[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - 15

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Chapter 59 Old Memories
That afternoon, Zi Hui was looking at a report in her office when the phone rang. Unexpectedly, it was Zhao Qidong, her former boss from the bank. That brief, passionate night had almost faded from Zi Hui's memory, but hearing his voice and recalling the events of that night made her blush and feel breathless. "Oh
, it's Manager Zhao. What can I do for you?"
"Zi Hui! You've become a boss and forgotten your old friends, haven't you? I've been thinking about you all the time! How about we come out for a chat?"
Listening to Zhao Qidong's glib tongue, Zi Hui felt like she'd swallowed a fly. How could she have never noticed him before? She always thought he was refined and cultured, but she never expected him to have such a vulgar side. Shang Rong, though also vulgar and highly educated, never pretended to be cultured. She blamed herself for being so blind, having only one affair in her life, and then running into such a man. "
I'm busy. Just tell me what you need over the phone."
Zi Hui's voice turned cold and impatient.
"I know Mr. Lin is busy. How could I dare to bother you if it wasn't something important? I just want to take a few minutes of your time. There is something important I need to discuss with you. How about this, I'll wait for you at A Xiang Tea House downstairs from your office building. You won't be disappointed."
She hung up the phone.
Zi Hui stood there holding the receiver, wondering whether to go or not. What did he want from her? It didn't seem like anything good. But the company's business didn't involve their bank! She should go anyway. It was just at the tea house downstairs. Was he going to eat her? There was no alcohol there. Thinking about that time she was drunk and lost her virginity, she blushed again.
Zhao Qidong was sitting there looking at the tea menu when he saw Zi Hui walking towards him. His eyes lit up, and he thought to himself: Even the most lowly woman becomes noble once she has money. Look at this woman. Back then, when she was a lowly bank clerk, even when I was on top of her, I didn't feel this kind of nobility. Clothes adorn the exterior, wealth adorns the heart; this woman is now truly unified inside and out. If he were to sleep with her again now, the feeling would definitely be different from before. Zhao Qidong felt a burning sensation in his crotch.
"President Zhao, please speak freely; I have matters to attend to at my company,"
Zi Hui said before even settling into her seat. She really didn't want to sit so close to this man, and she noticed that this usually impeccably dressed vice president looked rather sloppy today.
Zhao Qidong smiled obsequiously, "Even if you're busy, you can still have time for a cup of tea, right? Why are we being so distant?"
Zi Hui felt even more disgusted upon hearing this, and said with a stern face, "President Zhao, I'm no longer your employee. If you have something to say, just say it; if not, please enjoy your tea. I'll be leaving now."
She made as if to get up.
Zhao Qidong cursed inwardly, "What a pretentious act! She's been through so much with me, crying for her parents, and now she's turning her back on me after I've done my thing." "
Alright, since Mr. Lin won't do me the honor, let's get down to business."
He pulled an envelope from his suit pocket and handed it to Zi Hui, saying, "Any interest in this?"
Zi Hui took the envelope suspiciously, glanced at the contents, and quickly put it back. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and her beautiful eyes seemed to spit fire. She stammered, "You despicable man, you..."
Zhao Qidong, looking at the woman's expression, felt a surge of pleasure and said smugly, "Now you're interested in talking to me, aren't you?"
Zi Hui looked at the man who had once entered her body, filled with remorse. Only now did she feel for the first time that her body had been defiled, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, wanting nothing more than to find a place to take a good bath.
Seeing the woman's dazed expression, Zhao Qidong knew that what he had kept was indeed valuable. Originally intended as a private possession, it had unexpectedly come in very handy. Nude photos wouldn't work on apes; they only work on apes who wear clothes. What a leap it was for humans to go from naked to clothed! "
Mr. Lin, you've only seen one. There are many more. Why don't you take it home and enjoy it at your leisure? But my photography skills aren't very good, please forgive me, Mr. Lin."
Zi Hui gradually came to her senses, and she instantly understood the man's meaning. A man with nude photos of women can only use a few tricks; let's see how skilled he is. "
What do you want? You're a small bank manager, you wouldn't use this to blackmail someone, would you?"
Zi Hui tried to speak calmly.
Seeing that the woman had begun to negotiate, Zhao Qidong spoke frankly, "I'm really sorry, I'm no longer a small bank manager. I'm just a small broker making a living in the stock market. It's all my bad luck, unlike you who has a benefactor. To be frank, the stock market hasn't been doing well lately, and I've almost lost everything. Mr. Lin is now very wealthy and wants to borrow some money to make up for my losses. Also..."
Zhao Qidong's lecherous eyes sized up Zi Hui, and he smirked, "I quite miss that night. I wonder if Mr. Lin could..."
"Forget about it,"
Zi Hui said angrily before Zhao Qidong could finish. She was about to smash the teacup at the man's face.
Zhao Qidong seemed oblivious to the woman's anger and continued, "Since Mr. Lin won't do me the honor, that's fine. But I've come all this way to bring you this, so you should at least show some appreciation."
Zi Hui was momentarily at a loss. She wondered how big this scoundrel's appetite really was. These kinds of things, once you start asking, are usually bottomless pits, and you can't easily give in. Going bankrupt by stock speculation? "Fate is truly cruel! Shang Rong went bankrupt from stock speculation, leading me to lose my virginity to this man in a daze. Now, this man, also bankrupt from stock speculation, is trying to blackmail me. Damn stocks, I curse the inventor of stocks!" "
I'm just a nominal general manager at the company. My approval authority is only ten thousand yuan. If you want to make money here, you've come to the wrong place,"
Zhao Qidong said calmly. "So, your company's finances are controlled by your ex-husband? Are you suggesting I contact your ex-husband?"
Zi Hui sneered, "That won't threaten me. He's just my ex-husband, not my husband. These photos have no appeal to him. You can show them to him, but I advise you to be careful; he's in a bad mood these days."
Zhao Qidong hadn't expected the woman to speak so casually, and even subtly threaten him. Had she really separated from her ex-husband? If so, giving these photos to her ex-husband wouldn't really hurt her. "
If your ex-husband isn't interested, others are, like your company's employees. And adult websites on the internet. Of course, there are many naked beauties on those sites, but when it comes to a devilish figure, especially that ecstatic expression, none of them can compare to you!"
Zi Hui felt both ashamed and angry; this had hit her sore spot. If these photos got into the hands of her company employees or were posted online, she wouldn't be able to continue as general manager, and she wouldn't need to go out anymore. Who knew how many people she knew would see them? At least her husband would definitely see them. He's always online, looking at these kinds of pictures. Men are so boring; no matter how many women they have, they're never satisfied, always wanting to possess every beautiful woman in the world.
