Madam, Your Vest Fell Again

Chang Ning had drunk at night and didn’t drive, so a chauffeur had driven him over.

He lowered the car window and told Pan Mingyue to come in.

Pan Mingyue didn’t expect Chang Ning to arrive so soon, and she was stunned for a moment before she reacted. “Mr. Chang…”

“Get in the car first.” Chang Ning directly opened the door of the back seat and gestured her in.

He was afraid that Pan Mingyue would reject him again after another night.

Pan Mingyue followed him into the car, caught between laughter and tears.

By the time they left, Madam Feng was still standing there, staring at the car with slightly furrowed brows.

She didn’t know Chang Ning, and the car that he had driven over today was quite low-key and didn’t have any special features. Aside from the fact that Chang Ning had a slightly different aura than the people she knew, nothing else really caught her attention.

However, one word had caught her curiosity. Report?

She thought about it again, counting the years. Pan Mingyue was probably graduating this year, so maybe she was going to work?

Ever since Pan Mingyue walked away from the Feng family, Madam Feng naturally didn’t pay her much attention. She didn’t know how her life was at Beijing University, much less that she was currently working at the Inspection Institute.

As for Feng Loucheng, in order to avoid nepotism, he and his family never said anything about work, including Pan Mingyue.

But…

Pan Mingyue had gotten into the car with a strange man at night, in order to report something.

Standing there, Madam Feng pondered for a while and only returned home when the car disappeared from view.

Back home, she went to see Feng Loucheng.

“What is it?” Feng Loucheng asked while holding his phone.

“Nothing much.” Madam Feng went to the bathroom to remove her makeup and put on a facial mask. She wanted to tell him about Pan Mingyue’s incident this evening, but she was afraid that he would make use of his connections for Pan Mingyue’s work, so she decided to remain silent.

Feng Loucheng never told them anything about the Inspection Institute, but Madam Feng wasn’t completely ignorant. Whenever she met up with her friends to do facials, they would discuss these matters, so she knew that the Inspection Institute had changed drastically recently.

Outside, Feng Loucheng didn’t think much and just went out. He put his phone to his ear and continued talking. “I know.”

“If you know, why are you still going into the muddy waters…” It was Section Chief Jiang on the other end.

Feng Loucheng raised his head and said solemnly, “This is a protracted battle. We must fight it, no matter what the cost is.”

At the mention of this, Section Chief Jiang gritted his teeth. “Fine, I’ll come with you.”contemporary romance

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On the other side, Pan Mingyue had reached 129.

After taking her through the procedures and adding her name to 129, Chang Ning turned to Pan Mingyue with a grin. “129 doesn’t have any hard and fast rules. Look at Qin Ran, she didn’t receive any order last month. But she has always been busy dealing with those old men all day long. From now on, Slag Dragon and I will slowly bring you along.”

As for He Chen, she was busy with the heavy-duty prison these days, and she also liked to run around outside. Thus, only he and Slag Dragon would have time to bring Pan Mingyue.

Pan Mingyue now had her own ID and authority at 129.

From this day on, apart from being busy with the Inspection Institute, she gradually started to come into contact with 129. Chang Ning was very busy as the director, so it was usually Slag Dragon who brought her along.

It was the first time Slag Dragon met someone who didn’t think he was too long-winded, so he took great care of her.

It took about two months for Pan Mingyue to get a rough idea of 129’s business core and main content. For the other things, she just had to work harder and accumulate more experience.

Slag Dragon wasn’t selfish at all and handed almost everything that he could offer to her.

In the past two months, Pan Mingyue was so busy that she didn’t even have time to sleep. Occasionally, she would wake up in the middle of the night and stare at the ceiling in a daze.

When she heard the name Lu Zhaoying again, it was at the end of June, when she and Luo Qian made an unannounced visit to a neighboring city.

After the case abroad, Luo Qian had become friends with Old Zhang and the others.

They had even visited Sixth Bro’s family members.

“Old Zhang said that the Lu family is urging Leader Lu’s marriage. They seem quite satisfied with the previous military flower that chased him. Last time, I secretly heard Old Zhang calling him Young Master Lu…” Luo Qian didn’t know about Lu Zhaoying’s family background. He only knew that his surname was Lu and that his background wasn’t small.

While talking, he realized that Pan Mingyue knew Lu Zhaoying, so he turned to ask her.

Taking the car key and opening the door, Pan Mingyue said in a low voice, “I’m not sure. Get in.”

The car was given to her by Qin Ran, a very ordinary black Volkswagen.

“Oh.” Luo Qian nodded and followed her into the car.

They were at the top of the mountain and had to drive a long winding road down.

Just after a bend, three frail figures came out from the jungle on the mountain.

When the three people saw the car, they waved frantically.

All three of them were men, and they seemed to have encountered some trouble.

Pan Mingyue recognized two of them. One of them was Feng Ci, the other was Lin Jinxuan. She also vaguely remembered the other man, Feng Ci’s childhood friend.

In the past few years, Pan Mingyue had changed drastically, especially after entering the Inspection Institute and 129.

Other than Feng Ci, Lin Jinxuan and Feng Ci’s close childhood friend didn’t recognize her.

Feng Ci only stared at Pan Mingyue silently.

Seeing how well-dressed they were, Luo Qian didn’t think they were bad guys, so he asked them calmly about what had happened.

About ten minutes later, there was a sudden deafening engine sound from behind.

Sitting in the co-pilot’s seat, Luo Qian was taken aback. “Are they crazy? Why are they driving so fast here?!”

The three people behind didn’t look so good. “They still caught up to us!”

Feng Ci retracted his gaze and turned to look at the looming car behind. “Open the door lock, I’ll jump out. They’re here to catch me.”

“No way.” Feng Ci’s close friend shook his head and squeezed to the front. “Miss, I’m sorry, but can you move aside? I’ve been in the club, let me drive.”

As he spoke, the car got closer and closer.

They could see the rear car window lowering and a black muzzle sticking out.

Glancing at the rearview mirror and hearing Feng Ci’s close friend, Pan Mingyue remained silent and just stepped on the accelerator.

In front of them was a curve.

“F*ck, Team Leader, are you seeking death!!” Staring at the cliff in front of him, Luo Qian squeezed his eyes in shock and tightened his grip on the seat belt.

Pan Mingyue glanced at the curve and said, “Hold tight.”

Slag Dragon was an F1 car king.

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