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Chapter 219 - Carelessness (1)

It was not like the anxiety and uneasiness of the Mrs. Shang, where 'Yuan Han' on the other side of the phone had a relaxed and satisfied expression. Today's call was just the right one. Was he about to achieve his goal? Just thinking about it made him happy.

Of course, this woman was not Yuan Han, she was a alcoholic daughter, and He Shiya had deliberately sent her to frame Yuan Han! Judging from the current situation, her task had been accomplished rather well.

A man like the Mr. Huang was bewitched by her. Moreover, some people even had an appointment for the next meeting with her.

alcoholic daughter smiled charmingly, and then called He Shiya and reported her recent results to her.

Hearing that, He Shiya nodded her head in satisfaction. Very good, you did well. Next, it's time to move on to the next step. "

"Understood." alcoholic daughter smiled and nodded. She was toying with a cigarette in one hand. But Miss He, my commission... "

"You don't have to worry about money. As long as you work properly with me, I won't treat you unfairly." He Shiya said indifferently. This alcoholic daughter was found by her bodyguard, her looks were not bad, but she loved money. However, He Shiya did not care about this. She had plenty of money anyway. As long as this alcoholic daughter could help her defeat Yuan Han, she would be willing to spend a little more.

Hearing He Shiya's guarantee, alcoholic daughter became a lot more excited. "Just the thought of the reward she would get for doing these things for her, made her work even harder." Since Miss He is so sincere, then I am relieved. However, I still hope that … Miss He is able to get me half of her salary first … "

"Sure, no problem." "Send me your bank card number, and I'll transfer the money to you tonight."

"Miss He is so straightforward. Rest assured, I will definitely complete the mission you gave me." alcoholic daughter lazily leaned on the bed and said happily. After a moment of silence, she continued, "Then the Miss He … What should I do next? "

"Mm …" Hearing alcoholic daughter's question, He Shiya lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said: "How about this, I will ask my bodyguards later to see if they found the numbers for the men's wives. If you find out, I'll give them to you. You pretended to be unintentional and called their wife, making them misunderstand about Yuan Han. "

"About this …" After hearing He Shiya's plan, the alcoholic daughter frowned slightly in a difficult situation. Her request seemed to be a bit difficult.

Hearing alcoholic daughter's voice, He Shiya seemed to hesitate a little. She then asked in confusion, "Is there a problem?"

"Miss He, this is indeed a bit difficult."

He Shiya laughed in ridicule, and spoke with some disdain: "Shouldn't this sort of matter where people sow discord with each other, be it what you guys are best at? Just because it's hard doesn't mean it can't be done. Try to do it. Otherwise, everything we did before would have been in vain. "

alcoholic daughter hesitated for a long time before slowly nodding her head. "Let's just treat it as giving her money, she's giving it her all." Miss He, I will do my best. "

"En, I will be waiting for your good news." If you do this properly, I will give you another sum of money so that you can leave this place without any worries and start a new life here. " He Shiya said in an extremely generous manner.

Hearing He Shiya's words, alcoholic daughter was extremely happy. At that time, she had thought that after helping He Shiya finish this task, she wouldn't have any way of getting a foothold in Jinzhou, but would have to leave anyway. Now, He Shiya actually had to give her another sum of money. This kind of good thing, of course she would be happy.

Thus, the alcoholic daughter smiled and nodded, and happily said: "With Miss He's words, I will definitely help you complete this task."

As a result, in the span of a few days, there were many wives receiving calls from 'Yuan Han'. On the phone, 'Yuan Han' tried her best to hide her relationship with his husbands. Something about wanting to talk to their husband about cooperation or something. Then he even told them not to misunderstand.

It was hard to think of such a way to cover it up.

As a result, rumors and rumors spread. Many people thought that the projects that Yuan Han had obtained previously were obtained through some improper means. The wives who received the phone calls resented Yuan Han to the extreme, and at the same time, hated their husbands.

Some clients' wives would directly argue with their husbands, but some of them were indeed with alcoholic daughter, so they would stammer back. As a result of the escape of the men, his wife, who had doubts and was reluctant to believe them, confirmed their suspicions.

Amongst them, Mrs Huang was one of them. After receiving a call from 'Yuan Han', she recalled his husband's actions during this period of time and realised that he was indeed a little abnormal. In order to confirm his guess, she secretly took a look at her husband's phone. He realized that there was no message from 'Yuan Han' in his phone, but in the call log, it showed that the two had talked to each other many times.

Mrs Huang clenched his fists in hatred. She felt that the message between her husband and 'Yuan Han' should have been deleted by him …

When Mr. Huang returned to his room, he saw his wife sitting on the bed, gritting her teeth as she held her phone. His heart couldn't help but thump as he felt a little guilty. However, when he thought about how there was nothing in the phone that his wife couldn't see, he felt at ease.

Thus, as usual, the Mr. Huang walked towards the bedside with large strides. As they walked, they inadvertently asked, "What happened? "His face is dark, and he's even holding my phone …"

Mrs Huang glanced at Mr. Huang and laughed mockingly. Then, he flipped open his cell phone and found the call log. Then, he pointed to the series of numbers written on 'Yuan Han' and asked, "Who is this person? Why do you talk to her so much? "

Mr. Huang sat down beside Mrs Huang and glanced at the string of numbers she was pointing to. He started to sweat profusely. Why did he forget to delete the communication record? However, on the surface, Mr. Huang still maintained a relaxed appearance, and indifferently said: "You're angry because of this! Sigh … What's the point? It's just one of my clients, and we're both talking business. What are you angry about? "