Zhao Qidong, listen to me carefully. If you think I, Lin Zihui, am someone who can be easily blackmailed, you're mistaken. If you're struggling financially, I can lend you a hand—20,000 yuan, considering we were once colleagues. But if you're trying to blackmail me, you won't get a single penny. You can distribute these photos all you want; at worst, I, Lin Zihui, will become a housewife and never show my face in public again, but I'll still live the life you envy, while you'll remain penniless forever. These photos will be no different in your eyes than those online. Furthermore, if you dare take my money and then go back on your word, I can offer a million yuan to have you killed. Go back and think it over, then call me. "
After saying that, Zi Hui stood up and left without even glancing at the stunned man.
As soon as she stepped outside, Zi Hui could no longer hold back her tears. She didn't dare go back to the company, afraid of being seen, so she jumped into her car and sped home. At that moment, all she wanted to do was throw herself into Shang Rong's arms, bite him a few times, and then have a good cry.
Dazed and confused, she finally made it home, where Zhang Yan was doing aerobics in a tight-fitting outfit. Seeing Zi Hui come in, she smiled and said, "What day is it today? Why is President Lin getting off work so early?"
She tilted her head and thought for a while before muttering to herself, "It doesn't seem to be a holiday! Nobody's celebrating their birthday!"
Zi Hui looked at Zhang Yan's dazed appearance and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't care about her and took off her coat, went upstairs, and hid in her bedroom. Lying on the bed, lost in thought, she saw Zhang Yan poke her head in and say, "Sister Zi Hui, are you sick? Why are you crying?" "
Saying this, she came in and touched Zi Hui's head.
Zi Hui turned her face towards the inside of the bed and said loudly, "Get out, I'm annoyed, let me be alone for a while."
Zhang Yan was stunned, not understanding why her older sister was angry. Was something wrong at work? Right, probably lost money in business. "
Okay! I'll go out, you rest first, call me if you need anything."
Zhang Yan ran downstairs in a flash, picked up the phone and dialed. "
Shang Rong, come back quickly. Sister Zi Hui is not right. She's crying. Okay."
After hanging up the phone, she shouted, "Sister Yang, quickly make some ginseng soup, Sister Zi Hui might be sick."
Zi Hui dozed off for a while, then felt someone gently shaking her shoulder, and said without turning her head, "I said let me be alone for a while, don't bother me."
Then she heard a voice say, "President Lin has quite a temper, is this how you treat your sister?" Upon hearing the voice, Zi
Hui turned around abruptly and threw herself into the man's arms, followed by a series of breathless sobs, though she forgot to bite him.
Shang Rong had never seen Zi Hui cry so bitterly before. He wondered if her mother, who lived far away, had died, but Zi Hui and her mother didn't seem to have such a deep bond. Most likely, she had been cheated in business; Zi Hui's deepest attachment was to money, which explained her heartbroken cries. Thinking this, he hugged the woman tightly, shaking her and comforting her, "Don't be so upset. Even if the sky falls, I'll be there for you. I lost so much money in the stock market, and I didn't see you cry this much. What's a little money to us now? Don't cry, don't cry. I'll cover whatever you lose. Your husband still has some savings."
Hearing the man's words, Zi Hui truly stopped crying, looking up at him with teary eyes, and said, "Why do you think I'm crying?"
Shang Rong smiled and said, "No one knows a wife better than her husband! You're just crying because you lost a few dollars." "
This time, Zi Hui really bit the man's neck hard, and started crying again. Shang Rong was furious from the pain, pushed the woman onto the bed, and angrily cursed while touching his neck, "You crazy woman, don't you have any sense of restraint? Doesn't it hurt?"
Looking at the man's appearance, Zi Hui felt a pang of grievance again, got up and snuggled back into the man's arms, sobbing, "I'm so unlucky this time..."
After the woman finished explaining the whole story, Shang Rong was stunned and didn't speak for a long time. Damn it, what did I do to deserve this? One problem after another. Zheng Gang's matter was troublesome enough, and now someone actually dug up these shameful old things. Zi Hui pushed him and said timidly, "You said you wouldn't blame me for that matter anymore..."
Shang Rong came back to his senses and said, "Where are the photos?" Zi
Hui took out a few photos from under her pillow and handed them to him. Shang Rong looked at them one by one, shaking his head and making clicking noises, whether in admiration or regret, it was unclear. He finished reading them and was about to look at them again when Zi Hui snatched them away and stuffed them under the pillow. The two stared at each other, like strangers. After a while, Shang Rong asked, "How much did you promise him?"
Zi Hui glanced at the man, lowered her head in shame, and said, "Twenty thousand."
Shang Rong seemed not to believe his ears. "
Twenty thousand?"
Zi Hui asked timidly, "Isn't that too much?"
Shang Rong lit a cigarette and smoked, seemingly recovering from his daze for a long time. He pulled the woman into his arms and said, "Don't mention this again. You don't need to worry about that person anymore. Just pretend nothing happened."
Zi Hui said, "What if he calls again?"
Shang Rong reached out and wiped away a tear from the woman's eye and said, "He won't call again. Give me those photos."
Zi Hui asked warily, "What are you going to do?" Shang
Rong laughed, "I'll save it to blackmail you later!"
Zi Hui snuggled into the man's arms a few times, then suddenly asked, "How much secret money do you have?"
Shang Rong asked in confusion, "What secret money?"
Zi Hui playfully hit the man and said coquettishly, "Stop pretending to be confused. You just said it yourself. Trying to renege, are you?"
Shang Rong suddenly realized, and kissed the woman hard on the lips, saying, "My secret money is the combined price you and Yan Yan paid for yourselves. How much do you think that is?"
A battle erupted instantly in the bedroom, first with a few gasps, then with Zi Huimei's deadly moans. Zhang Yan downstairs was thrown into a panic, while Aunt Yang hid in the bathroom. Chapter

60: High-Level Leakage.
Zhang Aijun didn't convene the bureau chief's office meeting as Shang Rong had hoped, nor did he intend to discuss Shang Rong's matter at the meeting. Initially, he did have the intention of handling the matter officially, wanting to submit it to the bureau's party committee for a decision. He didn't want to take responsibility for some friend of Sun Xiaoning. If he previously felt that Shang Rong's criminal facts were still to be verified, then since understanding Shang Rong's identity, he was basically certain. The money was definitely in Shang Rong's hands, and perhaps Sun Xiaoning was also involved. This made the whereabouts of Zheng Gang's embezzled funds even more perplexing. Although he and Sun Haiyang were old comrades-in-arms, he didn't want to get too involved in his son's affairs. These young people nowadays, what wouldn't they do under the cover of special identities?
