"Assistant Lin, are you free to come over here? There is a big mouse in my house, and I'm a little scared."
"What? Okay, I'll come over now." Lin Zhi followed Xi Jiuchen's order, and taking care of Song Shan's life was also part of his job.
Lin Zhi arrived half an hour later. Under the clothes Song Shan was wearing was a pair of sexy pajamas.
When Lin Zhi saw Song Shan like this, he turned away nervously. Song Shan asked him to check her master bedroom, so Lin Zhi went in. Song Shan brought him a glass of water after a while.
Lin Zhi was nervous and thirsty, so he drank directly. After drinking, Lin Zhi felt like his whole body was on fire. When Song Shan took the initiative to hug him, he was indeed a little frightened, but he soon fell over.
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In Song Shan's master bedroom, a fierce drama was taking place.
At about five o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhi was sitting on the edge of the bed holding his head, regretting and blaming himself. At this time, a soft, boneless hand hugged him, "Azhi, I am your woman, you are responsible.
oh!"
"Miss Song, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I made a big mistake." Lin Zhi pushed her away in panic.
Song Shan's eyes darkened and she said coldly, "Azhi, if Jiuchen knew that you had slept with me, do you think he would let you go?"
Lin Zhi looked at her in panic, and Song Shan softened her voice and said, "Azhi, only you and I know about this matter, and no one will know about it, but from now on, you have to listen to me.
If so, you can do whatever I ask you to do, you know?"
"I don't dare to commit murder or arson."
"You don't need to commit murder or arson. I just need you to report Jiuchen's whereabouts and the women he comes in contact with every day."
Lin Zhi is also afraid that his life will be ruined. If Song Shan only wants him to do these things, he will have no problem.
"Okay, I will truthfully report to you about President Xi's affairs in the future."
"Tell me, what important things has Jiuchen been doing recently?" Song Shan leaned on the bed like a queen and stared at him.
"I can't talk about President Xi's work, but he will attend a family charity dinner this Friday. You can see him."
"What? This Friday? It's already Wednesday, why didn't I receive the invitation card?" Song Shan asked with a frown.
"I heard that all the invitation cards have been sent out, haven't you received them?"
"No! Who organized it?"
"It's a charity fund party under the name of Mrs. Xi. Logically speaking, you should be invited!"
There was a trace of resentment in Song Shan's eyes. It seemed that in the eyes of old lady Xi, she was indeed inferior to Tang Zhixia in terms of identity. She was not invited to such an important dinner. I believe she must have invited Tang Zhixia!
Do you think she can't go without inviting her?
She wanted to go.
"Very good. From now on, you have to tell me everything about Jiuchen. Also, keep an eye on this woman Tang Zhixia. If she has any close relationship with Jiuchen, you must tell me as soon as possible."
Lin Zhi also holds a very important position next to Xi Jiuchen. Although he cannot be compared with the first assistant Chu Hao, he can be exposed to some of Xi Jiuchen's daily routine.
After Lin Zhi left, Song Shan was so angry that she couldn't sleep. What did Old Lady Xi mean? Did she look down on her? Or did she not want her to get close to Xi Jiuchen?
This kind of differential treatment made Song Shan feel full of resentment.
