They both suspected that there was a traitor inside the Qinghua Group, but they did not know who on earth the so-called traitor was. And the capture of traitors can only come quietly.

Henry Mu stared at Aaron Mu. After a while, Aaron Mu nodded and withdrew from the chairman's office.

Needless to say, he already knew what to do.

Aaron Mu was going to investigate the traitor in secret.

Joycelin Xia was sitting on the bench to peel the apple for Karl Xia.

After several days of medical treatment, Karl Xia's body has been much better. Now his body has returned to normal, and it was estimated that he could be discharged soon.

"Joycelin, I heard that you are getting very close to Ben Ji recently?" Karl Xia took the apple handed by Joycelin and asked tentatively.

Last time Laure Jiang told him that she had seen Joycelin and Ben Ji on the phone and heard their conversation.

He was disturbed, fearing that one day Joycelin Xia would leave him for Ben Ji.

If it was the case, his plan had to be suspended.

Thinking of this, Karl Xia was full of worries.

He must keep her staying away from Ben Ji.

"Ben Ji and I are just friends, and I have made the decision to marry Aaron Mu, so set your mind at rest, Dad." Though it was an unexpected question, Joycelin Xia answered honestly after a pause.

However, deep in her eyes was endless disappointment and sadness.

Was her beloved father so eager to marry her to a man who intended to rob her of the whole family's property?

Joycelin Xia hid her disappointment so well that Karl Xia who has been on the ball for half a century, did not notice that.

Karl Xia fixed his eyes on Joycelin Xia for a long while and stopped testing her until he saw no guilty in her eyes.

Karl Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that his daughter finally made peace with that and was going to marry Aaron Mu as he wished.

However, little did he know, for Joycelin Xia, the marriage between her and Aaron Mu existed for only one reason: revenge!

Playing her phone idly, Joycelin Xia was roughly reading hot events occurred in fashion circle and recent news.

Suddenly, a row of scarlet words came into her view.

"Qinghua Group is suspected of plagiarism and is revealed by Ji's Group in public."

"How could it be possible?" Joycelin Xia exclaimed in great disbelief.

She knew Aaron Mu's ability very well. He would never plagiarize, he would never do the same thing as only a jerk would do.

What's more, if Aaron Mu needed something or wanted to do something, was it necessary for him to plagiarize?

With her eyes open wide, Joycelin Xia continued reading the web page.

To avoid missing any detail, she read it without a single blink.

"The grand blueprint of Jianzhou Group is destroyed by Ji's Group at one stroke."

"Aaron Mu copies Ben Ji's design and is exposed by Ben Ji in public."

"The stock price of Qinghua Group plunges due to plagiarism, which is worse than that time when the female heir of Xia's Group broke off an engagement."

"Qinghua Group is on the verge of bankruptcy."

……

Qinghua Group got involved in all kinds of news. So did Aaron Mu in all kinds of gossips.

Suddenly, Joycelin Xia smiled.

Her gorgeous lips became prettier for the way she lifted up her mouth.

It was just like numerous stars suddenly appearing around the moon. What a matchless beautiful picture!

Joycelin Xia turned off the web page and continued playing with her phone as if nothing had occurred. "Aaron Mu, it is just the beginning of my revenge", she thought.

She was in a good mood, actually, a super good mood.

Thanks to Ben Ji for all this and also thanks to that document.

"Ting-a-ling-", it was the incoming message sound.

A line of characters appeared on the screen of her phone when Joycelin Xia clicked the short message: Joycelin, are you free at the moment? Come meet me. I'm in the Cafe opposite the hospital.

It was Ben Ji who sent the message.

Joycelin Xia thought for a moment and decided to go to the appointment.

To retaliate thoroughly against Aaron Mu and Sickey Yin, she definitely needed Ben Ji's help in the future. In that case, why should she restrain herself?

Ten minutes later, Joycelin Xia, stepping on a pair of white high-heel, walked into the Xinyue Superior Cafe opposite the hospital.

Although this coffee shop is opposite the hospital, a location usually implying bad revenue, it is full of customers every moment for the specialty of its coffee.

If it weren't for good luck or advance booking, it would be impossible to taste the specially made coffee here.

"Joycelin, here." As soon as Joycelin entered the cafe, Ben Ji, sitting by the floor window, was keenly aware of her figure.

Hearing someone call his name, Joycelin Xia subconsciously turned to that direction, just seeing Ben Ji waving to her.

Then Joycelin Xia, wearing white high-heeled shoes, went straight to where Ben Ji was.

Nor did she notice herself walking past a strange person wearing a fashion magazine covering her face.

Had she paid a little attention, she would have recognized who she was passing by.

Unfortunately, her carelessness almost resulted in irreversible consequences.

"Thank you so much for this time, Joycelin. Without you, I would not win this time." Before Joycelin Xia could sit still, Ben Ji had already grasped her hands excitedly.

He held her hands and said a lot of thanks.

Joycelin Xia awkwardly retracted her hands. She didn't know why. Ben Ji's attitude and performance made her a little disgusted.

He looked like a mean man who became successful with tricks.

Despite her discomfort, Joycelin Xia did not say it, but smiled gently: "You're welcome. We don't need to be so polite. What's more, letting Aaron Mu fail is what I want in my heart."

Joycelin Xia and Ben Ji talked a lot more. It was not until an hour later that they left the Xinyue Cafe.

Nobody noticed that a woman in a pink windbreaker followed them all the time.

The figure rushed in one direction, which was the direction to Aaron Mu's Qinghua Group.

Aaron Mu sat in a revolving chair and recalled the answers put forward by every employee in the design department.

Yes, in the shortest time, he asked every designer who had come into contact with the design of the Future Project.

Unfortunately, as smart as he was, he was surprised that he could not see which of them was a betrayer.

Maybe the betrayer was hidden too well, or maybe the betrayer wasn't in their group at all.

But if there is no betrayer between them, who can steal the design paper and hand it to Ben Ji?

Aaron Mu frowned deeply. For the first time since he took over the company, he was so confused that he could not find a way to solve the problem.