694. Chapter 694 The Confession of a Foot-Picking Man 9
Several times he wanted to tell a joke or something else, but he couldn't do it - because she was obviously absent-minded and never asked anything else.
After the meal, she washed the dishes, tidied up, and replaced them with light green tea. She always acted respectfully, just like the most virtuous wife, serving her husband who had returned from a long trip.
The case was raised with eyebrows raised, but for some reason, it was difficult to calm down.
Maybe it was the 40-degree heat, maybe the air conditioner in the living room was insufficient, maybe it was because she drank hot tea, and there was a slight sweat on her forehead.
He volunteered: "Xixi, I'll cut the watermelon."
He remembered that she had always liked to eat watermelon. She had been clamoring for iced watermelon since February or March. She would have a small plate of it after dinner every day. She would often act like a spoiled child and insist on letting him cut it into small pieces.
But today, she stood up immediately: "I'll cut it."
A large plate of sliced watermelon was placed in front of him. The thickness was even and the plate was also very beautiful. Small forks were carefully placed on it.
He took a piece and handed it to her.
She shook her head and whispered: "I haven't been feeling well lately, so I can't eat ice cream for the time being."
He was startled: "A good friend is here?"
She was noncommittal.
The two sat opposite each other, silent to each other.
He suddenly wished that she would throw herself into his arms like before, coquettishly saying: "You big man who picks his feet, help me put the plate quickly..."
"Big foot-picking man, help me get a new cup of tea..."
"Big man who picks his feet, it's time to tell a joke..."
No.
She has been serving him carefully.
She had long forgotten how to act coquettishly.
It seems that just thinking about those past times makes me feel ashamed.
He tried to break this uncomfortable alienation.
"Xixi, I really didn't expect you to tell that I wasn't in Hawaii...how did you tell?"
Isn’t that simple?
Li Nai posted so many blurry group photos, all of which contained some irrelevant French. Yan Xixi didn’t notice this at first, until she looked at it for more than a month, and one day she suddenly connected all the photos and made one.
It's a big puzzle. It doesn't matter if you look at it, you can see the clue.
It was something like an acrostic riddle.
When the two were most intimate, he once told her that in his early years he was in the army and learned Morse code.
She even bought a code book and read it for this purpose. However, she didn't expect to use it one day.
Until this time, I suddenly thought that it was a blind cat that bumped into a dead mouse.
Liu Daqing didn't understand this, so naturally she didn't understand. She just guessed that her son was in China based on years of experience.
He praised: "Xixi, you are so smart. I'm afraid you will worry, but I can't contact you because if I contact you, my whereabouts will be exposed..."
Not only did they eavesdrop on his whereabouts, the other party even installed eavesdroppers around many important officials.
"I have to get this data. In fact, three years ago I discovered that they had a very strange overseas account with a huge amount of funds. I have been tracing this account for three years, and it has been a really exhausting effort...
"
This was the reason why Liu Daqing dared to take a chance and come to the door in person for the final negotiation and showdown.
"I originally wanted to get it quietly in the safest way, but one day, the other party suddenly discovered the clues, and they immediately transferred the data and changed the relevant passwords. Seeing that I was about to fail, I became anxious, made a desperate move, and lurked in that day.
They traced the data building... Later, it was discovered by their anti-theft system, and the guards immediately chased it out..."