But just last night, Sun Haiyang's second... His wife, Nangong Xiaoshan, called home personally. Hearing Xiaoshan's still sweet voice on the phone, Zhang Aijun couldn't help but recall the innocent young doctor at the division hospital years ago—she and Xiaoyu were practically identical. Xiaoshan didn't say anything important on the phone; after a few casual words, she naturally brought up her daughter Xiaoyu's boyfriend. At first, Zhang Aijun thought she'd found a boyfriend in Beijing, but when Xiaoshan mentioned that her future son-in-law lived in the same city, Zhang Aijun instantly understood. Hanging up, Zhang Aijun fell into deep thought.
Shang Rong wasn't Sun Xiaoning's friend at all; it was all Xiaoyu's doing. He shouldn't have let her get close to Shang Rong. It seemed Shang Rong had put in quite a bit of effort on Sun Xiaoyu. This girl was just like her mother back then—passionate, audacious, and perhaps, like Xiaoshan and Sun Haiyang back then, they'd already slept together.
Now that Shang Rong has this connection with the Sun family, can I still ignore it and just act strictly by the book? If Sun Gan, the patriarch of the Sun family, had acted as strictly as I do back then, I wouldn't be where I am today. Although Sun Gan is dead, Sun Haiyang still holds considerable power. If he wanted to, he could still protect his son-in-law. Putting all that aside, I'm still an old comrade-in-arms with Sun Haiyang, and I have to consider that. If Qi Shundong really brings Shang Rong to justice one day, how will I explain it to my old comrade-in-arms?
Considering my age, I don't have many more years left in this line of work. If I don't have a few people speaking up for me, I'll be eliminated before I can even finish this job. Sooner or later, I'll be going home to hold my grandchildren. I might as well take this last chance to repay the Sun family's favor, so we can still talk in the future. Otherwise… it seems necessary to communicate with Qi Shundong first. Although Shundong is young and impetuous, like a stubborn mule, if I explain the pros and cons to him, I believe he will listen. This is for his own good, after all. Although he played a crucial role in Zheng Gang's arrest, his stubbornness had offended many. If it weren't for Zhang Aijun's intervention, with so many objections, his promotion to deputy director might have dragged on indefinitely. Was he completely heartless?
That morning, Zhang Aijun was thinking of talking to Qi Shundong when Qi Shundong burst in excitedly without knocking. "
Director Zhang, there's news about Zheng Gang!"
Zhang Aijun was surprised. They had been working tirelessly for so long without finding a single clue, and now that things had slowed down, there was news. Zhang Aijun's first thought was: catching Zheng Gang was equivalent to catching Shang Rong. "
Tell me, it's not just hearsay, is it?" Zhang Aijun
said calmly. Qi
Shundong didn't understand why his superior was so calm. Just a few days ago, he was frantically trying to get things done, but now he seemed to think Zhang Aijun was always deceiving him. "
This is a denunciation report written by Zheng Gang himself. It has been authenticated. Based on this report, his ex-wife Zhang Yan has committed the crimes of harboring criminals and shielding criminals. My idea is to arrest Zhang Yan first and put pressure on Shang Rong."
After saying this, he looked at his superior, as if waiting for his order.
Zhang Aijun listened and remained silent for a while before saying, "I remember you said at the last meeting that you didn't plan to pursue Zhang Yan's case anymore. Wasn't the 500,000 yuan from the Finance Bureau returned by her? Is it appropriate to arrest someone based on just one piece of evidence when Zheng Gang hasn't been apprehended yet?"
Shang Rong lit a cigarette and said, "Times have changed. Back then, Shang Rong wasn't involved in this case, and the situation did require his assistance. Besides, we didn't have any concrete evidence of Zhang Yan's refund at the time. But now it's different. Shang Rong is the prime suspect, and Zhang Yan is his mistress. Actually, arresting Zhang Yan isn't my goal. I understand Shang Rong's personality; this woman is very important to him. If he knows that his mistress was arrested because of Zheng Gang's betrayal, the possibility of him helping Zheng Gang escape will be greatly reduced, and he might even take some extreme actions, thus hastening the exposure of his crimes."
Listening to Qi Shundong's rambling words, Zhang Aiguo thought to himself, this person is indeed as some people in the bureau have said—a cold-blooded and ruthless person. He used Zhang Yan as a bargaining chip to use Shang Rong, and now he's going back on his word and wants to pursue Zhang Yan's crimes. If we're not considering it from a crime-solving perspective, this person is indeed not someone to be trusted. It seems I need to reconsider my plan to talk to him; otherwise, he might find something to use against me. "
Since you already have solid evidence, as the deputy director, you have the authority to make the arrest decision. When do you plan to act?"
"Tonight. She usually spends time with Shang Rong. Arresting her at his home will better deter Shang Rong,"
Qi Shundong said confidently.
“Then let’s proceed according to your plan.”
Zhang Aijun stood up and said, “I have a meeting. Call me if you need anything.”
Just as Qi Shundong reached the door, Zhang Aijun called him back, saying, “Shundong, there’s something I’ve heard a bit about. I’ve been wanting to ask you about it. I heard your daughter and Shang Rong are getting quite close. I wonder if that’s true. I want to remind you that even though your daughter is grown up, you, as her father, can’t ignore her. Don’t let bad people take advantage of her.”
Qi Shundong paused for a moment after hearing Zhang Aijun’s words and said, “I will handle this matter properly. This just proves that Shang Rong has ulterior motives.”
After careful consideration, Zhang Aijun took out his phone and called Sun Xiaoyu in Beijing.
"Xiaoyu! You've been gone without a word. It's one thing for others, but I'm not an outsider."
Xiaoyu said, "Director, I was just afraid of bothering you. Besides, I've been busy with work and wanted to wait for the results before reporting back."
Zhang Aijun laughed, "I'm not worried about your work. Anyway, the Sun family will always be involved with the military. But your mother called and told me about your boyfriend. Even though I'm busy, I have to check on him. After all, you're my niece. You should reconsider Shang Rong. Putting aside everything else, that guy's character isn't good. Do you know that Zheng Gang's ex-wife was his mistress? There's already evidence that she's connected to Zheng Gang's ill-gotten gains, and we're planning to arrest her. Did you hear me? You need to think this through carefully; you can't be careless about such a life-changing event!" Xiaoyu
hurriedly said, "Uncle Zhang, I have to hang up now. I'll definitely consider your opinion carefully."
Zhang Aijun hung up, laughing and scolding, "You little devil, you only call me Uncle Zhang when you get something in return. Aren't I your uncle?"
