang Dadong imdiately denied.
Lin Shir didn’t press the matter further.
However, after a while, Lin Shir got annoyed because Wang Dadong kept playing with his phone.
"Brother-in-law, I’m your beautiful and delicate sister-in-law sitting right next to you, and yet you’re just playing with your phone. Is that really okay?" Lin Shir pouted.
Wang Dadong’s face twitched, and he said, "I just think it’s inappropriate to play with my sister-in-law in public..."
Lin Shir: "..."
Lin Shir looked at Wang Dadong with disdain; this guy only dares to talk smack. If I really let you play with , would you dare?
"Little mischief-maker, what’s up today?" With his glamorous sister-in-law, Wang Dadong indeed didn’t dare to ss around, so he awkwardly rubbed his nose and asked.
Lin Shir’s expression turned slightly serious, gritting her teeth, "Brother-in-law, I suspect Jingjing is seeing soone else outside again!"
"No way? Are you sure?" Wang Dadong’s face twitched.
Generally, rich won keep toy boys; but Lin Shir is different. She keeps a girl, which is quite sothing.
"I’m not entirely sure. I just know she’s been asking
for money lately, and she spends it quickly. Plus, she never invites
to her place." Lin Shir said, a little annoyed.
"Maybe it’s sothing else?" Wang Dadong said.
"I don’t care, I just suspect her!" Lin Shir said stubbornly.
"So what do you want to do? Follow her?" Wang Dadong rolled his eyes.
Oh dear, although Duanmu Jing and Lin Shir are together, it seems that Duanmu Jing’s orientation is quite normal, you know.
If she’s not cheating, now that would be strange!
But it’s odd, why would a normal girl like Duanmu Jing be with an oddball like Lin Shir?
Could it be for Lin Shir’s money?
Thinking about it, it’s possible. Well, let’s help check out what Duanmu Jing is up to.
"Yes, brother-in-law, I just want you to help
follow her!" Lin Shir waved her small fists and said.
"Why don’t you go yourself?" Although he had already decided to help Lin Shir, Wang Dadong still rolled his eyes.
"I can’t follow her; she shakes
off every ti." Lin Shir said, a bit frustrated.
"If you can’t do it, why do you think I can?"
"Aren’t you the Super Special Forces who can supposedly steal won’s underwear from miles away without a trace? This task should be a piece of cake, right?"
Wang Dadong was covered in cold sweat. It’s true he’s a Super Special Forces mber, and following a girl should indeed be a piece of cake, but damn, since when did I beco soone who steals won’s underwear from miles away without a trace...?
"Brother-in-law, from my observations, Duanmu Jing takes this subway ho at this ti every week. She’ll get on at the next stop. I’m getting off now, it’s all up to you, Super Underwear Special Forces!" Lin Shir patted Wang Dadong’s shoulder solemnly.
Wang Dadong felt like crying once again. Damn it, I’m not an Underwear Special Forces!
To think that he, the mighty Hell’s Death Knell, the only one to complete an SSS-grade mission, would today be reduced to following a little girl. What a waste of talent.
Shaking his head, Wang Dadong began his task.
Any task assigned by his sister-in-law must be taken seriously.
Otherwise, if he gets reported to the tigress, he’d suffer again.
Lin Shir was right. When the subway stopped at the next station, Wang Dadong indeed saw Duanmu Jing through the subway window on the platform.
She must be catching this train too.
Quickly noting the subway’s deceleration speed and the car Duanmu Jing was in, Wang Dadong roughly calculated which compartnt she would board.
Duanmu Jing was indeed cautious. After getting off the subway, she switched to a taxi, then a bus, then another subway, and finally even took a rickshaw.
Wang Dadong was baffled, just going ho needn’t be like so secret spy eting?
However cautious Duanmu Jing might be, it’d be impossible to shake off Wang Dadong.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be worthy of being called the King of rcenaries.
Wang Dadong kept a subtle distance, always keeping Duanmu Jing in his line of sight.
Following Duanmu Jing, Wang Dadong eventually arrived at a slum area.
Before entering the slum, Duanmu Jing took off her brand-na clothes and changed into very plain clothing from her backpack, then carried the groceries she bought at the market into the slum.
"Xiao Jing is back, are you hungry? Co, I’ll make you sothing to eat." A cheerful voice ca from the slum.
It was a woman sitting in a wheelchair.
"Mom, let
cook, you just rest." Duanmu Jing smiled gently, then quickly tied on an apron and went into the kitchen.
Seeing this, Wang Dadong furrowed his brows even tighter.
This Duanmu Jing’s family is actually this poor.
But Duanmu Jing usually doesn’t seem like a child from a poor family.
The clothes she buys, the bags she uses, the costics are basically all brand nas.
And Lin Shir once ntioned to Wang Dadong that Duanmu Jing’s father was a private business owner. Although he didn’t make as much as the Shiyan Group, he was quite well-off.
Now it seems that wasn’t the case at all.
But she’s clearly a poor student, why pretend to be rich?
Looks like only further observation will tell.
Duanmu Jing was quite dosticated, it didn’t take long for her to finish preparing the al.
At the dining table, the woman in the wheelchair kept serving food to Duanmu Jing.
Though it wasn’t fancy cuisine, and the table was shabby, it felt warm.
After eating, Duanmu Jing cleaned up the dishes, then washed them, mopped the floor, and even massaged her mother’s feet.
It was clear that Duanmu Jing was indeed a good girl at ho, doing chores, taking care of her wheelchair-bound mother, handling all the dirty and tiring work.
Wang Dadong shook his head silently, planning to leave. As long as Duanmu Jing didn’t have ill intentions towards Lin Shir, it was fine.
Anyway, Lin Shir wasn’t short on money; giving so to Duanmu Jing to satiate her vanity wasn’t a big deal.
"Kneel down for !" However, just as Wang Dadong was about to leave, an angry shout ca from the slum.
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