Chapter 602

Qian Youyu was acting, and I was the supporting actor. I discovered that we both had a talent for acting, so Guo Wei didn't notice at all; instead, he followed the plot designed by Qian Youyu and became immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

I didn't take the bank card Qian Youyu gave me to heart at all. There is no way there could be ten million in this card. And what I gave him was the ten million my aunt used to build the villa. I don't want a cent of his money, especially at this stage.

After Guo Wei confirmed that I had taken the money just like him, he no longer opposed the bank card Qian Youyu stuffed into his pocket.

Just as Guo Wei himself said, he had gotten on a pirate ship. But this ship wasn't mine; it was Qian Youyu's.

After coming out of the Linyin Restaurant, Qian Youyu got into Guo Wei's car. Now they were considered an alliance, just as Guo Wei was convinced that I was one of them. After Qian Youyu got into the car, he waved at me and said, "Chen Feng, are we all bosses now?"

I nodded slightly and got into my own car without saying goodbye to Qian Youyu.

As I was nearing the Petition Bureau, I suddenly thought of Su Juan and Su Mei, and I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

I had watched them follow me back to Hengyue City with my own eyes, but they hadn't contacted me, as if they had evaporated into thin air the moment they arrived in Hengyue City.

Without them, I had no evidence. My USB drive and discs were all with them.

I was worrying when my phone rang.

Chen Meng asked me to go to the newspaper office, saying she had something important to tell me.

I readily agreed; anyway, there was nothing to do back at the office. Ever since the incident where Su Ya knelt and cried out for justice, the Petition Bureau had adopted a new measure. All visitors must register at the guard station, and only after the Comprehensive Section verifies their qualifications can they be let into the lobby.

The verification by the Comprehensive Section follows a few principles: they must confirm the real identity of the petitioner, determine if there are any violent tendencies, and confirm if there are any instructions from superiors, etc.

At the same time, for safety, the security measures at the entrance have been strengthened. The previously hired security guards were dismissed, and people from a security company were hired, with double-post guards.

I turned around at the entrance of the Petition Bureau and drove straight to the newspaper office.

It was the eighteenth floor again, but this time the office was packed with people. There were people sitting or standing in every cubicle, some discussing loudly, some whispering and laughing, some burying their heads in typing. In short, it was noisy, like a chaotic vegetable market; one couldn't tell at all that this was a place for newspaper editors.

Chen Meng is the Chief Reporter and has her own separate office.

I was familiar with the path, walked through the noisy lobby without looking sideways, and pushed open Chen Meng's door.

She saw me come in, a smile appeared on her face, and she signaled for me to close the door.

I hesitated for a moment, but still closed the door behind me. A man and a woman alone in a room usually lead to associations. But because it was daytime, closing the door was still justifiable; if it were night, in front of so many people, I definitely wouldn't have closed the door.

Chen Meng walked out from behind her desk, smiled slightly, and said, "Chen Feng, went to Macau to have a good time?"

I was greatly surprised. Not many people knew I went to Macau. Even Xu Meili, who is in the same bureau as me and is a member of my joint investigation team, didn't know I went to Macau. Where did Chen Meng get the news?

Chen Meng saw my astonishment, rolled her eyes at me, and said, "Forgot what I do for a living?"

I came to my senses and said, "You're a reporter, sure, but you shouldn't be so well-informed about everything, right?"

Chen Meng didn't argue with me. She stretched out a hand, spread her palm upward, and asked me, "Hand it over."

I asked confusedly, "Hand over what?"

"You went to Macau, didn't you bring me any gifts?"

"I didn't even bring any for Weiwei." I defended myself, "No time!"

Her lips pouted, her face became unhappy, and she said impatiently, "Don't always compare me to that girl. If you didn't bring her any, can't you bring me any?"

I laughed, "It's not appropriate. Weiwei is my wife, what are you to me?"

Chen Meng was stumped by this question. She hesitated for a long time without saying a word, her pretty face turning red with anger.

I was smug and laughed, "Chief Reporter Chen, you didn't call me over just for a little gift, did you?"

She rolled her eyes at me and said, "You think there's anything else?"

I was between laughter and tears, handed her a cigarette, and said, "You're really something! I admire you."

She sighed and said, "I thought you brought me a gift."

She didn't take my cigarette, walked back to her desk, sat down, and spread out her interview notebook. "If you have nothing else, you can go."

I laughed, "It's easy to invite a god but hard to send one away. Don't you understand this principle?"

She looked at me in surprise and said, "What else do you want?"

"You should at least treat me to a glass of water, right?"

"No cup."

"You don't drink water?"

"You can't drink from my cup."

"Why?"

"If I don't give it, I don't give it." She glared at me and said, "You didn't even prepare a gift for me, which shows that you don't have me in your heart at all. Why should I let someone who doesn't have me in his heart drink from my cup?"

My heart skipped a beat. The things she said didn't seem to be said casually. She has nothing to do with me, so why should I keep a place for her in my heart? A man giving a woman a gift casually is like a man deliberately inviting a woman to dinner; there must be a sordid psychology hidden behind it.