Shang Rong finally woke up after receiving Xiao Yu's call. He was exhausted from dealing with Zheng Gang these past two days, and still hadn't caught a glimpse of him. He wondered what Xiao Yu wanted so early in the morning; had she finally found the place he'd asked her to look for in Beijing? But after listening to Xiao Yu's call, he stared blankly at Zhang Yan, who was sitting on the sofa trimming her toenails, speechless.
That old dog Qi Shundong was really going to make his move. That untrustworthy scoundrel, he'd actually used Yan Yan as a scapegoat. Getting angry now was useless; the key was what to do—time was of the essence. He'd better not frighten her. If it weren't for Xiao Yu's call, she'd be in detention tonight. My poor Yan Yan. "
Yan Yan, I suddenly remembered something urgent. Hurry up and get dressed, let's go to the entertainment center."
Zhang Yan didn't even look up, continuing with her own things, and said sweetly, "Why don't you drive yourself? I have things to do."
Shang Rong said impatiently, "I want you to drive, you're not going, are you?"
Seeing that the man was about to get angry again, Zhang Yan quickly stood up and said, "Okay, okay. Is it that urgent?"
When they arrived at the entertainment center, Shang Rong told Zhang Yan to stay with Gao Yan, and went to Zhang Ming's office himself. As soon as he entered, he said, "Tell She Tianlang and Pangolin to come quickly. That bastard Qi Shundong has made his move; he's going to kidnap Yan Yan. Send her to the villa immediately to lay low for a while, and then send her to Beijing after things calm down."
Zhang Ming was surprised and asked, "Why does Qi Shundong want to kidnap her?"
Shang Rong said, "I don't know the specifics yet, but the information is absolutely reliable. We can't delay any longer; Qi Shundong might take action soon. Zhang Yan is with Gao Yan; you go with her to ensure her safety. I can't leave right now; Qi Shundong is probably still watching me. I'll go see her in a couple of days. You can tell her the truth when you get there."
Zhang Ming was about to leave when he turned back and asked, "Aren't you going to tell her?"
Shang Rong said impatiently, "If I go, it'll just cause more trouble. Just tell her I'll be there soon."
Shang Rong looked at Zhang Ming's back and suddenly remembered what she had said at the villa that day: Never let a woman into this place; once she comes in, she can forget about leaving. It's really bad luck. Yan Yan, I didn't mean to curse you!
The City of Lost Virginity 061-065

Chapter 61: The Uninvited Guest
Zi Hui received Shang Rong's call and immediately dropped what she was doing to rush home. Upon entering, she saw Aunt Yang cleaning, but Zhang Yan was nowhere to be seen, and Shang Rong wasn't in the living room either. "
Mr. Li is upstairs,"
Aunt Yang pointed upstairs.
Zi Hui didn't understand why Shang Rong was in such a hurry to bring her back. As she walked upstairs, she suddenly remembered the last time her husband returned from a business trip, he had also urgently summoned her home, only to discuss intimate matters with her, leaving her exhausted. Could it be that his old habit had resurfaced? Men's behavior was always unpredictable these days. Thinking of this, Zi Hui felt her legs go weak at the bedroom door.
Entering the bedroom, she saw that this time, unlike last time, he wasn't lying naked on the bed, but rather wearing clothes and leaning against the headboard smoking. His expression, however, was more serious. "
Why did you call me back in such a hurry? Don't smoke in the bedroom, it smells terrible,"
Zi Hui said, going to open the window for fresh air.
"Yan Yan, something's happened,"
Shang Rong said worriedly.
Zi Hui's hand froze in mid-air. "
What happened to Yan Yan?"
"It's all because of Zheng Gang. The police are going to arrest her now."
Shang Rong finished speaking and let out a long sigh.
Zi Hui was shocked and asked, "What did you say? The Public Security Bureau? Arresting Yan Yan? What happened? Where is Yan Yan?"
Shang Rong said impatiently, "Why are you in such a hurry? I called you back to tell you about this. The Public Security Bureau could come at any time. We need a unified explanation."
Zi Hui immediately tensed up, walked to the bedside, and hugged the man's hand, saying, "How could this happen? Where is Yan Yan?" Shang Rong
gently stroked Zi Hui's head and said, "Don't be afraid. Zheng Gang gave Yan Yan 500,000 yuan back then. On the third day after Zheng Gang was arrested, I asked her to anonymously return it to the Finance Bureau. I have the post office receipt as proof. Originally, this matter would have been over, but who knew that after Zheng Gang ran away, the Public Security Bureau would target Yan Yan again, still with Zheng Gang in mind. I have already sent Yan Yan to a safe place to lay low for a while."
Shang Rong was afraid that Zi Hui would worry, so he did not mention his entanglement with Zheng Gang, and he did not want her to know that he might also be involved in the arrest of Zhang Yan.
Zi Hui worriedly said, "Won't Yan Yan become a fugitive if she runs away? What will we do then?"
"Didn't I tell you? Their target is Zheng Gang, and arresting Yan Yan is just a means to an end. I'll handle this matter with Yan Yan sooner or later. If the police come, just say we don't know where she went, and we're looking for her too."
Zi Hui asked, "Will the police come looking for me too?"
"If you're scared, go back over there,"
Shang Rong said, looking at Zi Hui.
"What are you saying? I want to be with you. You must be very sad about what happened to Yan Yan,"
Zi Hui said, rubbing her cheek against the man.
Shang Rong kissed the woman's cheek and said, "Then comfort me."
The two of them hid in the bedroom, comforting each other until dinner time before coming out.
Without Zhang Yan, the house seemed much quieter. Usually, after dinner, the three of them would always flirt and tease each other. Even when Shang Rong wasn't home, the two women would still joke around. At this moment, Shang Rong sat in the living room reading a book, while Zi Hui nestled against the man, lost in thought. The house was very quiet.
Seeing the woman's melancholy expression, Shang Rong put down his book and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Once this matter settles down, let's leave here and develop our business in Beijing. What do you think?"
Zi Hui asked in surprise, "What about the company? Will we move everything there? We can't move the hotel and entertainment complex."
Shang Rong smiled and said, "What's there to worry about? What's meant to be yours, no one can take away. I've thought it all out. I'll have Fatty take over your position. Although Fatty isn't very capable, he's reliable. He won't cause any trouble. Also, let Gao Yan become the company's deputy general manager, in charge of the hotel business. Yang Jun will still manage his entertainment complex. Zhang Ming will come with us."
Zi Hui said, "You're worried about leaving Yang Jun to manage the entertainment complex alone after Zhang Ming leaves?"
