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Zong Zeyu quietly watched Tong Le and spoke, "Even if you let him know, what difference does it make? We have no substantial relationship. What are you afraid of? Or are you secretly scared of Ke Wenjie and don’t want to provoke him?"
Tong Le shook his head. "It's not fear; I just don't want to disrupt our current plan. I want to retrieve what I desire without drawing attention, at the least possible cost, rather than tearing our faces off in confrontation. My current strength is limited, and if I truly anger him, I'm not sure I can get everything back."
Zong Zeyu nodded. He was willing to cooperate with Tong Le. Even though he could easily help her reclaim what she wanted with just a flick of his finger, he wouldn’t act rashly until Tong Le made her feelings clear. He would follow her wishes.
At the entrance of the house, Tian Ling was about to open the door to check when Tong Le hurriedly whispered, "Don’t open the door; there’s someone in the corridor."
Tian Ling withdrew her hand and rushed to Tong Le, anxious. "Who else is there? Didn't Ke Wenjie already go downstairs?"
Tong Le replied, "Lan Qingqing is in the corridor. I just caught a whiff of her perfume at the door. I'm very sensitive to that brand of perfume; she must be secretly following me and then informed Ke Wenjie."
Tian Ling grew tense. "What if Lan Qingqing has already seen Zong Zeyu and Fan Qinghua?"
Tong Le shook her head. "She probably hasn’t seen their faces. Besides, Zong Zeyu came in Fan Qinghua's car, which is inconspicuous. It’s dark outside, and most importantly, if Lan Qingqing knew that Zong Zeyu was hiding in our house, she would never call Ke Wenjie."
Fan Qinghua muttered quietly, "See? I knew my car was cheap."
Tian Ling was confused. "Why wouldn’t Lan Qingqing call Ke Wenjie?"
Zong Zeyu answered, "Because she doesn’t dare."
Tong Le nodded in agreement. "Yes, Lan Qingqing is a sycophant. If she found out that we were dining with Zong Zeyu, she definitely wouldn’t dare to call Ke Wenjie. Otherwise, if she angers Zong Zeyu, neither she nor Ke Wenjie would have a good outcome."
Tong Le glanced at Zong Zeyu, who smiled back, clearly pleased with her explanation.
The four of them sat back down at the dining table, but Tian Ling couldn’t help but worry. If Lan Qingqing lingered in the corridor for too long, how would Zong Zeyu and Fan Qinghua leave?
Zong Zeyu took out his phone and sent a message to Wu Youyou.
After sending the message, he looked up and said confidently, "It’s taken care of; Lan Qingqing will leave on her own within five minutes."
Tian Ling rushed to the window to look downstairs and made a bet. "If Lan Qingqing doesn’t come down within five minutes, you owe me a hundred bucks."
Zong Zeyu replied assuredly, "I’d bet twenty thousand on it."
Meanwhile, in the safety corridor, Lan Qingqing was hiding behind the safety door. She wanted to see if there were any men hidden in Tian Ling's house when her phone rang—it was Wu Youyou.
Seeing Wu Youyou's call made Lan Qingqing feel overwhelmed; she had no choice but to answer it. On the other end, Wu Youyou immediately ordered her, "Get back to the office right now!"
Lan Qingqing whispered back, "Isn’t it after hours? Is there some urgent task?"
Wu Youyou lost patience. "If I say go back to the office, then go! Stop talking nonsense! If not, quit your job!"
Lan Qingqing hurriedly said, "I’m heading back to Si right now!"
After hanging up the phone, she rushed downstairs, sprinting out of the community and driving towards Si.
Meanwhile, Tian Ling pointed at Lan Qingqing's disheveled figure and exclaimed, "I can’t believe it! She really was hiding in the corridor!"
The dinner didn’t last long. Tong Le quickly left Tian Ling's house, but only she could leave first, taking with her the ones waiting downstairs: Ke Wenjie, Zong Zeyu, and Fan Qinghua.
Tong Le got into Ke Wenjie’s car, and they drove off.
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