An old saying goes: "If someone shows courtesy for no reason, they are either a traitor or a thief!"

I didn't show courtesy, so I am neither a traitor nor a thief.

I had no choice but to get up, stub out the cigarette butt in the trash can, and prepare to leave.

Chen Meng didn't even look up. It wasn't until I reached the door that she called out to me, "Stop!"

I didn't know where I had annoyed her again, so I had to stop and ask, "Anything else?"

She walked over with a straight face, stared into my eyes for a long time, and then said hatefully, "If I let you go like this, the anger in my heart won't go away. I want to pinch you."

Before I could react, she had already pinched my arm and pinched it hard.

Her fingers were delicate and weak; she didn't even pinch me white, and she didn't hurt me at all. I have trained, and the muscles all over my body once made Xue Bing obsessed. Even now, as long as Huang Weiwei leans her head on my chest, she can fall asleep peacefully. As they both say, my physique is the dream of all women!

I smiled slightly and watched her clawing and pinching me.

Maybe my smile angered her; she suddenly lowered her head and bit my arm.

Even if I were made of iron, I couldn't withstand her desperate bite. I was in so much pain I almost cried out. But I didn't push her away. Although my reflexes almost made me punch her in the head, at the critical moment, I restrained myself and let her bite.

She let go of her mouth, looked triumphantly at the circle of tooth marks she had bitten, and asked me, "Are you still being arrogant?"

I snorted and said, "I have to be!"

She wanted to bite again. This time I was prepared and held her head so she couldn't bite down. I struggled, but didn't dare to make a sound, my hands holding my arm, looking for a place to bite.

I begged for mercy, "Mengmeng, you've already bitten me once, spare me."

She then laughed triumphantly, let go of my hand, and stared at the circle of tooth marks, asking, "Does it hurt?"

The place she bit had already faintly seeped blood, which was particularly eye-catching.

I touched the tooth marks and asked, "Are you asking if it hurts or not?"

"What do you think in your heart?"

"I didn't think."

"You heartless thing." She scolded me lightly, reached out to stroke my wound, and said, "Fool, pain is pain, no pain is no pain. It's already bleeding, how can it not hurt?"

I laughed sheepishly and said, "Without your permission, even if it hurts, I dare not feel the pain."

She looked up and swept a glance at me, saying faintly, "Chen Feng, you really know how to capture a woman's heart. It's a pity you belong to that girl. If you weren't hers, I wouldn't let you go."

I was speechless. Her words had made her attitude clear. Thinking of the time when I had a broken leg in the hospital and Chen Meng helped me urinate, I couldn't help but feel warm inside.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She quickly walked back to her desk, sat down, and said to the door, "Come in."

As soon as the door opened, a girl with a ponytail came in and asked her if she still wanted to go to the Municipal People's Congress to cover the meeting today.

She waved her hand and said, "You guys go, I still have an article to revise that needs to be published tomorrow."

The ponytail girl looked at me a few times and smiled politely. I returned the same smile and watched her open the door and go out.

The door was closed again. I rubbed my arm and said, "I'm leaving too."

She sighed and said, "Chen Feng, come here."

I hesitated for a moment, but still walked to her side.

"Give me a hug!" she said in a low voice, not daring to look at me.

I hesitated for a while, but still opened my arms and held her to my chest.

She was as quiet as a kitten, breathing peacefully.

"I'm so scared!" she suddenly trembled, her hands opening to wrap around my waist.

"Scared of what?" I asked, patting her back to comfort her. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Chen Feng, I feel more and more scared. I feel that what we are doing now has violated the interests and bottom lines of some people. I'm afraid I'll have an accident."

I was surprised by her feeling. Why was she suddenly afraid? Could it be that she had encountered something?

"I'm afraid we won't find the truth about Su Ya's case, and we'll lose our lives in the process."

"Don't worry!" I continued to comfort her powerlessly. In fact, after she said this, I also felt a little scared myself. I felt as if a huge, invisible net had covered us tightly. There was no sunlight or air in the net, and it was so oppressive that my nerves ached.

"Chen Feng, I feel that with our strength, we will never find the truth." She lay on my chest, her hair gently pressing against my chin, and a faint fragrance of hair rushed into my nose.

I lowered my head and smelled her hair, saying, "Mengmeng, don't worry. In this world, evil can never suppress justice."

She smiled slightly and said, "I believe you." She raised her head, showing her clear face to me, and said shyly, "Your embrace is so warm."

"Is it?" I asked, but my heart was like a rabbit that had been put inside, its four hooves landing and running everywhere.

"There are warmer places," I said, and without hesitation, I lowered my mouth and covered her small cherry lips.

She was startled and wanted to push me away, but I had already held her firmly.

She bit her lip tightly and looked at me in horror.

I smiled wickedly. To deal with a woman like her, one cannot be rough, but one must definitely not be too gentle.

She finally gave up resistance, closed her eyes slightly, and her face was as shy as peach blossoms after the rain, fragrant and compelling. She slowly opened her lips, and her fragrant tongue began to meet mine, wanting to refuse but welcoming.