Chapter 134
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Lee Qingya had just finished paying the cashier for all the goodies he bought for his young master and was just waiting for the change. Today, his task was to purchase a freshly made vanilla apple tart and other pastries for Zhang Chenric to munch on whilst he studied for an upcoming assessment for the exchange program he applied for. Actually, Prosecutor Zhang Jun had already secured the slot for his son. However, a month ago, the young master went to his father's office and had a word with him. He told his father that he didn't want to get anything that he didn't work hard for. Also, by getting the program slot without having to do anything Zhang Chenric felt like his father had belittled him and had no confidence in his capabilities. Lee Qingya thought that what had happened was confusing. It was because the young master Zhang Chenric had already agreed on the previous set up and was even grateful that he did not need to bother himself to take the assessment since the slot was already reserved to him. Also, Zhang Chenric wasn't the type of person to change his mind after he had made a final decision. Could something happen a month ago which caused him to have a change of mind? Lee Qingya wondered as he received the change and receipt of his purchase and walked toward the pastry shop's door. Upon arriving at the parking area of the shop and at the exact location where he parked the motorcycle, Lee Qingya was appalled to see that the vehicle was gone. But how did the thief manage to take the motorcycle without arousing other people's attention? "Aiyo! I should have used a car! But that young master wanted to eat freshly made tarts so he made me use his motorcycle for faster travel time! I'm so dead!" Lee Qingya murmured to himself as his breath got caught in his chest as fear crept into his system. He tried to solve the problem on his own first. He scanned the area to look for a nearby CCTV. Luckily there were two CCTVs and the place where the motorcycle was parked was within the CCTV's scope and reach. Lee Qingya then went back inside the pastry shop to ask if he can take a look at the recent CCTV footage concerning the parking area. Fortunately, the owner was there so he was given full access right after he thoroughly explained the details and showed Prosecutor Zhang's calling card. Lee Qingya had almost dropped the paper bag full of pastries when he saw who stole the motorcycle. A female with long hair dressed in a black dress hurriedly came in from the roadside and approached the motorcycle as if it was hers. She then seemed searching for something. A spare key perhaps? "How did she know that there was a spare key?! I didn't even know that the young master taped a key in his motorcycle's tail light housing." Lee Qingya wasn't able to hide his amazement. "Maybe she's a stalker of your employer? These days people with an obsession tend to get bolder!" The owner voiced out his opinion on the matter. Lee Qingya then thought that the woman who stole Zhang Chenric's motorcycle was his stalker. To think that she even knew where the spare key was hidden! "I suggest you report this to the authority!" The owner of the shop spoke again. "You think so too, Sir? But I think I will have to call my boss first and inform him of the situation." Lee Qingya then excused himself and hurriedly dialed Zhang Chenric's phone number. After a few rings, Zhang Chenric picked up his call. "What is it?" Zhang Chenric's voice was as cold as ever. "Good morning, young master! I already bought you your delicious snacks. Freshly made guaranteed." Lee Qingya seemed to be assessing Zhang Chenric's mood. "Great! Have the maid prepare it and tell her to bring it here in my room." Zhang Chenric answered quickly. "But there's a slight problem, young master..." Lee Qingya took a deep breath before he continued to speak. "Your... Your motorcycle is missing." Lee Qingya had dropped the bomb straight into his master's ears. "What do you mean missing? Don't tell me you forgot where you parked it?" Zhang Chenric's voice sounded irritated. "No, young master. Someone had stolen your motorcycle!" Lee Qingya cried out loud with his confession. "Stop it. You are not funny at all." Zhang Chenric felt his face muscles tensed because of the bad news. "How I wish everything happened was just a joke, young master." Lee Qingya started to bawl his eyes out in desperation. "Don't worry young master, I'll get your motorcycle back! I will communicate this right away to the police. Fortunately, the shop has a CCTV so we have an idea who stole the motorcycle." Lee Qingya said, his voice full of determination. He then sent Zhang Chenric the footage of the CCTV. "I also sent you a copy of CCTV footage, young master. The shop owner said that the thief must be an obsessed stalker." Zhang Chenric wrinkled his eyebrows as he contemplated on things. He wasn't really angry about his stolen motorcycle, actually, he was more concern about not being able to eat his freshly made vanilla apple tarts. So whoever stole his motorcycle with definitely pay the price. Soon Zhang Chenric started playing the video on his cellphone. Like them, he was surprised to see a woman dressed in formal wear approached his motorcycle and checked the tail light housing for the spare key. Basing from the woman's sharp movements, she seemed to be knowledgeable about motorcycles. He then fixed his eyes on the woman who stole his motorcycle. The longer Zhang Chenric stared at the woman on the video, the easier for him to realize why the woman seemed familiar. He had seen her before. She was the beauty that made him realize that he became too much dependent on his father's influence. She was the same person he accused of being a stalker in return she called him conceited. A playful smile carved on Zhang Chenric's lips as he paused the video and went back to speak to Lee Qingya. "Don't call the police, Lee. I will punish that naughty thief myself." Zhang Chenric said as he ended the call and opened his laptop to track his motorcycle.
