Chapter 230: Common Girl VS Hong Kong Capital Tycoon 21
Hong Kong Island.

As night falls and the lights come on, thousands of neon lights illuminate the streets and alleys, like bright stars adorning the night sky.

The race is going on at the Sha Tin racecourse and the audience stands are bustling with activity.

Zhou Jiatong was not interested in betting on which horse would win today. She was sitting in the Jockey Club's private VIP box, staring at the Entertainment Weekly in front of her with a very bad look on her face.

Entertainment Weekly showed a scene where Chen Zhongyuan and Yu Yao appeared in the airport lobby, followed by four stern-looking bodyguards in black.

In Entertainment Weekly, Yu Yao's face was completely exposed, even clear.

Although her face was completely captured in the photo, she and Chen Zhongyuan did not behave inappropriately at this time.

Just followed Chen Zhongyuan quietly.

"Are you sure the woman above is the mysterious woman that A Yuan held in his arms twice before?"

Zhou Jiatong pointed at the entertainment weekly in front of her, her eyes looking at the young man in a black suit sitting on the sofa opposite her, and said.

The man in the black suit is called Shen Qing, a famous private detective in Hong Kong.

Ever since the incident at the Michelin parking lot that day, Zhou Jiatong contacted him and asked him to help find out the identity of the mysterious woman.

Now it has obviously been found.

Seeing Zhou Jiatong staring at him, Shen Qing laughed twice and said, "Based on the comparison of body shapes and the information we found recently, it should be her."

He compared the Entertainment Weekly photos taken at the airport with those taken by the original reporters.

"Ms. Zhou, take a look at yourself. Are your figures and temperaments similar?"

Zhou Jiatong leaned over to take a look and compare them.

If you don't look at the face, their figures and temperament are indeed very similar.

In fact, it can be said that there is no difference at all.

Her face suddenly turned ugly.

"What else did you find out?"

Zhou Jiatong raised his eyes to look at Shen Qing opposite him and asked in a cold voice.

"Her name is Yu Yao. She just graduated from the Island University of Hong Kong. Her mother couldn't pay off her gambling debts, so she mortgaged her to Ho Chi-chiu."

Shen Qing leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, lit another cigarette, and continued:

"On June 6, He Zhichao took her to the Peninsula Hotel to have sex with her. The woman refused and ran away, accidentally meeting Mr. Chen."

He leaned over to knock off the ash from his cigarette, glanced at Zhou Jiatong who was obviously waiting for him to continue, and continued, "I don't know what happened during that time, but not long after, He Zhichao was sent to the police station by Mr. Chen's bodyguards on the grounds of raping a girl. He has not come out yet."

"Also, the woman ran out of He Zhichao's room naked. The surveillance camera of the Peninsula Hotel also captured it, but the video was hacked and can no longer be seen."

Shen Qing took two puffs of his cigarette and added another sentence.

"You mean, this woman met A Yuan at the Peninsula Hotel? And it was A Yuan who solved the problem for this woman?"

Zhou Jiatong curled up on the sofa in the private room, folded his arms, and spoke to Shen Qing with a cold face.

"Based on the current situation, this should be the case."

Shen Qing didn't care about Zhou Jiatong's cold face. He took two puffs of his cigarette and continued:

"We also found out that within a few days, this woman went to work at the Wasion Group. She worked as Mr. Chen's secretary. Within a week of joining the company, Mr. Chen gave her a car worth more than 40 yuan, and now they have gone to Paris together..."

"Stop talking..."

Zhou Jiatong already understood everything. She suddenly stood up and spoke loudly to Shen Qing.

His complexion was extremely ugly.

"Here's a check for five million. Your reward."

With a cold face, she took out a pre-prepared check from her bag, placed it in front of Shen Qing, and hurried away with her bag.

Shen Qing didn't care about Zhou Jiatong's departure. He reached out and picked up the check in front of him. He squinted his eyes and looked at the number on it, laughing happily.

"Tsk... As expected of a real estate tycoon, she is very generous. It would be better to give her more business like this."