Shang Rong seemed to have read the woman's mind and smiled, "The entertainment complex is a branch of the company. With Fatty and Gao Yan keeping an eye on it, Liang won't be able to do anything shady. Besides, isn't he quite well-behaved now?" "?"
Zi Hui said with disgust, "Well-behaved? I heard he's slept with all those girls at the entertainment center, and you still call him well-behaved?"
Shang Rong kissed the woman's cheek and said, "This isn't your business as the general manager. What's wrong? Why are you making excuses? Are you reluctant to leave the company or do you just not want to come with me?"
Zi Hui bit the man's ear and said, "What do I worry about regarding the company? I'm worried about you. If Yan Yan and I aren't by your side, I don't know how crazy you'll be. You probably wish I would stay here."
Shang Rong slapped her butt and scolded, "You little ingrate."
Zi Hui thought for a moment and said mysteriously, "There's another important person you haven't forgotten, have you?"
Shang Rong knew who she was talking about and pretended to be confused, saying, "I ca
n't think of any other important person." Zi Hui said, "You're planning to give up the cultural business that the company has invested in?"
"You mean the modeling agency? Of course, the modeling agency has a brighter future in Beijing. I'll have Gao Yan ask Qi Xiaoya what she thinks."
Shang Rong said casually.
Zi Hui, not wanting to dwell on the matter any longer, changed the subject: "I'm taking Qiao Fei to Beijing. Her sister is also planning to bring her mother to Beijing, otherwise they'll be living apart again."
Shang Rong casually replied, "Of course, I've already promised her to Zhang Ming."
Hearing this, Zi Hui stood up in surprise, saying, "You're not joking, are you?"
Shang Rong then realized he hadn't discussed this with her, but the words were already out. "
A man's word is his bond. What a joke!"
Zi Hui finally managed to say after a long pause. "
You...you're just setting us up!"
Shang Rong hadn't expected such a strong reaction from the woman and couldn't understand why. He thought it was a perfectly reasonable thing to do; he only needed to mention it to Zi Hui. It seemed he had been wishful thinking. Just as he was about to ask about the situation, the doorbell rang. Shang Rong thought, "Finally."
Qi Shundong had brought eight men to arrest Zhang Yan. As the deputy director, he didn't need to come personally, but for some inexplicable psychological reason, he still led the team himself.
When Yang Sao opened the door and saw so many police officers enter, she stood behind the door, too frightened to utter a sound.
A policewoman, holding a piece of paper almost to Shang Rong's face, announced sternly, "We suspect that suspect Zhang Yan is in your house. We are now conducting a search. This is the search warrant."
Shang Rong didn't look at the paper, but instead stared at the policewoman's face, a strange smile creeping onto his face. Wasn't this the policewoman he'd met in Zhang Aijun's office that day? Her presence here couldn't be a coincidence; she must have some connection to Zhang Aijun.
Seeing the man's inexplicable smile, the policewoman glared at him fiercely, as if to say: "I knew you weren't a good person."
While the other police officers went upstairs to search, Qi Shundong sat down in a chair as if he were in his own office, slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, took a leisurely puff, and looked at Zi Hui, saying, "You must be Shang Rong's ex-wife."
Shang Rong thought to himself, "Zi Hui is timid; I hope she's not scared by this bastard." Just as he was worrying, Zi Hui replied, seemingly ignoring his question, "I hate it when outsiders smoke in my house. You can smoke in the bathroom."
Shang Rong turned his head away, barely managing to suppress a laugh. "She's really my woman!"
Qi Shundong seemed not to hear Zi Hui's words, continuing to smoke leisurely, remaining silent for a moment. At this moment, the police officers from upstairs came down, shaking their heads at him. Qi Shundong was puzzled. What he thought would be a sure thing had turned out to be a fluke. Could Shang Rong be some kind of fortune teller? Or was the woman simply out and not back yet? No, it's so late, and her lover is home; she couldn't possibly still be out. Qi Shundong vaguely felt that something had gone wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It seemed he had been negligent; he should have monitored her that morning.
"You're not going to say you don't know where Zhang Yan went, are you?"
Qi Shundong asked, squinting at Shang Rong.
Shang Rong feigned confusion, saying, "If you hadn't come, we'd still be waiting for her to come back. What happened to Zhang Yan?"
Seeing Shang Rong's feigned expression, Qi Shundong suppressed his anger and said, "She's suspected of harboring Zheng Gang's ill-gotten gains. I hope you'll cooperate with us to find her; hiding is pointless."
Shang Rong retorted angrily, "Have you forgotten your promise?"
Qi Shundong also feigned ignorance, saying, "Promise? How could a police officer like me make promises to just anyone?"
Shang Rong's eyes burned with rage, almost unable to control himself and wanting to rush forward and fight. Zi Hui seemed to sense the man's anger and quickly grabbed one of his arms. Shang Rong then regained his composure, thinking to himself, "I almost fell for this bastard's trick. If I had acted impulsively today, he would have taken me away." So he changed his tone and said, "Zhang Yan was still at home when I left this morning, and I haven't seen her since I came back this afternoon. I was so worried, I didn't expect this to happen. You have to find her. She's a woman who's not thinking straight; she's capable of suicide."
He finished speaking with an extremely anxious air. The policewoman looked at the man and a slight smile crept onto her lips.
Qi Shundong watched Shang Rong's act, suppressing his anger, and asked the nanny, Yang Sao, "You know Zhang Yan, right?"
Yang Sao looked at Shang Rong timidly and said, "You mean the second young lady? Yes, I know her."
Qi Shundong was stunned, then cursed inwardly: What nonsense about the second young lady, she's probably a mistress. "
Where did she go? When did she leave home?"
Yang Sao glanced at the male homeowner again, her voice filled with grievance. "Officer, I'm just the housekeeper here. The master usually doesn't tell me when he goes out. I saw her this morning, and then I don't know where she went."
Seeing he couldn't get any information, Qi Shundong looked at Zi Hui. He wanted to speak, but then thought it would be pointless. Shang Rong's woman was worldly-wise; he shouldn't make things difficult for himself . He'd better keep watch for the night. As long as she hadn't gone far, he'd catch her sooner or later. "
When Zhang Yan comes back, I hope she'll voluntarily turn herself in and explain herself. Don't have any illusions. Does she want to hide forever?"
He stood up, glanced at Shang Rong, and said meaningfully, "If you don't want people to know, don't do it in the first place."
Shang Rong smiled but remained silent.

Chapter 62 A False Dragon and a Fake Phoenix
With Zhang Yan away to avoid trouble, Zi Hui was busy with business at the company every day. Shang Rong stayed home alone, watching Yang Sao busy herself, feeling very bored. Unable to bear the loneliness, she spent all her time in the entertainment center.
