In the downstairs living room.
Jiang You Rong popped another grape into her mouth, but her gaze kept drifting toward the arched floor-to-ceiling window.
"Shu Yu, when will Tang Song get here?"
Xie Shuyu picked up her phone and checked the time. "In a little over two hours."
Jiang You Rong patted her puffed-up chest and let out a long breath. "Okay, then it'll be soon."
The two of them had arrived in Nice yesterday. Because of the time difference, they had slept fitfully all night and only regained a little energy this morning.
But the pressure Jiang You Rong was under right now clearly surpassed the exhaustion brought on by jet lag.
Her mind was a complete mess. Even the excitement and novelty of stepping into this top-tier private estate for the first time had been mostly washed away. After all, she had come with a mission.
Keep an eye on Ouyang Xuanyue.
Minimize the time she spent alone with Tang Song.
What was the difference between trying to block a Category 9 typhoon with a plastic Little Umbrella?!
But she had no choice.
Director Jin had personally issued the order. As a mere professor, she couldn't exactly pretend she hadn't heard it.
Even if she slacked off the entire time, she still had to splash around on the surface now and then for appearances' sake.
What was even more fatal was the room arrangement.
Her suite had been arranged on the third floor, with Ouyang Xuanyue—the woman whose presence made it hard to breathe—right next door.
Meanwhile, Xie Shuyu and Wen Ruan were both staying on the second floor.
She didn't need to think about it to know this was definitely Director Jin's doing.
The problem was...
Director Jin thought far too highly of her!
Didn't she know