Mi Cai was taken aback: "What on earth is going on with Zhu Bufan?"

"Wife, aren't you going to invite him in to sit down?" Zhu Bufan said.

Mi Cai glared fiercely at Zhu Bufan, then said: "Come in!"

Zhu Bufan walked in with a grin, plopped down on the bed still wafting with fragrance, and casually crossed his legs!

Mi Cai frowned.

"Now, can we talk? Zhu Bufan..." Mi Cai began.

"Ah! My throat is so dry! Wife, aren't you going to pour me a glass of water..." Zhu Bufan said.

"You..." Mi Cai was getting frustrated.

"Ah! Never mind, forget it, this evidence! Seems pretty important, could directly reveal who's pulling the strings behind the scenes?" Zhu Bufan said with feigned disappointment.

"You... fine, I'll pour..." Mi Cai was really angry, glaring fiercely at Zhu Bufan once more.

With no other choice, Mi Cai obediently went to pour a glass of water for Zhu Bufan.

Zhu Bufan snickered secretly, thinking how it wasn't easy to get this lofty female CEO to submit!

"Here..." Handing over the water, Mi Cai directly offered it to Zhu Bufan.

Zhu Bufan didn't take it, but instead said: "Wife, that's not a good attitude!"

"Good for nothing, Zhu Bufan, you..." Mi Cai was furious.

She had humbled herself so much, and yet Zhu Bufan still found fault with her.

"Stop, stop, wife, I'll drink. After I do, I'll talk right away..." Seeing that Mi Cai was really angry, Zhu Bufan immediately grabbed the cup and drank it in one go.

"Cough cough... cough cough..." Drinking too hurriedly, he choked.

Mi Cai watched Zhu Bufan's state and couldn't help but snicker inside.

"Talk..." Mi Cai, with a cold face, snapped her fingers.

"Cough cough, wife, don't rush! Let's take a look at these two things first!" Zhu Bufan directly took out a voice recorder and a folder.

When Mi Cai saw them, she was a bit stunned, unclear what Zhu Bufan was up to. It wasn't until Zhu Bufan opened the folder and Mi Cai saw a remittance slip and an agreement inside that she was truly stunned!

The remittance slip was nothing special, since it was from a stranger to Secretary Liu, but the agreement was different, as it bore the signatures of Mi Jujie and Liu Rong.

Of course, Mi Cai knew these two people very well!

Liu Rong, Zheng Tingqiang's secret technique; Mi Jujie, her own brother.

Even though she hadn't read the content of the agreement, Mi Cai guessed that this cargo incident was definitely concocted by her brother Mi Jujie and Liu Rong.

Seeing Mi Cai in a daze, Zhu Bufan didn't speak. He knew that at this moment, Mi Cai was still in disbelief that this was true, couldn't believe that it was her own brother controlling everything from behind. She needed time to digest this.

Therefore, Zhu Bufan didn't disturb her and just quietly waited on the side.

After quite some time, Mi Cai snapped back to reality.

"Zhu Bufan, where did you get these from?" Mi Cai asked. Although she hadn't listened to the contents of the voice recorder, she still had some disbelief in her heart.

Zhu Bufan was taken aback when he heard Mi Cai speak like that, then he got it—maybe Mi Cai was very close to Mi Jujie, or Mi Jujie treated her well, so Mi Cai didn't believe that Mi Jujie would do such a thing, which is why she questioned him! Or maybe Mi Cai was just confused and that's why she asked.

Though this made Zhu Bufan rather uncomfortable, he didn't hold it against Mi Cai and simply said, "I got it from Liu Rong!"

As for how he got it from Liu Rong, Zhu Bufan didn't tell Mi Cai.

If Mi Cai believed him, she'd believe him naturally. If she didn't, even if he explained the whole process to her, she still wouldn't believe him.

"Oh, I see, Zhu Bufan, thank you." Mi Cai said.

"Is everything okay? What about this?" Zhu Bufan shook the voice recorder in his hand.

"Just leave it here! Zhu Bufan, I'd like to be alone for a bit, is that okay?" Mi Cai didn't ask Zhu Bufan to open the voice recorder again to listen to its contents; instead, she asked Zhu Bufan to leave first.

"Okay…" Zhu Bufan knew that Mi Cai believed him, but she still needed time to digest the things he had told her today. Thus, he chose to let Mi Cai figure things out for herself, and without hesitation, Zhu Bufan left her room.

Zhu Bufan knew that Mi Cai was bound to have insomnia tonight. He really wanted to comfort his aloof, cold beauty of a wife, but he didn't take action because he knew the best thing to do right now was to let Mi Cai have some quiet time to herself.

After leaving Mi Cai's room, Zhu Bufan went straight back to his own.

…

The next morning, early on, someone was incessantly knocking on Zhu Bufan's door.

Blearily opening his eyes, Zhu Bufan put on some slippers, didn't bother with pants, and ran to open the door.

"Ah…"

A scream echoed through the whole corridor.

There stood a sweet-looking female service worker, covering her eyes.

Startled by the scream, Zhu Bufan was confused, but then, looking down, he realized he was just wearing boxers and, embarrassingly, his little brother was pitching quite the tent in his boxers.

In a flash, Zhu Bufan hurriedly closed the door. At the same time, a flicker of puzzlement crossed his brows.

Quickly getting dressed, Zhu Bufan opened the door again.

The female service worker hadn't left.

Seeing Zhu Bufan fully dressed and opening the door again, the service worker gave a professional smile:

"Mr. Zhu, good morning. The female guest who was staying with you at our hotel left early this morning. She asked me to give you this note and this voice recorder, and she also asked you to handle matters here for her. She had to leave first for an urgent matter!"

Zhu Bufan was stunned—Mi Cai had already left.

"Oh, thank you, beautiful!" Zhu Bufan expressed his appreciation to the service worker.

"You're welcome, Mr. Zhu, I'll be taking my leave then. If you need anything, just use the phone in your room to call the front desk!" the service worker said.

"Oh, really! Can I just give you a call directly?" Zhu Bufan said, seeing that the service worker was rather cute, he, of course, wanted to flirt a bit.

"That's possible too, but it seems Mr. Zhu doesn't know my phone number, does he!" The service worker looked surprised for a moment, then quickly understood what Zhu Bufan was up to—he was trying to get her number to hit on her!

Working in this hotel for half a year, Zhu Leilei had encountered plenty of such incidents, so she was very familiar with them. She knew what Zhu Bufan would say next, something like "then give it to me."

"Haha, well then, beautiful, give me your number and I'll have it!" Sure enough, that's exactly what Zhu Bufan said.

"Hehe…" Zhu Leilei just chuckled, then walked away.

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