Chapter 12: Carried Away by Wanqiu

"This..." Mu Liancheng did not know what to do and looked toward Huizi.

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

"Of course.

"He is the Confidentiality Section Chief, just transferred over from Shancheng.

"Oh, right, not just Section Chief Yu; in a couple of days, his wife from his hometown in Jibei is also coming to Jinhai.

"Why, does Miss Huizi want to get to know Section Chief Yu?

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

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

A loud drum needs no heavy hammer.

One asked, one answered.

Both were clever people; a hint was enough.

Mu Liancheng and Huizi exchanged a glance.

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

"Wanqiu, take good care of Secretary Hong."

Huizi bowed.

"Thanks."

Hong Zhiyou gave a cold smile and, arm-in-arm with the smiling Wanqiu, went to the bedroom upstairs.

Once he was gone, Mu Liancheng pointed upstairs and looked at Huizi, puzzled:

"Madam, what is the meaning of this?

"Yu Zecheng has been here several times. I had already hinted at introducing him to Wanqiu, and the conditions were all set. Tomorrow, I had an appointment with Wu Jingzhong at the distillery to introduce Wanqiu to Yu.

"Now another one has popped up, and you've even brought him into the house. Isn't this all in a mess?"

Huizi smiled faintly: "Didn't you hear him say Section Chief Yu already has a wife?

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

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

"Wu Jingzhong is supposed to come tomorrow."

Mu Liancheng looked distressed.

"You don't need to ask anything; just act like you don't know.

"If you need to play matchmaker, then do it. Even Wu Jingzhong isn't afraid, so what are you afraid of?" Huizi said.

"That guy is a ruthless one; I'm afraid..." Mu Liancheng raised his eyebrows.

After a pause, she sipped her tea:

"I saw Secretary Hong at the club today. This man is very capable and is definitely not a person who will stay in a small pond for long.

"It would be even better if he and Yu start fighting each other.

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

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

"With the Americans mediating in the middle, once our ship arrives, we will be able to leave without anyone knowing."

"What about Wanqiu? If her heart gets hooked by this man, it will be hard for her to get away when the time comes," Mu Liancheng said, full of worry.

"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?"

Huizi sneered.

"You..."

Mu Liancheng opened his mouth, but in the end, he only sighed dejectedly.

Upstairs.

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

"Aren't you going to serve me?

"I'm a wounded soldier, and you have to wash anyway. Let's do it together."

Hong Zhiyou said.

Wanqiu did not refuse.

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

"All done."

After a while, she said with a blushing face.

"My little auntie, did you forget something?

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

Hong Zhiyou chuckled.

"You..."

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

After the bath.

Hong Zhiyou smoked a refreshing cigarette in bed.

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

At this moment, she was like a lotus 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, feeling a bit at a loss.

"You..."

Almost at the same time, both spoke.

"Do you want this?" Wanqiu opened the drawer; it was a black pill.

"What is that?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

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

"Are you insulting me?"

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

Snap!

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, so why do you seem so experienced?"

In the darkness, Hong Zhiyou asked.

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

"Good auntie!" Hong Zhiyou expressed his approval.

"You just lie there."

Hmm, lying back and being carried to victory is the best.

The long night was endless.

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

The second half of the night was... a wolf's howl.

She really lived up to being a vocal music student.

Loved it!

Snap!

Hong Zhiyou struggled to turn on the desk lamp.

Wanqiu curled up in his arms like a little cat, having no strength left even to speak.

Hong Zhiyou took a look.

Red center!

Wanqiu really hadn't lied to him.

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

"Have you seen Section Chief Yu?" Hong Zhiyou lit an after-the-fact cigarette and exhaled with satisfaction.

"I have.

"We chatted a few times. He's quite talented, but he's too refined; it feels a bit boring," Wanqiu said weakly.

Hong Zhiyou did the math.

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

The two were just casual acquaintances.

Wanqiu was actually quite simple.

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

Phew, finally managed to get one step ahead.

"Qiu, for the next few days, I need to lay low to avoid the Zhang family's scrutiny.

"The Station Chief might try to play matchmaker between you and Director Yu.

"Just treat him like an older brother, chat with him, and talk to him, that's all."

Hong Zhiyou exhorted.

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

But then she thought of Zhang Shaobai's seven-day deadline.

She nodded sensibly: "I understand.

"If Director Yu is like the others, greedy for... what should I do?

"I can tell this man is highly valued; will he bring you trouble?"

"Don't worry, old Yu is not a lecher," Hong Zhiyou comforted her.

He was certain about that much.

Old Yu only had Zuo Lan in his heart; if Wanqiu didn't pester him, he would be lucky.

"Mm, you hurry and get some sleep, I'm going to take a shower," Wanqiu said.

"Aren't you tired?"

"I, I should at least brush my teeth."

Wanqiu lowered her head and walked quickly toward the bathroom.

Haha... Hong Zhiyou laughed out loud.

The next day.

Hong Zhiyou held Wanqiu as they slept until past eight o'clock.

Wanqiu had woken up earlier, staring at him like a little kitten, unable to get enough of him.

Hong Zhiyou kissed her.

The two finished washing up and went downstairs.

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

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

"Wanqiu, see Secretary Hong out," Huizi said.

Wanqiu walked out of the hall, arm-in-arm with Hong Zhiyou.

She walked very slowly, her expression showing occasional pain.

"Rest for a few days and you'll be fine," Hong Zhiyou whispered.

"Hateful, stay safe.

"You know, without you, I couldn't go on living," Wanqiu whispered.

"Nonsense.

"Last night with me, didn't you also say you were about to die?" Hong Zhiyou teased, flicking her delicate nose.

"You're so bad." Wanqiu's face turned red again.

Just as they reached the door, they saw a man wearing a pale pink shirt, tall and slender, with his hair combed back, walking toward them.

"Qiu..."

Seeing Wanqiu and Hong Zhiyou walking arm-in-arm intimately, the man froze.

Old Xie?

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