Chapter 173

Waking up early in the morning, Lin Dongfan found Su Yuhong lying beside him, his eyes bulging in shock.

He furtively lifted the blanket to take a look.

It was heartbreaking.

Sure enough, it was a spring when all things revived.

Before Lin Dongfan could recover his senses.

Su Yuhong rubbed her sleepy eyes and spoke in a dreamy murmur: "Last night you vomited all over me; the staff took my clothes to wash, and they won't be back until later."

"Oh."

Lin Dongfan gazed embarrassedly at the ceiling.

He struggled to recall what happened last night, the more he thought the more confused he became: "Was it you who slept with me, or me with you?" Hearing this, Su Yuhong instantly sobered up.

"I don't know, don't ask me."

Su Yuhong pulled the blanket over her head, but she couldn't still her pounding heart, thinking, "Did I do wrong? You keep calling me wife left and right—can I be blamed?"

I'm also a person with feelings, not an unchanging stone of ages.

Su Yuhong hid under the blanket and whispered: "If I really were to get breast cancer and not live many years, then I would have no regrets……"

"Don't talk nonsense first thing in the morning."

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"You have no regrets, but I do. I treated you as a friend, yet you tried to take advantage of me. Sigh! I never expected that I, Lin Dongfan, wise all my life, would also lose my virtue after drinking."

"Playing the rascal, huh? Then I won't repent—I'll repay grudges and return kindness!"

As her words fell, the warm blanket suddenly bulged.

Su Yuhong had something in her mouth.

She issued a muffled warning: "Speak, can we still be good friends?"

This terrifying tactic made Lin Dongfan shudder, feeling as if struck by a 100,000‑volt high‑voltage shock; he surrendered on the spot: "I can!"

Perhaps Su Yuhong was really hungry and wanted breakfast.

She had no intention of letting go.

Lin Dongfan closed his eyes and sighed inwardly: "Wife, sorry, I've been possessed by a scumbag; this isn't what I wanted to do." The next second he accepted the irreversible reality.

Vigorous and high-spirited, he crossed the Yalu River!

On the battlefield.

Lin Dongfan had never admitted cowardice.

When this vigorous war ended, each of their lives gained a beautiful memory, while also opening Pandora's box.

But at present, neither of them imagined that disaster was approaching.

The rumpled blanket.

It could not conceal the myriad charms of the faint fragrance and sparse shadows.

Su Yuhong lingered, leaning against Lin Dongfan: "May I ask you something?"

"Speak."

Lin Dongfan picked up the pack of cigarettes on the bedside table and lit one.

Su Yuhong, full of anticipation: "You transferred me to the province—could it be that you can't let me go?"

"Don't start flirting at the drop of a hat."

Lin Dongfan candidly said: "I want to carry the anti‑corruption fight to the end; I need to cultivate a few daring pig teammates, for this is not a solo battlefield."

"Fine, pig teammates then pig teammates."

Su Yuhong thought:

"Whether you act for private or public reasons, you will always be my male god. All the honors I possess today are yours. Whenever you need me, I will fight for you at any time."

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Suddenly someone knocked on the door outside.

The knocking was urgent, forceful—not like a polite staff member.

Su Yuhong instinctively pulled the blanket over herself and whispered to Lin Dongfan: "What's the situation?"

"I don't know; I'll go check."

The staff hadn't returned the clothes yet; Lin Dongfan got out of bed, put on the hotel's white bathrobe, and tossed a set to Su Yuhong: "Put it on."

"Hmm."

Su Yuhong's set of women's bathrobe was light pink.

After putting it on, she tidied the rumpled bedding a bit and opened the curtains, letting sunlight fill the room.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The knocking outside continued nonstop, growing more violent, turning from knocking to pounding.

When the door opened.

There stood two reporters outside.

The interviewing woman held a recorder labeled 'Key Interview' and asked outright: "Hello, are you Lin Dongfan of the Jianglan Province Anti‑Corruption Bureau?"

The cameraman was no less direct.

He pointed the camera at the room and fired off a series of clicks, the blinding light flashing nonstop; while Lin Dongfan raised his hand to block the glare, he rushed in and took a close‑up of Su Yuhong.

This opportunistic intrusion could be described as seizing every second.

As if afraid to miss this chance.

Su Yuhong flew into a rage: "Which unit are you from? Who let you barge in here shooting wildly? Get out!" Given her current standing, she obviously couldn't rein in a front‑line reporter from the 'Key Interview' team.

The cameraman kept shooting nonstop, with no intention of withdrawing.

The female reporter kept shoving the microphone in Lin Dongfan's face: "Why aren't you answering my question? Are you too scared? May I ask what your relationship is with that woman inside?"

This is clearly an attempt to cause trouble.

Lin Dongfan originally wanted to throw these two out, but after thinking it over, rather than making a scene in the hallway, it would be simpler to let them in and then shut the door and beat the dog.

Please, have a seat and we'll talk slowly.

Lin Dongfan politely gestured for them to come inside.

After the female reporter entered the room, Lin Dongfan locked the door from the inside. At that moment, Su Yuhong also realized Lin Dongfan's intention and cooperated by suppressing her temper.

Sit.

The round table was placed by the window, sunlight spilling onto the tabletop, and the dust motes in the light looked like tiny, weightless sprites, visible to the naked eye.

As soon as Lin Dongfan sat down, the female reporter also took a seat opposite him.

The male photographer stood to the side, filming.

The female reporter asked: "Could you please introduce yourselves first?"

No.

Lin Dongfan's response left the female reporter stunned.

Before the female reporter could continue pressing, Lin Dongfan's eyes turned sharp: "Just because it's a key interview, does that give Central Mother's program the right to barge into anyone's private space? You know you're breaking the law, right?"

Since you know we're from Central Mother's program, you should cooperate.

The Central Mother brand seemed to be the female reporter's talisman, giving her a sense of impunity.

She smiled lightly at Lin Dongfan and Su Yuhong: "As news media, we have the right to supervise and expose the lifestyles of officials; may I ask what you two are doing here?"

"Who sent you here?" Lin Dongfan said calmly as he lit a cigarette.

The female reporter, full of arrogance, said: "Never mind who sent us; answer my question—are you Lin Dongfan? Is she Su Yuhong? What are you two doing here?"

Lin Dongfan calmly replied: "I'll give you one more chance—say, who sent you here?"

You're threatening me.

The female reporter pointed at the male photographer beside her.

She then warned Lin Dongfan: "This is being recorded; every word you say is being captured. I advise you not to dodge the question—answer whatever I ask."

I forgot to tell you—I hate it when people threaten me.

Having said that, Lin Dongfan picked up his phone and sent a location to Xie Xiaofeng, the captain of his private security team.

He didn't say a word.

The female reporter thought Lin Dongfan was using connections to find someone at the door, and she smirked arrogantly: "Section Chief Lin, today it's useless no matter who you call."

Lin Dongfan raised his wrist to check the time:

"You're just trying to make a living, and I originally didn't want to make things difficult for you. But if you insist on acting all high and mighty, I don't mind helping you realize what true stupidity is."

"Who's the idiot?" the female reporter frowned slightly.

She replied dismissively:

"You can't threaten me; no matter whether you cooperate with my interview today, your story will air on the Key Interview program, and we will also report the issue to your province's Discipline Inspection Commission."

Upon hearing that, Lin Dongfan smiled without saying a word.

He felt this was fine; after getting rid of these two clueless fools, he could finally get to the bottom of things and see which clown was stirring up trouble behind the scenes.