21: 91 God

Shocked, her pupils constricted sharply, and her body trembled slightly.

She couldn't believe it.

How did a mysterious person she had never met know about her private habit of often not wearing clothes at home?

Was this the intelligence capability he wanted to demonstrate?!

Her first thought was, did the mysterious person install a camera in her home?

If so, did the mysterious person know every move she made at home?

"That's impossible!"

After quickly pondering, Lan Zijun denied it decisively.

From the design to the construction, and even the layout of her home, Lan Zijun had personally participated in everything. There couldn't be any place she didn't know about where a camera could be secretly placed.

In addition, her Entrance, windows, garage, and other areas were all equipped with expensive surveillance cameras that had anti-interference functions.

If the mysterious person had snuck into her home to install cameras to monitor her, he would naturally have nowhere to hide and would be discovered.

Thinking of this, Lan Zijun's heart calmed down slightly.

But the confusion didn't disappear.

The fact that she didn't like wearing clothes at home was extremely private.

She had never told anyone that she had this habit or preference.

So, how exactly did the mysterious person get this information?

Rackling her brain, she couldn't figure it out. Lan Zijun's face turned pale and then flushed, feeling particularly annoyed.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Sitting beside her, Qian Boda occasionally turned his head and noticed Lan Zijun's abnormality. He looked at this so-called fiancée with great curiosity and wondered,

"Are you having a fever? Why is your face suddenly so red?"

Hearing this, Lan Zijun subconsciously touched her cheek and felt the burning temperature, her anger intensifying.

Facing the question, Lan Zijun quickly adjusted her state, cleared her throat slightly, and still spoke without moving her eyes:

"Nothing, maybe I didn't rest well last night."

Her answer was cold and mechanical. Qian Boda felt he had made a fool of himself, and after showing a hint of disdain in his eyes, he turned his head back.

After perfunctorily dealing with Qian Boda, Lan Zijun quickly took down the [note] on the folder and silently put it into the pocket of her OL suit.

Hoo hoo hoo—

After a few light breaths, Lan Zijun's face gradually returned to normal, and she was no longer as tense as before.

What was the mysterious person's intention in sending me a [note] at this time?

After thinking hard, Lan Zijun came to what she believed was the absolutely correct answer.

The mysterious person must have wanted to use this [note] to give her a final explanation:

See, Lan Zijun, I know your most private secrets. Do you still not believe in my strength?

Being able to know her privacy without making a sound, this mysterious person was clearly extraordinary.

What still puzzled Lan Zijun was why this mysterious person with such power would contact her?

Lan Zijun pondered, feeling that she didn't have any abilities or experiences that would interest the other party.

She couldn't figure it out, she really couldn't figure it out.

Calm down, you must calm down.

Lan Zijun interrupted her thoughts and quickly warned herself.

The most urgent task was to first deal with the Municipal Department's online bidding conference. Since the mysterious person had responded, it meant he already knew Lan Zijun's intention to meet.

'After the online bidding conference is over, I will find a way to contact the mysterious person again and confirm the time and place of the meeting with him.'

Steadying her mind, Lan Zijun immediately reached out and gently stroked her forehead, then refocused her attention on the quotation she held in her hand, which her colleagues had calculated.

Engrossed in her work, Lan Zijun quickly regained her state. She looked at the calculated quotation amount from her colleagues and fell into deep thought.

After forming a plan, Lan Zijun reached out to turn to the next page of the quotation document to check the details of how such a value was calculated.

But as soon as she turned to the next page.

Lan Zijun's hand froze there, and her whole body was as still as a wax figure on display.

The expression on her face changed subtly.

Her small red lips, which were usually tightly closed except when speaking, were now slightly open.

Although it wasn't particularly noticeable, it was enough to show that the usually calm and composed Lan Zijun was a little surprised at this moment.

That was because at the top of this page of the document, there was another [note] with familiar handwriting, folder there.

Another one?

Lan Zijun was a little speechless in her heart.

He originally thought there was only one [note] to show the mysterious person's ability.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious person left her another one on the second page of the document!

Lan Zijun couldn't understand such an arrangement.

But he firmly believed in his heart that the mysterious person must have his reasons for making such an arrangement.

Perhaps it was a new method that didn't expose privacy.

To describe it with an emoji, it would be:

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Maintaining a calm exterior, Lan Zijun was a little excited inside, because the content written on that [note] was:

[Fifteen minutes later, meet at Lafoss Hotel, waiting for you.]

Since the mysterious person agreed to meet, this was a good thing. Lan Zijun was originally worried about what to do if the mysterious person didn't agree.

Lan Zijun breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and her expression also relaxed, with a hint of joy hidden at the corner of her mouth, not particularly obvious.

But her body still swayed slightly to show her pleasure.

This performance was again seen by Qian Boda, who had turned his head.

What's going on?

Qian Boda looked at Lan Zijun with a strange expression, wondering in his heart:

Why do I feel like Lan Zijun is in a good mood today?

"What's wrong?"

"Did something happen?"

Unable to restrain his curiosity, Qian Boda looked up and down at Lan Zijun, and then asked.

"Nothing."

Lan Zijun still had a cold demeanor that kept people at a distance.

Qian Boda could tell that Lan Zijun must have something on her mind.

But with her rejecting attitude, he didn't want to court trouble anymore, so he simply turned his head away and didn't ask any further.

But it could be seen from Qian Boda's expression that he was a little annoyed by Lan Zijun's attitude.

Su Yue, who was sitting in the back row of the conference room, noticed Lan Zijun's coldness towards Qian Boda and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Just then, Li Haoyang, a colleague sitting next to him, leaned over with a mischievous smile:

"Su Ge, have you heard the gossip?"

Su Yue was a little confused.

"What gossip?"

Li Haoyang, who had recovered from the shadow of heartbreak, said with a grin:

"There's an older brother who took his girlfriend out to eat, and then the girlfriend made eye contact with a young Huang Mao at the next table. The young Huang Mao went straight up to ask for her WeChat and succeeded! Then the two of them actually went to a hotel!"

"The poor older brother was furious, and that wasn't all. That young Huang Mao even sent the older brother a video of him and the older brother's girlfriend... playing poker, you know!"

"It's really exciting!"

Hearing this, Su Yue's expression was a little strange. He silently looked up at Lan Zijun and Qian Boda in the distance...

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