Chapter 125: Betrayal

Li Bingpan did not accept the card. Instead, he said mockingly, “Do you think you can bribe me with fifteen thousand dollars?”

Was he trying to say that it wasn’t enough? Fang Manxue pursed her lips into a smile. “This fifteen thousand dollars isn’t meant for you. It’s for your boss.”

“It’s even more insignificant to him.”

Fang Manxue unhurriedly explained to him. “I know. You’re only a small chauffeur, and you’ve just been arranged to Bai Qinghao’s side. Bai Qinghao currently has so many trusted subordinates with him. Even after ten years, you may not have the opportunity to be as valued they are. Bring this card to Bai Qinghao and tell him that I gave it to you. This will be an opportunity for you to perform in front of him.”

Li Bingpan appeared interested in her words and shifted all his attention onto her.

“You can tell Bai Qinghao that I came into the room. But I left right after retrieving a fresh set of clothes. Nothing happened between the two of us. This way, your boss will value you more. There also won’t be any loss for me.” Fang Manxue proposed a suggestion that would allow both of them to benefit.

“Why are you helping me?” Li Bingpan asked her.

“The trusted subordinates by Bai Qinghao’s side are too hard to buy off. They are far too stubborn.” Fang Manxue did not attempt to fool him.

“My heart belongs to Bai Qinghao. I need a spy next to him. Of course, I won’t make things too hard for you. Instead, I will keep creating opportunities for you to become Bai Qinghao’s most trusted subordinate. I will also give you more benefits...”

She leaned close to Li Bingpan’s ear and continued whispering.

A hint of desire appeared in Li Bingpan’s eyes.

Fang Xinxin, who was hidden by the side felt that this was a pity. She could not hear what Fang Manxue had whispered to Li Bingpan.

Nonetheless, the recording she had so far was more than enough to prevent Li Bingpan from obtaining Bai Qinghao’s trust. Bai Qinghao would also never give Fang Manxue another glance.

Fang Xinxin was about to end the recording, when...

The phone screen suddenly turned dark!

Fuck, her earlier recording wasn’t saved yet. Wasn’t this the same as not recording anything?

This cheap, rotten phone. She had already owned it for four years. It was as slow as a turtle. She had clearly charged it to full battery yet it suddenly turned off.

She was really angered to death!

Fang Xinxin’s expression was gloomy.

Li Bingpan accepted Fang Manxue’s card. Fang Xinxin watched as he spoke respectfully to Fang Manxue. It was clear that he was planning to follow her suggestions.

In their previous life, Fang Manxue often came to her to show off her knowledge of Bai Qinghao’s whereabouts. She would mock her for not knowing anything about Bai Qinghao.

At that time, she had felt infuriated. She thought that since Bai Qinghao had informed Fang Manxue of his whereabouts, it meant he had developed feelings for her.

It turned out that she had been wrong about the whole thing. A traitor had appeared by Bai Qinghao’s side.

She suspected that Li Bingpan was responsible for spilling all of the information in the previous birth and Fang Manxue had fooled her.

Later on, there was an occasion where Bai Qinghao suffered an ambush after his location was leaked. She wondered if that had to do with Li Bingpan’s betrayal as well.

Unfortunately, she had failed to record their conversation and did not obtain any evidence to accuse Li Bingpan. Furthermore, he had yet to do anything out of line.

Forget it.

Since she knew Li Bingpan was a traitor, it would be easy to settle this by paying attention to his actions in the future.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Fang Manxue left Li Bingpan’s bedroom and Fang Xinxin secretly followed her.

Fang Manxue, who had put a lot of effort into her appearance, refused to give up. She questioned one of the staff about the room where Bai Qinghao had actually slept in.

The maid insisted she did not know.

Thus, Fang Manxue searched every room from the third floor to the second floor. However, he was nowhere to be found.