Chapter 12

"This..." Mu Liancheng didn't know what to do and looked at Keiko.

"Mr. Hong, I'd like to ask you about someone. May I ask if you know Director Yu?" Keiko asked with a calm smile.

"Of course.

"He is the Director of the Confidential Section, just transferred from Shancheng.

"Oh, by the way, not just Director Yu, his wife from his hometown in Jibei will also be coming to Jinhai in a couple of days.

"Why, Miss Keiko, do you want to get to know Director Yu?

"I have a pretty good relationship with Old Yu, I can act as a go-between."

Hong Hong Zhiyou answered easily with his left hand in his pocket.

A loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer.

One asks, one answers.

Both are smart people; they stop at the right point.

Mu Liancheng and Keiko looked at each other.

"Secretary Hong is an honored guest; it is our good fortune to have you stay.

"Miss Wanqiu, take good care of Secretary Hong."

Keiko bowed.

"Thanks."

Hong Hong Zhiyou gave a cold smile and walked upstairs to the bedroom with Miss Wanqiu, who was smiling with her eyes.

After he left, Mu Liancheng pointed upstairs and looked at Keiko in confusion:

"Madam, what does this mean?

"Yu Zecheng has been here several times. I've hinted that I wanted to introduce him to Miss Wanqiu, and the conditions were already set. Tomorrow, I have an appointment with Wu Wu Jingzhong at the winery, and I was going to introduce Qiu to Yu then.

"Now another one has popped up, and he's even brought him home. Isn't this a mess?"

Keiko smiled faintly: "Didn't you hear him say Director Yu has a wife?

"Ever since Madam Jiang advocated the New Life Movement, officers have been strictly forbidden from taking concubines. Miss Wanqiu and Yu Zecheng won't be able to make it work."

"Then... then how do I explain this to Yu Zecheng?

"Wu Wu Jingzhong will be here tomorrow."

Mu Liancheng looked distressed.

"Don't ask anything, just act like you don't know.

"If you should play matchmaker, then play matchmaker. Wu Wu Jingzhong isn't afraid, what are you afraid of?" Keiko said.

"That guy is a ruthless person, I'm afraid..." Mu Liancheng raised his brow.

After a pause, she sipped her tea:

"I saw Secretary Hong at the club today. This person is very capable and is definitely not a creature of the pond.

"It would be even better if he and Yu started fighting.

"The more chaotic they are, the greater our chances.

"Military mediation is coming soon, and now their superiors intend to cooperate with us. Okamura Yasuji will come for secret talks soon.

"With the Americans coordinating in the middle, once our ship arrives, we can leave without anyone knowing."

"What about Miss Wanqiu? If her heart is hooked by a man, it will be difficult for her to get away," Mu Liancheng said worriedly.

"Her?

"You've already been good enough to her. With Secretary Hong taking care of her, do you still need to worry about the future Mrs. Jinhai Station?"

Keiko sneered.

"You..."

Mu Liancheng opened his mouth, but in the end, he just sighed gloomily.

Upstairs.

"There's a bathroom inside, here's a bathrobe, I've already turned on the hot water for you," Miss Wanqiu said softly.

"Aren't you going to serve me?

"I'm a wounded soldier, and you have to wash anyway. Together."

Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

Miss Wanqiu didn't refuse.

Because she was afraid of touching his wounds, she could only use a towel soaked in hot water to wipe Hong Hong Zhiyou's body.

"All done."

After a while, she said with a red face.

"My little aunt, did you forget something?

"Illness enters through the mouth; you must pay attention to hygiene."

Hong Hong Zhiyou chuckled dryly.

"You..."

Miss Wanqiu gave him a coquettish glare, but still obediently crouched down.

After the shower.

Hong Hong Zhiyou smoked a cigarette in bed to refresh himself.

A while later, Miss Wanqiu finished bathing and walked out wrapped in a bath towel.

At this moment, she was like a lotus flower rising from the water, her whole body glowing.

Especially her bright, affectionate eyes, like those of a doll, were extremely moving.

She sat on the edge of the bed, a bit at a loss.

"You..."

Almost at the same time, both spoke.

"Do you want this?" Miss Wanqiu opened the drawer, revealing a black pill.