It wasn't until he received a call from Xiaoyu in Beijing that morning that he finally relaxed. Xiaoyu simply told him that she was handling the business in Beijing and that he shouldn't worry. With
Zhang Yan's matter temporarily resolved, Shang Rong's thoughts returned to Zheng Gang. Thinking about how many days had passed and there was still no news from him, he grew anxious. Suddenly, he remembered Zi Hui's nude photos and asked Zhang Ming, who had just entered the room, about them. "
How did you guys handle that Zhao Qidong thing?"
Zhang Ming laughed. "I didn't go that night. She Tianlang and the others searched that guy's room thoroughly but didn't find any photos. Later, that guy said they were on the computer, so a few of them retrieved the hard drive and locked it in my safe. When they left, Pangolin slapped that guy, knocking out a few teeth, and then threw down 50,000 yuan."
Shang Rong laughed, "That bastard got off easy. If he dares to talk nonsense again, he'll have guts. Give me the hard drive."
Zhang Ming said, "Didn't you also want to know about his wife?"
Shang Rong couldn't remember if he had asked them to investigate Zhao Qidong's wife. He casually said, "Tell me."
Zhang Ming actually took out a notebook from the drawer and began to report seriously. "
Zhou Xiaolian is 27 years old this year. She and Zhao Qidong divorced not long after Zhao Qidong was fired from the bank. They have a three-year-old daughter who is being raised by her parents. Zhou Xiaolian herself is a teacher at No. 16 Middle School. She's a fairly honest person and currently lives alone in her old house. She hasn't found a boyfriend yet."
"Do you even know whether she has a boyfriend or not?"
Shang Rong interrupted Zhang Ming, saying, "I don't believe she's an honest woman. Her husband just got into trouble and she's already rushing to divorce him. That's a bit like your boss, Mr. Lin."
Zhang Ming smiled but didn't respond when his boss mentioned Zi Hui.
"What does she look like?"
Shang Rong asked seemingly casually.
Zhang Ming then took out another photo from the drawer and said, "Please judge for yourself, boss."
Shang Rong looked at the photo for a long time and only said two words: "Holy crap!"
Zhang Ming cautiously added, "Actually, Mr. Lin also knows Zhou Xiaolian."
"What did you say?"
Shang Rong was so surprised she almost jumped up. "
When did they meet? Did she know Zhou Xiaolian was Zhao Qidong's wife?"
Zhang Ming quickly explained, "It was purely an accident. President Lin didn't know about the relationship between Zhao Qidong and Zhou Xiaolian. Zhou Xiaolian was President Lin's god-sister's homeroom teacher, and they only met later."
"God-sister?"
Shang Rong took a while to recall the sickly little girl.
When Zi Hui comforted the woman who had been raped by Zheng Gang's mentally challenged father, she promised to pay all of the woman's youngest daughter Li Xiaolin's tuition fees and, on a whim, adopted her as her god-sister. Later, Zi Hui told Shang Rong about it, but Shang Rong didn't take it to heart. Zi Hui even brought her home for a few meals, and Shang Rong's impression of her was that of a sickly, mute woman. But Zi Hui cared a lot about this god-sister, visiting her at school whenever she had time, just like her own sister. Now, after hearing Zhang Ming's introduction, Shang Rong couldn't help but sigh: It seems like people destined to meet all come together.
At noon, Shang Rong called Zi Hui to invite her to lunch, but Zi Hui said she had a client meeting and told him to enjoy his lunch at his own pace. Bored, Shang Rong initially planned to find a place to relax at the entertainment center, but then he remembered the hard drive containing evidence of Zi Hui's crimes and decided to visit her old house nearby and take a nap. He didn't drive, but strolled slowly along the tree-lined path. The weather was already warm. Several girls were already wearing skirts, some even without stockings, their bare, fair legs swaggering through the streets. Women are definitely more resistant to the cold than men; he was still wearing a sweater. Suddenly, he thought, why stay cooped up in the city on such a beautiful day? Perhaps he could invite Zi Hui and the others for a spring outing sometime.
Just as he reached Zi Hui's building, Shang Rong saw a familiar Mercedes-Benz. Looking at the license plate, he realized it was Zi Hui's car. Didn't this woman say she had a client meeting? Why was she back at her own home? Shang Rong couldn't help but gasp. Oh no! A sense of foreboding instantly gripped his mind. Why are you hiding at home in the middle of the day? Could it be...?
Shang Rong dared not think further and rushed up to the fourth floor. His heart pounded, and he was panting heavily. He took a deep breath, pressed his ear to the door, and listened for a while, but there was no sound. Shang Rong gritted his teeth, carefully unlocked the door with his key, and tiptoed inside, gently closing the door behind him. Looking down, he saw a woman's shoes on the floor. Strange! Where were the man's shoes? Just then, he heard a slight movement from the bedroom, like a woman's moan, followed by a whisper. Shang Rong couldn't make it out, so he tiptoed towards the bedroom. But he was almost certain what was happening inside. Good heavens! Adulterers. He'd caught them red-handed. He couldn't help but recall the words he'd said to Zi Hui when they rekindled their past romance: "If you dare betray me again, I'll kill you."
Just as he approached the bedroom door, he heard moaning again. Wait a minute! It wasn't Zi Hui's voice. Had she lent her key to someone else? But her car was clearly parked downstairs. Just then, a girl's voice rang out, "Sister...it hurts so much, don't go any further..."
Shang Rong was completely baffled. That voice was clearly Qiao Fei's, so how could it be...?
"Good sister...relax...it'll feel better if you go in a little further?"
That voice was Zi Hui's. Immediately afterward, he heard a series of soft moans from Qiao Fei. By
this point, even with Shang Rong's limited knowledge, he understood what was happening in the bedroom. His heart, which had been in his throat, returned to its normal position, replaced by a thrill he had never experienced before. Zi Hui and little Qiao Fei were doing *that*. Homosexuality! He had only ever seen it in books and newspapers before, but today he was witnessing it firsthand, and the performers were his own women. Damn it, my woman is so talented! I feel so ashamed of myself!
"Fei'er...are you comfortable now...I didn't lie to you, did I..."
"Good sister...don't...tear that place..."
A soft laugh. "
Little darling, do you want to save that for your future husband...?"
"No... I never want a husband... I only want my sister to love me... Sister... I think... I can't take it anymore..."
"My little darling... Sister loves you so much... Let sister suck your little breasts..."
The girl seemed unable to endure the torment any longer, groaning loudly, and crying out in a coquettish voice, "Sister doesn't love me... You love Big Brother..."
