Chapter 63: Ling Qingyu jealous of Tang Ziyi

Ling Qingyu stretched herself up as she was wok up by the maid—visitors had arrived. It appeared Zhao Xiurong or Su Ruomei's group came.

How many hours had she spt? Ling Qingyu glanced at the nearby clock and grabbed her phone to see any updates.

5:30 in the eving.

Numerous notifications popped up continuously; it looked like they came wh she was in deep sleep.

The maid who reported her, took care of everything, ev her previous clothes. Ling Qingyu wt out in her towel and followed the maid.

Ling Qingyu felt her body lighted and refreshed like never before. The crisp ssation inside, she longed for more. Ling Qingyu laughed at herself—she should prevt overindulgce.

After a few minutes, she saw a tour group guided by Lin Xiao, who was patitly explaining any question the ladies asked.

Her butler must be in the busiest state today. Overall, from the geral impression of the servants here, Ling Qingyu nodded her head at their working attitude and skills.

She must admit, they were worth the money paid. Although the early six months' salaries were paid by the agcy as a fridly gift, Ling Qingyu must prepare for the future.

The urge to expand her finance burned in her heart more. To live more comfortably, one should seek more wealth.

Every aspect Ling Qingyu joyed in this manor was the literal burning money machine, including the human staff—they roughly added-up -4 million yuan annually. It was an approximate estimation.

Watching Ling Qingyu's trance, everyone was thralled and stopped short of their words until Ling Qingyu coughed.

The alluring temperamt in her towel attire still captivated the audice ev if they were wom. Her warm blushed skin, looming thighs, and cleavage. Her strides purposeful and elegant.

Ling Qingyu was no longer embarrassed after expericing once in a previous massage session.

"I see, everyone is excited. Do you joy the view here?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"It's worth it." Zhao Xiurong gave a simple reply. Ling Qingyu nodded and thanked her too.

"If not for your work, how could I discover this palace-style?" Ling Qingyu was indeed grateful. Since day one, she was throwing off her work to her subordinate—her secretary who never complained a single word.

There wasn't a need for a messger wh a simple call could do the job. Lin Xiao pressed the device lightly, probably conctrating on the message.

"Miss Tang's walking a our perimeter and talking with the guards. One of the maids is nearby. Would you like to call her here?" Lin Xiao reported what she found.

Ling Qingyu nodded. She understood what Tang Ziyi was currtly on. Simple security surveillance and check.

Tang Ziyi was a person who made others felt unreliable wh she spoke but her action surged confidce.

"What about Miss Xiao, the shorter one? Is she with Sister Tang?" Ling Qingyu asked curiously.

Lin Xiao inquired Ling Qingyu's question and said after a while. "She's at the highest floor, gazing at the sunset."

"Call them both to the living room please."

"Much obliged, Miss." Lin Xiao curtsied her head a little.

On the side, Su Ruomei's eyes lit up with fire and her stare on Ling Qingyu brought goosebumps.

Ling Qingyu rubbed her skin to push aside the weird ssation and asked. "What's the matter with you, Sister Su?"

"Ahem...Presidt Ling, do you really know what Sister Tang does or do you already have an idea?" Su Ruomei asked thusiastically, her hands fiddling and interlocking the fingers.

"Hmm..." This question stomped Ling Qingyu a momt. After a brief hesitation, Ling Qingyu nodded. Su Ruomei likely had found out.

Ling Qingyu oped her mouth and suddly stopped. She remembered. Su Ruomei in front of her was also a martial artist maniac. Well, sort of.

She idolized strong fighters. Tang Ziyi's backg might've attracted her worshiping trait. Ling Qingyu ev vied Tang Ziyi—only a few days, she already received two girls' interest or maybe ev five, after also noticing the expectation from the girls, Tang Ziyi had rescued.

That's a whole package!

F@ck! This damn girl attracted more girls than her. She wasn't jealous, she wasn't. Ling Qingyu brushed her chest a few times inside her mtal journey.

Well, fortunately, her secretary wasn't robbed. She must set up a defsive fce against Tang Ziyi.

Otherwise, she would've nowhere to cry if someone she liked was gone. She had no idea why she looked more attractive but Tang Ziyi possessed more magnetic aura.