"What is it?" Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"It's for you men. Keiko said my uncle uses it often, so I asked Butler Pang to get one for you," Miss Wanqiu said shyly.

"Are you insulting me?"

Hong Hong Zhiyou smiled, took it, and chewed it down.

Slap!

Miss Wanqiu turned off the light.

"Don't turn off the light, I want to look at you."

"No way."

"Damn, you said you didn't have a man, how come you seem so knowledgeable?"

In the darkness, Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"I've read magazines and American movies. Keiko said if a woman wants to hold onto a man's heart, she must learn these things," Miss Wanqiu said vaguely.

"Good aunt!" Hong Hong Zhiyou expressed his approval.

"You lie down."

Hmm, lying down and being carried to victory is the most refreshing.

The long night was endless.

At first, it was like fine pearls falling onto a jade plate, weeping softly.

In the second half of the night, it was... wolf howling.

Worthy of someone who studies bel canto.

Loved it!

Slap!

Hong Hong Zhiyou struggled to turn on the desk lamp.

Miss Wanqiu curled up in his arms like a kitten, not even having the strength to speak.

Hong Hong Zhiyou took a look.

Red in the middle!

Miss Wanqiu really didn't lie to him.

This also proved that women are born with a talent for some things.

"Have you seen Director Yu?" Hong Hong Zhiyou lit an after-sex cigarette and exhaled beautifully.

"I have.

"We've chatted a few times. He's quite talented, but too gentle; it feels like there's no meaning to it," Miss Wanqiu said weakly.

Hong Hong Zhiyou calculated.

Wu Wu Jingzhong hadn't met Mu Liancheng yet, which meant Old Yu hadn't talked to Miss Wanqiu yet.

The two were just casual acquaintances.

Miss Wanqiu was actually quite simple.

Under the shadow of a survival crisis, she lacked a sense of security in her heart and was easily prone to seeking help from anyone in a panic.

Sigh, finally took a step ahead.

"Qiu, for the next few days, I have to hide from the Zhang family's limelight.

"The Station Master might try to set you up with Director Yu.

"Just treat him like a brother, chat and talk, that's all."

Hong Hong Zhiyou instructed.

"Ah? I don't want to, I..." Miss Wanqiu was just about to act spoiled.

Thinking of Zhang Zhang Shaobai's seven-day deadline.

She nodded sensibly: "I know.

"If Director Yu covets... me like others, what should I do?

"I can tell this person is highly valued; will it cause you trouble?"

"Don't worry, Old Yu isn't a lecher," Hong Hong Zhiyou comforted her.

He was confident about this.

Old Yu only had Zuo Lan in his heart; if Miss Wanqiu didn't pester him, he'd be burning incense.

"Hmm, you hurry up and sleep, I'll go take a shower," Miss Wanqiu said.

"Aren't you tired?"

"I, I'll at least brush my teeth."

Miss Wanqiu lowered her head and walked quickly to the bathroom.

Haha... Hong Hong Zhiyou laughed out loud.

The next day.

Hong Hong Zhiyou hugged Miss Wanqiu and slept until past eight.

Miss Wanqiu had woken up early, staring at him like a kitten, never getting enough.

Hong Hong Zhiyou kissed her.

After washing up, the two came downstairs.

"Mr. Hong, breakfast is ready," Keiko said respectfully.

"No, I'm going back to the station," Hong Hong Zhiyou glanced at his expensive wristwatch... the one Mrs. Kang gave him.

"Miss Wanqiu, see Secretary Hong out," Keiko said.

Miss Wanqiu walked out of the hall holding Hong Hong Zhiyou's arm.

She walked very slowly, her expression occasionally showing pain.

"It'll be better after a few days of rest," Hong Hong Zhiyou whispered.

"Annoying, stay safe.

"You know, without you, I can't live," Miss Wanqiu whispered.

"Nonsense.

"Last night with me, didn't you also say you were dying?" Hong Hong Zhiyou teased, scratching her nose.

"You're so bad." Miss Wanqiu blushed again.

Just as they reached the entrance, they saw a man in a pale pink shirt, tall and slender, with a slicked-back hairstyle, walking towards them.

"Qiu..."

Seeing Miss Wanqiu and Hong Hong Zhiyou holding hands intimately, the man was stunned.

Old Old Xie?

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