Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (16)

Apparently somewhat anxious, he hurried toward the balcony, nimbly leaping onto a tree branch nearby before sliding down to the ground. He turned and vanished into the lush rear garden.

"That damned kid."

Seeing him disappear in a flash, Su Qiao had no way to deal with him either, so she turned and went back inside.

"Fourth Son, you're becoming more and more careless."

This man had Dual Personality, and after staying in the same residence for so many days, it had actually failed to notice anything at all.

444 blushed slightly: "Wasn't I busy with the novel?"

Besides, he didn't have two souls. How could I possibly scan and detect something as creepy as Dissociative Identity Disorder?

"Now I can only hope this guy keeps his promise and doesn't let that fool he mentioned find out about me."

Once the Zhang Jingyu of the daytime learned about what she had done that night, given his temperament, he would inevitably pursue the matter.

She had yet to take her revenge, her duplicate's resentment had yet to dissipate, and she didn't have enough money to establish herself independently. She still couldn't leave Zhang Mansion.

The person Su Qiao had been muttering about had already appeared on the large lawn in the front courtyard.

Under the moonlight, the man frowned deeply and lowered his head in displeasure to look at the clothes on his body. "Where did you go again?"

"If you keep doing whatever you please, we'll both be finished."

"Relax. This young master just found a cute and interesting toy. I don't want to be finished yet."

"What did you do again? Why didn't you let me know?" In the past, he rarely deliberately blocked himself out when he acted, but tonight he had concealed everything extremely well.

There had