He put out the cigarette in his hand, put away the check, and stood up to leave the private room.

Zhou Jiatong had already left the Sha Tin Racecourse and was sitting in her pink Bentley Flying Spur. She had wanted to book a flight to Paris immediately.

But Paris is so big, even if she went there now, she might not be able to find A Yuan and that bitch.

Zhou Jiatong slapped the steering wheel in front of her in annoyance, and cursed with a distorted face: "Bitch, I'll let you have fun in Paris for a few days, and when you come back, I'll kill you."

She stepped on the accelerator and drove away in a flash.

In a vast private estate in Paris, France, Yu Yao followed Chen Zhongyuan into the estate, which had a vast marble courtyard, a private garden with splendid flowers, villas, a library, an indoor swimming pool, a banquet hall, a horse farm, etc.

The villa was also decorated magnificently, with priceless antique furniture that opened her eyes.

She randomly picked one and moved in.

Chen Zhongyuan also followed in, took off his suit jacket and casually put it aside.

Yu Yao noticed something was wrong: "You're staying in the same room with me?"

Apart from the Chinese medicine that night, the two slept together and had no particularly intimate contact afterwards.

At most, it's just hugs, kisses and cuddles.

Mainly, she lives at home every day.

Chen Zhongyuan smiled and echoed her tone: "It's not like we haven't lived together before."

Yu Yao was not opposed to living with Chen Zhongyuan. In fact, because he was the target of her mission, she even hoped that the two of them could make faster progress.

But appropriate reserve is still necessary.

"Mr. Chen, even though we are boyfriend and girlfriend, we still need to be careful before we get married."

She said seriously.

Chen Zhongyuan clicked his tongue, as if mocking the girl in front of him: "Properties? I remember someone was trying to strip me one night, but he couldn't unfasten my belt and he cried..."

"That... that was me being drugged, how can they be confused?"

Yu Yao's face turned red, and she seemed very embarrassed. In the end, she simply ignored him.

Chen Zhongyuan laughed twice, rested for a while in the manor, and then went out for something.

Before he left, he told her, "I have something to take care of. You should stay in the manor and don't run around. If you are hungry, ask the maids to make you something to eat. Tell them what you want to eat."

Yu Yao sat on the sofa, browsing her phone, and hummed softly.

It was not until Chen Zhongyuan left that she realized that she didn't speak French.

We can't speak the language, so won't we be hungry later?
Yu Yao looked at the maid in the room who was packing her luggage. She was obviously French.

She tried to greet him in French: "Bonjour."

Hello there.

These are a few spoken phrases she crammed before coming to France.

The French maid really stopped, turned around and looked at her, and said respectfully: "Que commander, s'il vous plat."

Yu Yao just stared at the maid stupidly. She had no idea what she was talking about.

The system almost laughed so hard that it almost choked. It kindly translated for her: "She asked you if you have any instructions."

Yu Yao heard the translation of the system, smiled awkwardly, and said to the maid: "J'ai faim."

I'm hungry.

She only knew a few simple spoken sentences, which she had to learn temporarily.

If the other party doesn't understand, there is nothing she can do.

Fortunately, the maid seemed to understand and said something, but Yu Yao didn't understand it either, and she left quickly anyway.

She was still sitting on the sofa playing with her cell phone, and fell asleep while playing.

Chen Zhongyuan didn't come back either, and Yu Yao was woken up by the maid.

He said something in French that she still couldn't understand.

But I roughly guessed that it meant for her to go to the restaurant for dinner.

She said in French: "Thank you."

He got up and followed the maid to the dining room.

When we arrived at the restaurant, we saw several delicious dishes on the table, which looked very exquisite.

French foie gras, honey-glazed duck breast, lobster bisque, cheese…

The portion is just too big, it would be a bit of a waste for her to eat it all by herself.

In the end, her belly was full and she felt a little bloated.

After thinking about it, I went for a walk in the garden to digest the food.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Chen Zhongyuan came back. When he saw the girl walking in the garden, his face softened.