Reporter Xu's Eavesdropping Storm

Even though Xia Lin was wearing a tracksuit that looked suspiciously like a school uniform, her great figure couldn't be hidden once she started moving.

Especially her buttocks. With every technical tennis move, the fabric clung tightly to her skin, revealing graceful curves that were truly captivating.

It wasn't exactly envy; Zhou Jialu had a great figure herself, she just took a different route than Xia Lin.

Xia Lin was more athletic, the type that many girls on social media would envy. But Zhou Jialu... well, she was the definition of sultry.

Especially when a sheen of sweat coated Xia Lin's forehead and nose, a faint blush surfaced on her face, reminiscent of the color of peach blossoms.

"Xia is here too?"

"Mhm, just wandering around with my bestie," Xia Lin smiled. The whole Bai Feili affair had nothing to do with Zhou Jialu, so there was no need to bring it up. Although it would be a funny story, Xia Lin only wanted to share that amusement with Su Bai.

"Can I join you? I want to learn tennis too. Xia looks so professional."

"Sure. No need to call me Xia. Just call me Sister Lin, like Su Bai does."

"Hehe~ Okay~"

The atmosphere between the two women inexplicably became harmonious.

Su Bai found female friendships truly magical. In high school, he often saw similar situations where two girls would be walking arm-in-arm to the bathroom one moment, and tearing each other apart like mortal enemies the next.

Because Su Bai was tall and reasonably handsome, girls sitting nearby in class would often come to him to vent. Su Bai just listened for the entertainment, though sometimes the more he listened, the more confused he got, completely failing to understand where their conflicts lay.

In contrast, Xia Lin and Zhou Jialu didn't have those bad habits. Both were pragmatic; getting along was definitely for Su Bai's sake, as they both knew Su Bai liked the vibe of a harmonious harem.

Not bad, meow.

Su Bai let Xia Lin continue teaching Zhou Jialu how to serve, while he went over to the adjacent hanging garden.

It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but Su Bai knew absolutely nothing about plants. He couldn't name a single flower or blade of grass. His only reactions were "pretty" and "smells good."

He was just there for the vibes.

He hadn't walked far when he passed a secluded corner and noticed a vine trellis on the edge was crooked. He leaned in, intending to straighten it, but then suddenly thought that maybe the hardworking old gardener had positioned it that way on purpose.

You never knew with these things. It felt like many aspects of high-society venues couldn't be judged by the common sense of ordinary people.

It's art, after all.

But in that moment of hesitation, Su Bai made a new discovery!

Behind the vine trellis, a delicate face faintly appeared.

There was actually a woman hiding inside. Noticing Su Bai's gaze, she raised a finger to her full, red lips.

Su Bai made no sound and nodded.

It was Xu Xinran.

Although he had only met her once at the company, he recognized her easily.

Su Bai considered himself somewhat face-blind, but Xu Xinran's appearance was very distinctive. That cold, femme fatale aura was not something an ordinary girl raised in a greenhouse could cultivate.

After settling their collaboration, out of curiosity, Su Bai had looked up her resume online and gossiped a bit with Xia Lin.

This woman hadn't just been to various dangerous and sensitive scenes; she had even been caught up in warfare in Africa, managed to get first-hand information, and escaped the war zone completely unharmed...

This made Su Bai wonder: Was Xu Xinran staking out some explosive scoop?

Just as this thought crossed Su Bai's mind, footsteps from two people approached from the other end of the corridor behind him.

Su Bai's hearing was very sensitive now; he could hear them from far away.

Xu Xinran wasn't bad either. Her ears twitched, and she suddenly pushed the trellis open, rushing out with agility to grab Su Bai's hand, signaling him to follow her inside.

She then pulled Su Bai in, and the two of them hid together in the narrow space behind the trellis.

...Well, alright. That was one way to handle it. It seemed unwise for Su Bai to run now—it would only alert the targets. Since it had come to this, he might as well join Reporter Xu for a session of eavesdropping.

The only problem was that the space behind the trellis was too small. Hiding two people was a bit of a stretch, especially given Su Bai's burly physique.

Xu Xinran didn't hesitate. She decisively gestured for Su Bai to put his back against the trellis, and then she pressed her body tightly against his.

Her rich fragrance was more pleasant than the precious plants in the hanging garden, triggering inevitable ambiguous thoughts.

Not only that, to save more space and make their cover more secure, Xu Xinran hooked her arms around Su Bai's neck and jumped up. Her legs, clad in black silk stockings, wrapped around Su Bai's waist. She used his shoulder for support as she held up her phone to record.

Hiss...

Quite creative, actually. This maximized their use of the space and ensured no part of them would be exposed.

It was just that the personal experience was a bit too pleasurable for Su Bai, instantly causing Su Xiaobai to...

Xu Xinran, however, seemed completely indifferent to Su Bai's reaction.

Clearly, she wasn't a loose woman. The only explanation was that since she had already proposed wanting Su Bai's high-quality genes, she was naturally prepared for intimate contact with him.

But her mindset was just too decisive. Su Bai could feel that Xu Xinran's breathing and heartbeat were steady, which made him feel like the shy one in comparison.

In the blink of an eye, just a few seconds later, the two unidentified individuals arrived at the spot right outside the vine wall.

This place was secluded and remote, indeed suitable for discussing shady business.

And that was exactly the case. Since Su Bai was facing away, he couldn't see outside, but he could hear what they were discussing. It was two middle-aged men talking about land relocation in a certain part of Jiang City.

It sounded normal at first, but the more he listened, the more explosive it got.

Damn, Reporter Xu really caught something real this time.

To be honest, getting unintentionally swept up in such an intense activity felt pretty fresh to Su Bai... So big shots discussed business in the rooftop hanging gardens of unfinished luxury properties? It was certainly secretive. After all, they could use house hunting as a cover—what's wrong with just looking at a property?

Of course, there were surely even more secretive methods, but as for why they didn't choose those, he had no idea.

Once the footsteps faded away, Su Bai immediately asked the question on his mind: "How did you know they would be here..."

"Good luck, mostly. I guessed. After tracking the target's movements, the rest depends on perseverance and luck," Xu Xinran said indifferently. Suddenly, a hint of teasing entered her tone, "Haven't you slept with many beauties? Why are you still so sensitive?"

"That's because you're too tempting, Sister. No matter what my usual life is like, a man's instincts don't change."

"Tsk tsk... I really do have a good eye. Such quality."

"Hiss~"

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