The Truth Revealed in Practice

The Wang Residence was an estate villa. Whether the buildings inside were three stories or two, all had double-height spaces. Large expanses of glass windows replaced the walls, and the decor blended Chinese and Western styles, enhancing both the visual experience and natural lighting. Overall, it looked quite good.

After all, wealthy people had always been the ones best at enjoying life. Though to Wang Yan, an architectural design master from decades in the future, it might have seemed somewhat lacking, the overall standard of the building's design was still quite high. The contrast was simply a result of the times. By the standards of decades later, commenting on current architectural and decorating styles would be called "retro"...

Ming Lou arrived quickly. He did not waste any words. After receiving the call, he strolled over with the ever-present Ming Cheng. The guards at the Wang Residence, who had long since received their instructions, led them into the house.

Hearing his subordinate call out downstairs, Wang Yan rose from the study upstairs and leaned over the railing to look down. "You two go to the study and wait for a moment. I'll be right down. Uncle Wu, bring up a pot of tea."

At that moment, Yu Manli followed Wang Yan and craned her head downward. The instant she saw them, she felt something was wrong. She saw Ming Cheng looking up from below—her "superior." He was even smiling at her.

Her first reaction was to look at Wang Yan beside her, only to meet his smiling face. "You knew?" she blurted out instinctively.

Back then, she had been ordered to stay by Wang Yan's side as a liaison for the Military Statistics Bureau's Shanghai Station. Originally, she had also been meant to use their intimacy in bed to pry out