Gong Ting propped his forehead. Who was the person who drugged him? Do you want to see him make a fool of himself, or do you want to destroy the marriage between the Duke's house and the palace family?

He pushed open the door and got out of the car. The cold air came to his face at midnight. He was shivering with cold, but his expression was extremely cold and solemn. Whoever dared to give him medicine would pay a heavy price.

He took out his cell phone and called, "Maureen, bring clean clothes and come to XX hotel right away. I'm in some trouble."

After hanging up the phone, a timid voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Mr. Gong, you finally wake up."

Gong Zheng turned around and immediately saw a woman wearing fur standing behind him trembling. The woman had a strong smell of dust and was covered with ambiguous kiss marks on her neck.

This had to make Gong Ting think of something immediately, "it was you last night?"

When the woman saw that his eyes were turned over and filled with anger, she was timid and guilty and said, "yes, it's me, Mr. Gong. You're so rude and hurt others."

In order to convince him that it was her last night, the woman spoke more pitifully and couldn't stand on her legs.

Gong Ting narrowed his eyes, and many pictures passed in his mind. Although it was not very clear, when he possessed the woman, the taste was so beautiful that he felt like he was in the clouds.

But he believed the woman's words. If it was a dusty woman, the money could be sent away.

He bent down to pick up his wallet from the floor mat in the car, took out a card and handed it to him with a cold look. "Get out of my sight as if nothing had happened last night."

Seeing the card in his hand, the woman quickly picked it up, put the card in her backpack and left without looking back.

Gong Ting leaned on the body, took out a pack of cigarettes from the center console of the driver's seat and lit it. He looked bleakly at the bright moon in the sky. Nicotine couldn't calm his mania.

After all, he did something sorry for Ning'er, although the other party was just a dust lady.

He gently closed his eyes, the smoke choked into his throat, and he coughed sadly.

About half an hour later, Maureen hurried into the parking lot with an exquisite paper bag. At a glance, he saw the very depressed young master. He strode over, "what's the matter, young master? Why are you so embarrassed?"

"Give me the clothes." Gong Zheng put out the smoke, took the paper bag in his hand and got into the back seat. There was a rustling sound of changing clothes in the car,

Maureen stood outside the car, staring around for fear that someone might spy on his young master to change his clothes.

After a while, Gong Ting had changed into clean clothes. He threw the previous clothes to Maureen. His eyes touched the solidified blood on the hem and inexplicably remembered the guilty heart in the woman's eyes just now. He made a decision that even he felt incredible, "take the DNA of the blood on the hem and compare it with the DNA in the DNA resource library."

Maureen also noticed the blood on the hem. He put his clothes into a paper bag. "What's the matter, young master? Why is there blood on your clothes?"

"It's been calculated. You send someone to follow the woman just now. Make sure she takes contraceptives. The palace family will never allow illegitimate children." Gong Ting stood outside the car and thought of staying with a dusty woman all night. He felt that the air here was too dirty to stay for a minute.

He continued, "take the car to disinfection."

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