Shang Rong pricked up his ears and slowly approached the bedroom door, afraid of disturbing the two intoxicated people, his manhood almost bursting through his pants.
"Good sister, sister doesn't love him... How can he compare to my Fei'er... Good Fei'er, you should do it to sister too... Last time you made sister feel so good... Just like last time..."
The girl said coquettishly, "No! I'm almost there... Press me down... Press me down..."
Shang Rong seemed to have traveled a long way, finally reaching the bedroom door, which was ajar. He slowly stuck his head out and almost had a nosebleed. Two naked bodies, one large and one small, were visible. Zi Hui was half-pressed on the girl's fair and delicate body, one hand roaming between her tender legs, her head resting on the girl's chest. Her long hair obscured the girl's breasts, only her two slender legs could be seen wriggling restlessly. One of Zi Hui's beautiful, snowy buttocks was raised high, facing the bedroom door, and Shang Rong could clearly see the wet pool between the woman's plump legs.
Shang Rong wished he were a eunuch or impotent at that moment. He couldn't help but cover his groin with one hand, wanting to rush in immediately and insert his hardness into the woman's cotton-like tenderness. But his last shred of reason told him that Zi Hui wouldn't be affected, but the girl was still a virgin. If he rushed in like that, she would be so ashamed that she would commit suicide. He couldn't bear to do it. But he also dared not look at this erotic scene any longer. He covered his groin with one hand, bent over, and sneaked out of the door like a thief.
Stepping onto the street, the bright sun blinded him. A fire still burned within him; the bulge in his pants was too conspicuous, and he dared not stand upright. If only Yan Yan were home. Good heavens, where could he find a woman? Gao Yan? He couldn't bring himself to do it in broad daylight! That wretched woman, Zi Hui, actually had such a fetish! He never imagined it. Was it because he couldn't satisfy her that she acted this way? But every time he was with her, she looked like she was in ecstasy. No wonder she panicked when she heard Qiao Fei was to be given to Zhang Ming. It's understandable; in a sense, Qiao Fei was like her wife. Of course she'd be anxious if he took her wife away. Zhang Ming! You're really unlucky. I've done everything I could for you; I can't possibly fight my wife for your sake!
Shang Rong simply plopped down on the steps of the tree-lined path, lit a cigarette to try and suppress the lustful fire in his heart, but the snow-white body on the bed seemed brighter and more dazzling than the April sun. He squinted as he recalled the scene, unable to suppress a laugh. He felt he was a bit perverted; seeing his woman doing this kind of thing, he not only didn't find it disgusting, but even quite amusing. If Xiao Qiaofei in the bedroom had been replaced by a man, would he still be so relaxed right now?
A phone ring startled him. He looked at the number and was overjoyed; he was just about to fall asleep when someone brought him a pillow. It was Gao Yan calling. But after hanging up, his heart sank. "Come to your place for dinner tonight? A distant water can't quench immediate thirst! I'm like a hungry wolf right now."

Chapter 63 Drinking and Heart-to-Heart Talk
Zhang Aijun was practicing calligraphy in his study when he heard the doorbell ring, and felt a surge of irritation. It seemed impossible to have a peaceful Sunday; he didn't know if it was for work or personal matters.
Just as he was speculating, he heard his wife talking to the visitor outside. It was Qi Shundong, coming all the way to their home to do his job. Since that was the case, he might as well give him a piece of his mind today, whether he listened or not was up to him.
When Zhang Aijun entered the living room, Qi Shundong stood up from the sofa and said, "Director Zhang, I was bored being alone at home, so I came here to ask for a drink. You won't be stingy, will you?"
Zhang Aijun laughed and said, "I was wondering why it was so quiet this Sunday. I felt a little uneasy. Turns out I was waiting for you."
He then turned to the door and said, "Honey! Make a couple of dishes. Shundong and I will have a couple of drinks." After
exchanging a few pleasantries, the woman placed four cold dishes on the coffee table. Zhang Aijun took out a bottle of liquor from the cabinet and said, "This is genuine 58-proof Wuliangye. I wouldn't even drink it myself,
but I'll let you have it today." Qi Shundong laughed, "Director Zhang, have you forgotten that last time I treated you to Moutai?"
"Moutai is just for the name, the liquor itself is so-so. This authentic Wuliangye is what drinkers truly love!"
Zhang Aijun said, filling both their glasses.
After three glasses, Zhang Aijun thought, "You should start now, shouldn't you?" His real intention wasn't the liquor.
Sure enough, after lighting a cigarette, Qi Shundong slowly said, "Director Zhang, I have a feeling that your attitude towards the Zheng Gang embezzlement case is different from before. I think Director Zhang must have some hidden reasons. I came here today to have a heart-to-heart talk with you, to discuss things openly and honestly, so I can better plan my next steps."
Zhang Aijun thought, "There must be some hidden reasons, but whether I should have a heart-to-heart talk with you depends on your attitude." "Recovering the stolen money and arresting Zheng Gang will never change my stance. The key issue is that I don't understand why you're so fixated on Shang Rong. After all, we've already expended a lot of manpower and resources on your whim. I feel like you're putting even more effort into Shang Rong than Zheng Gang right now. Isn't that a bit abnormal?"
Zhang Aijun, the general in charge, remained silent for a long time. Indeed, they hadn't yet obtained evidence of Shang Rong embezzling Zheng Gang's ill-gotten gains, yet his premonition was incredibly strong. Shang Rong's unusual relationship with Sun Xiaoyu, his mysterious whereabouts, and his desperate attempts to get close to his daughter—his purpose and motives were all obvious. However, his premonition and reasoning alone weren't enough to convince Zhang Aijun. Initially, Zhang Aijun had only voted in favor of his suspicions out of desperation. What was puzzling was his current indifference towards investigating Shang Rong; if his feeling was correct, he was practically hostile, a complete 180-degree turn from his initial attitude. What was the hidden reason behind this? Was it simply due to insufficient evidence, or had he been bribed by Shang Rong? Impossible. “Director Zhang, to be honest, I’m also very troubled by not being able to find any evidence against Shang Rong. However, Xiao Yu’s sudden resignation, Shang Rong’s unprovoked approach to my daughter, and the fact that he was the only person who had contact with Zheng Gang before he ran away—aren’t these enough to arouse our suspicion?”