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Lee Qingya had just finished paying the cashier for all the goodies he bought for his young master and was just waiting for the change. Today, his task was to purchase a freshly made vanilla apple tart and other pastries for Zhang Chenric to munch on whilst he studied for an upcoming assessment for the exchange program he applied for. Actually, Prosecutor Zhang Jun had already secured the slot for his son. However, a month ago, the young master went to his father's office and had a word with him. He told his father that he didn't want to get anything that he didn't work hard for. Also, by getting the program slot without having to do anything Zhang Chenric felt like his father had belittled him and had no confidence in his capabilities. Lee Qingya thought that what had happened was confusing. It was because the young master Zhang Chenric had already agreed on the previous set up and was even grateful that he did not need to bother himself to take the assessment since the slot was already reserved to him. Also, Zhang Chenric wasn't the type of person to change his mind after he had made a final decision. Could something happen a month ago which caused him to have a change of mind? Lee Qingya wondered as he received the change and receipt of his purchase and walked toward the pastry shop's door. Upon arriving at the parking area of the shop and at the exact location where he parked the motorcycle, Lee Qingya was appalled to see that the vehicle was gone. But how did the thief manage to take the motorcycle without arousing other people's attention? "Aiyo! I should have used a car! But that young master wanted to eat freshly made tarts so he made me use his motorcycle for faster travel time! I'm so dead!" Lee Qingya murmured to himself as his breath got caught in his chest as fear crept into his system. He tried to solve the problem on his own first. He scanned the area to look for a nearby CCTV. Luckily there were two CCTVs and the place where the motorcycle was parked was within the CCTV's scope and reach. Lee Qingya then went back inside the pastry shop to ask if he can take a look at the recent CCTV footage concerning the parking area. Fortunately, the owner was there so he was given full access right after he thoroughly explained the details and showed Prosecutor Zhang's calling card. Lee Qingya had almost dropped the paper bag full of pastries when he saw who stole the motorcycle. A female with long hair dressed in a black dress hurriedly came in from the roadside and approached the motorcycle as if it was hers. She then seemed searching for something. A spare key perhaps? "How did she know that there was a spare key?! I didn't even know that the young master taped a key in his motorcycle's tail light housing." Lee Qingya wasn't able to hide his amazement. "Maybe she's a stalker of your employer? These days people with an obsession tend to get bolder!" The owner voiced out his opinion on the matter. Lee Qingya then thought that the woman who stole Zhang Chenric's motorcycle was his stalker. To think that she even knew where the spare key was hidden! "I suggest you report this to the authority!" The owner of the shop spoke again. "You think so too, Sir? But I think I will have to call my boss first and inform him of the situation." Lee Qingya then excused himself and hurriedly dialed Zhang Chenric's phone number. After a few rings, Zhang Chenric picked up his call. "What is it?" Zhang Chenric's voice was as cold as ever. "Good morning, young master! I already bought you your delicious snacks. Freshly made guaranteed." Lee Qingya seemed to be assessing Zhang Chenric's mood. "Great! Have the maid prepare it and tell her to bring it here in my room." Zhang Chenric answered quickly. "But there's a slight problem, young master..." Lee Qingya took a deep breath before he continued to speak. "Your... Your motorcycle is missing." Lee Qingya had dropped the bomb straight into his master's ears. "What do you mean missing? Don't tell me you forgot where you parked it?" Zhang Chenric's voice sounded irritated. "No, young master. Someone had stolen your motorcycle!" Lee Qingya cried out loud with his confession. "Stop it. You are not funny at all." Zhang Chenric felt his face muscles tensed because of the bad news. "How I wish everything happened was just a joke, young master." Lee Qingya started to bawl his eyes out in desperation. "Don't worry young master, I'll get your motorcycle back! I will communicate this right away to the police. Fortunately, the shop has a CCTV so we have an idea who stole the motorcycle." Lee Qingya said, his voice full of determination. He then sent Zhang Chenric the footage of the CCTV. "I also sent you a copy of CCTV footage, young master. The shop owner said that the thief must be an obsessed stalker." Zhang Chenric wrinkled his eyebrows as he contemplated on things. He wasn't really angry about his stolen motorcycle, actually, he was more concern about not being able to eat his freshly made vanilla apple tarts. So whoever stole his motorcycle with definitely pay the price. Soon Zhang Chenric started playing the video on his cellphone. Like them, he was surprised to see a woman dressed in formal wear approached his motorcycle and checked the tail light housing for the spare key. Basing from the woman's sharp movements, she seemed to be knowledgeable about motorcycles. He then fixed his eyes on the woman who stole his motorcycle. The longer Zhang Chenric stared at the woman on the video, the easier for him to realize why the woman seemed familiar. He had seen her before. She was the beauty that made him realize that he became too much dependent on his father's influence. She was the same person he accused of being a stalker in return she called him conceited. A playful smile carved on Zhang Chenric's lips as he paused the video and went back to speak to Lee Qingya. "Don't call the police, Lee. I will punish that naughty thief myself." Zhang Chenric said as he ended the call and opened his laptop to track his motorcycle.
