Chapter 888

• Auntie brought the noodles over, and Zhao Dui added a generous amount of chili sauce and vinegar before digging in heartily. He mumbled, "We've raided Motian at least seven times in the past few months, but we haven't found any clues. You shouldn't doubt your husband's abilities."
• Winnie Thompson stared at the noodles in her bowl, her expression serious. "It seems like he's suspicious of me. He asked me last night what I wanted to know and said I could just ask him directly."
• With a mouthful of noodles, Zhao Dui glanced at her. "He didn't give you a hard time, did he?"