A Mistaken Marriage with Mr. CEO

C1903 The Foreign Cats Catch Mice



C1903 The Foreign Cats Catch Mice

It's said that the most dangerous place is the safest place.    

    

Ling seized the opportunity and ran into Norman's room.    

    

Sure enough, no one dared to come to Norman's room to patrol. No one dared to disturb him.    

    

Ling slept on Norman's bed for more than three hours in one breath. Not only did she replenish all the energy she had lost during the night, she also found a lot of food in Norman's room.    

    

As Jennifer's most distinguished guest, Norman's daily life was exquisite to the point of hair.    

    

There was everything Ling wanted here.    

    

However, as an assassin, his sense of danger was very high.    

    

When Norman came back, his footsteps were very light. However, Ling, who was sleeping, opened her eyes at the first moment. The moment Norman stepped into the room, she rolled out of the window.    

    

Ling did not dare to stay in place for too long. She ran frantically and slid along the railing all the way to the sixth floor. Then, she stuck to the back of the railing and gasped for breath.    

    

From the window to the sixth floor, she only used less than ten seconds.    

    

It was the peak of her speed.    

    

Sure enough, when she was on the verge of death, her potential was always limitless.    

    

Ling was quiet. After calming her breathing and waiting for no one around, she turned around and quietly left the place.    

    

She changed her clothes as she walked.    

    

"Sigh, stop right there." A voice came from behind him.    

    

Ling stopped in her tracks.    

    

She did not run away.    

    

If she ran away now, she would be covering it up.    

    

Ling turned her head and looked over. "Me?"    

    

"Yes. It's you." That person said to Ling, "Send these things to the cleaning area on the third floor."    

    

Ling immediately turned around and walked over. "Who are you giving them to?"    

    

"Give them to John." That person did not even raise his head and said, "Hurry up, kid!"    

    

"Yes, sir." Ling immediately stood at attention and glanced at the nameplate on his chest. "I promise to complete the mission, sir!"    

    

Ling pushed a large cart of replaced sheets and walked towards the elevator on the third floor.    

    

On the road, they met many people in camouflage clothing. Ling kept pushing forward without looking at them. Those people also gave Ling a casual look and did not take this small man seriously.    

    

Those who made these things on the boat were basically weaklings.    

    

They could not enter the battle sequence and could only do some cleaning work.    

    

Since there was no threat, it naturally wouldn't attract the attention of others.    

    

Ling hid herself behind the huge cart and calmly entered the elevator. Very quickly, she reached the third floor. Following the location of the indicator, she found the cleaning area.    

    

"Hi, this is sent by our officer. May I ask who is John?" Ling vividly portrayed a soldier. The liveliness and smoothness of a young man was a common problem among the lower level personnel here.    

    

"I am John." A bearded man walked over and looked at the cart that Ling pushed over. He frowned and said, "It is the middle three levels of your Beta District again. Every time it is your territory, it is always your territory!"    

    

"What can we do? Our commander loves cleanliness." Ling smiled and said, "Besides, isn't this what the cleanup area is responsible for?"    

    

John snorted and said, "I still have to take care of the change in Upper Three District. How can I be so busy? When Norman did not come, It's fine if your officers were busy, but now Norman has brought so many people. How can I be so busy in a cleanup area, you tell your officer, and only wash once a week? "Let him wash the extra wash himself."    

    

I will bring the message back to the officer. " Ling made a troubled expression. "Then this time..."    

    

"Not this time." John said with a straight face, "Mr. Norman's bed is made of real silk. He can't wash it with a washing machine. He can only wash it manually. My staff can't handle it at all. Since it belongs to your area, you can wash it yourself. "    

    

Ling heard this and felt happy. However, she pretended to be helpless and troubled. "This..."    

    

John was even more unhappy. "It's decided!"    

    

With that, John turned around and walked away.    

    

Ling had forced herself to work like a lowly soldier. She really acted very vividly.    

    

Ling very quickly pushed a cart of sheets into the cleaning area. Very quickly, she stuffed all the sheets in the cart into the washing machine and began to wash them.    

    

There were not many workers in the cleaning area. There were only a dozen or so people who were responsible for the cleaning of the entire ship.    

    

The mission was indeed a little heavy.    

    

Fortunately, the washing machine here was really powerful.    

    

That kind of super large washing machine. There were more than thirty of them in a row.    

    

When all the machines were turned on, a lot of clothes could be washed at the same time.    

    

Ling saw that no one was paying attention to her. She flashed into the drying room and quickly removed the bandages on her body. The wound was no longer bleeding.    

    

Ling heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

Looking at the white wound, she took out a syringe from her pocket and stabbed it near the wound without hesitation.    

    

It was anti-infectious.    

    

It had to be said that Jennifer's medicine was really not bad.    

    

The effect was very good.    

    

Such a deep wound completely stopped after a few hours and did not show any signs of inflammation.    

    

This was already a very good result.    

    

After drying the wound, he waited for the skin to dry up and changed the clean gauze again. After tying it up, he tidied up his clothes.    

    

He threw the gauze that he had changed into the trash can.    

    

Before Ling could leave the drying room, she heard the voice of the officer who called Ling earlier from outside. "John, where is the kid who just brought the sheets over?"    

    

"Isn't he washing clothes inside? I'm not talking about you, I'm so busy right now... "    

    

"Cut the crap! Where is he?"    

    

"You can't go in and find him yourself? Wait, why are there so many of you here? " What are you guys doing? "    

    

"Go away, are you trying to cover for me? He's not even a member of our team... "    

    

"What?"    

    

He stole my team member's clothes! "    

    

...    

    

Ling sighed.    

    

She could not stay here any longer.    

    

Ling climbed onto the railing and slipped out.    

    

It looked like she was going to find her next stop.    

    

She did not know when Jennifer and Norman would attack Shen Yuan. Would she really be able to stop them in time?    

    

Ling took a deep breath. She knew it was impossible, but she had to do it resolutely.    

    

Life was difficult.    

    

Ling shuttled back and forth between the levels. In the end, she actually returned to the top level again.    

    

Ling instantly wondered if they were deliberately driving her back to the ninth level.    

    

Otherwise, why would she come back?    

    

Thinking about the people living on the ninth floor, Ling could not help but sigh again.    

    

It seemed that she had to find a place to sleep here tonight.    

    

Touching the food hidden in her arms, Ling felt a little more at ease.    

    

With food and medicine, it was not that scary.    

    

Ling flipped over and grabbed the railing. She easily climbed up. Her body was flexible and hooked onto the railing on the opposite side. With a light jump, she entered a room.    

    

The room was very familiar.    

    

This was Norman's room.    

    


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