Lee Qingya had just finished paying the cashier for all the goodies he bought for his young master and was just waiting for the change. Today, his task was to purchase a freshly made vanilla apple tart and other pastries for Zhang Chenric to munch on whilst he studied for an upcoming assessment for the exchange program he applied for. Actually, Prosecutor Zhang Jun had already secured the slot for his son. However, a month ago, the young master went to his father's office and had a word with him. He told his father that he didn't want to get anything that he didn't work hard for. Also, by getting the program slot without having to do anything Zhang Chenric felt like his father had belittled him and had no confidence in his capabilities. Lee Qingya thought that what had happened was confusing. It was because the young master Zhang Chenric had already agreed on the previous set up and was even grateful that he did not need to bother himself to take the assessment since the slot was already reserved to him. Also, Zhang Chenric wasn't the type of person to change his mind after he had made a final decision. Could something happen a month ago which caused him to have a change of mind? Lee Qingya wondered as he received the change and receipt of his purchase and walked toward the pastry shop's door. Upon arriving at the parking area of the shop and at the exact location where he parked the motorcycle, Lee Qingya was appalled to see that the vehicle was gone. But how did the thief manage to take the motorcycle without arousing other people's attention? "Aiyo! I should have used a car! But that young master wanted to eat freshly made tarts so he made me use his motorcycle for faster travel time! I'm so dead!" Lee Qingya murmured to himself as his breath got caught in his chest as fear crept into his system. He tried to solve the problem on his own first. He scanned the area to look for a nearby CCTV. Luckily there were two CCTVs and the place where the motorcycle was parked was within the CCTV's scope and reach. Lee Qingya then went back inside the pastry shop to ask if he can take a look at the recent CCTV footage concerning the parking area. Fortunately, the owner was there so he was given full access right after he thoroughly explained the details and showed Prosecutor Zhang's calling card. Lee Qingya had almost dropped the paper bag full of pastries when he saw who stole the motorcycle. A female with long hair dressed in a black dress hurriedly came in from the roadside and approached the motorcycle as if it was hers. She then seemed searching for something. A spare key perhaps? "How did she know that there was a spare key?! I didn't even know that the young master taped a key in his motorcycle's tail light housing." Lee Qingya wasn't able to hide his amazement. "Maybe she's a stalker of your employer? These days people with an obsession tend to get bolder!" The owner voiced out his opinion on the matter. Lee Qingya then thought that the woman who stole Zhang Chenric's motorcycle was his stalker. To think that she even knew where the spare key was hidden! "I suggest you report this to the authority!" The owner of the shop spoke again. "You think so too, Sir? But I think I will have to call my boss first and inform him of the situation." Lee Qingya then excused himself and hurriedly dialed Zhang Chenric's phone number. After a few rings, Zhang Chenric picked up his call. "What is it?" Zhang Chenric's voice was as cold as ever. "Good morning, young master! I already bought you your delicious snacks. Freshly made guaranteed." Lee Qingya seemed to be assessing Zhang Chenric's mood. "Great! Have the maid prepare it and tell her to bring it here in my room." Zhang Chenric answered quickly. "But there's a slight problem, young master..." Lee Qingya took a deep breath before he continued to speak. "Your... Your motorcycle is missing." Lee Qingya had dropped the bomb straight into his master's ears. "What do you mean missing? Don't tell me you forgot where you parked it?" Zhang Chenric's voice sounded irritated. "No, young master. Someone had stolen your motorcycle!" Lee Qingya cried out loud with his confession. "Stop it. You are not funny at all." Zhang Chenric felt his face muscles tensed because of the bad news. "How I wish everything happened was just a joke, young master." Lee Qingya started to bawl his eyes out in desperation. "Don't worry young master, I'll get your motorcycle back! I will communicate this right away to the police. Fortunately, the shop has a CCTV so we have an idea who stole the motorcycle." Lee Qingya said, his voice full of determination. He then sent Zhang Chenric the footage of the CCTV. "I also sent you a copy of CCTV footage, young master. The shop owner said that the thief must be an obsessed stalker." Zhang Chenric wrinkled his eyebrows as he contemplated on things. He wasn't really angry about his stolen motorcycle, actually, he was more concern about not being able to eat his freshly made vanilla apple tarts. So whoever stole his motorcycle with definitely pay the price. Soon Zhang Chenric started playing the video on his cellphone. Like them, he was surprised to see a woman dressed in formal wear approached his motorcycle and checked the tail light housing for the spare key. Basing from the woman's sharp movements, she seemed to be knowledgeable about motorcycles. He then fixed his eyes on the woman who stole his motorcycle. The longer Zhang Chenric stared at the woman on the video, the easier for him to realize why the woman seemed familiar. He had seen her before. She was the beauty that made him realize that he became too much dependent on his father's influence. She was the same person he accused of being a stalker in return she called him conceited. A playful smile carved on Zhang Chenric's lips as he paused the video and went back to speak to Lee Qingya. "Don't call the police, Lee. I will punish that naughty thief myself." Zhang Chenric said as he ended the call and opened his laptop to track his motorcycle.