Zhang Aijun listened to Qi Shundong’s words with narrowed eyes, thinking that these seemingly plausible reasons could also be explained in other ways. “Xiaoyu is too young and inexperienced. We both bear responsibility for this. As for her relationship with Shang Rong, if Shang Rong is innocent, then there's nothing to blame. It's normal for young people. As for Xiaoyu's resignation, it's just a choice she made for herself. I don't know much about Shang Rong's contact with your daughter. Was there any chance involved? I heard your daughter is quite a beauty. Of course, I don't think much of Shang Rong's character. I heard he has a messy private life. I even advised Xiaoyu. After all, she's the daughter of an old comrade-in-arms, so I have to take some responsibility. The only thing we can discuss openly is Shang Rong's conversation with Zheng Gang, which is why I agreed to let you investigate him. But so much time has passed without any progress. Could there be a problem with the direction of the investigation? The one who tied the knot must untie it. As long as we catch Zheng Gang, everything will be solved. Why don't you focus your main efforts on catching Zheng Gang? A super criminal is at large. Is there any greater pressure in our current work?” Qi
Shundong couldn't agree with Zhang Aijun's opinion, but he couldn't openly oppose it either. He knew the bureau chief hadn't revealed the real truth; he was just giving high-sounding reasons. Everyone knew Zheng Gang and Shang Rong were in cahoots. Zheng Gang was in the shadows, Shang Rong in the open; naturally, starting with Shang Rong was the shortcut. If Shang Rong were released, Zheng Gang would thrive with his help, making the arrest even more difficult. If Shang Rong used the opportunity to kill Zheng Gang, wouldn't it become a cold case? Zhang Aijun understood these things perfectly well; he was just pretending. But why was he protecting Shang Rong? Was it just for Xiao Yu? It seemed Old Zhang wouldn't tell the truth without taking the initiative. "Bureau Chief Zhang, did Shang Rong contact you?"
Qi Shundong asked cautiously.
Zhang Aijun hesitated. This man was known for his persistence; it seemed he wouldn't give up until he revealed his true intentions. Fine, let's see how confident he really was in Shang Rong's case. "He did come to see me, but I didn't see him. He just left his identity."
"What identity?"
Qi Shundong asked urgently.
“He’s the kind of person with a number on the computer, I think you understand what I mean,”
Zhang Aijun said mysteriously.
Qi Shundong, of course, knew what the bureau chief meant by the computer number. He was initially secretly surprised, but then, upon reflection, he couldn’t help but sneer. This was another of Shang Rong’s true colors. What puzzled him, however, was the mystery with which Zhang Aijun spoke, like a naive child. A few years ago, such a status might have fooled him, Qi Shundong, but now it could only intimidate ordinary people. Would a bureau chief like Zhang Aijun be fooled by such a worthless identity? Who would believe it? It was just an excuse. It seemed Shang Rong had put a lot of effort into getting the bureau chief involved! And the results were quite good. Qi Shundong downed a glass of wine and laughed, "Director Zhang, we're people of status, aren't we? And the real deal. The kind of status you're talking about—I didn't know much about it before, but now… well, there are plenty of fakes. I can say with certainty that Shang Rong's status was bought for a huge sum of money, which just goes to show he has a guilty conscience. Someone in the Military Commission said that business and intelligence are booming, and that's why so many businessmen have joined the intelligence system. To put it bluntly, they're paying for a status as a shield, so they can do illegal business with impunity. Who is Shang Rong anyway? It's laughable. Buying such a status costs at least several million, and often…" "Tens of millions? What kind of business does Shang Rong run? Can he afford that price? Even if we assume, hypothetically, that Shang Rong truly used his special status to intercept Zheng Gang's ill-gotten gains and donated them all to China's intelligence work, as long as there's proof, I, Qi Shundong, will personally apologize to him. The fact is, he's definitely not that kind of person. In recent years, which major smuggler didn't have a military background? They were all brought to justice, weren't they? I don't believe Shang Rong is an exception. If our organization is too small to handle him, we can always ask for support from higher-ups."
Zhang Aijun sighed deeply, whether out of disappointment with Qi Shundong's attitude or for some other reason, it was unclear. "Brother! Perhaps you're right, but the situation isn't as simple as you think. I'm almost retired; I understand things perfectly well. I sincerely hope you get a good outcome."
Qi Shundong, seeing the bureau chief's helpless expression, knew he couldn't count on him. As for whether he and Shang Rong had made some kind of deal, it was too early to draw conclusions, but his superior might become an obstacle to investigating Shang Rong's case. Otherwise, why would Shang Rong have used a brick he'd just given him to backfire? It seemed this drinking session would have to end for now. Whether they could drink together like this again was uncertain, and certainly not with such good Wuliangye.
Zheng Gang scrutinized his appearance in the mirror for a long time. He had completely erased the traces of his time in the detention center. Hair had grown on his once bald head, meticulously trimmed into a trendy buzz cut by Ai Hua, making him look even more energetic than before. "I didn't expect this woman to have such skills; I'll keep this hairstyle from now on."
"How was it? Not bad, right?"
Aihua stood behind Zheng Gang, holding a small mirror and showing him the back of his head.
"Not bad, not bad, you must have studied before,"
Zheng Gang praised.
"I did it for a year. If I had money, I'd like to go back to my hometown and open a beauty salon,"
Aihua said proudly.
"That's easy, I guarantee I'll make your dream come true,"
Zheng Gang boasted.
Aihua snorted and said, "You make it sound so easy. I haven't seen a single penny from you yet. If this keeps up, we'll go hungry."
Zheng Gang pulled the woman into his arms and said, "Do you doubt me? I always keep my word. Did you buy the SIM card?"
"I bought several. It's too wasteful to change it every time I make a call."
"What do you know? We'll make the calls tonight, and if everything goes smoothly, we'll leave this place tomorrow."
"Are you so sure they'll give you money?"
Aihua said doubtfully.
Zheng Gang said, word by word, "He wouldn't dare refuse! You think I'm begging him? That money was originally mine; I just asked him to keep it for me. I didn't expect that bastard to try and take it all. As long as I'm alive, he can forget about it."
Ai Hua recalled the men she had seen at home that day and said with lingering fear, "Those people are no good. If they had caught me that day, I might not be alive today. Otherwise, how would Jin Sheng have disappeared?"
After saying this, she nestled in the man's arms, trembling slightly.
Zheng Gang patted the woman's back and said, "Don't be afraid. They can't even catch a glimpse of us. We'll wear them down slowly. Once we get out of here, everything will be fine."
As Zheng Gang spoke, he speculated about Shang Rong's current state of mind. One thing was clear: Jin Sheng was most likely already dead. How could he imagine that his old classmate still had the guts to kill? It was all because of money! Money can drive people crazy, and his old classmate was no exception. Jin Sheng was just the first victim of this money; who knew how many more would follow? Thinking of Jin Sheng, recalling the tall figure that appeared in the lamplight that night, and the warmth he felt in his desperate situation, Zheng Gang felt a pang of guilt.

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