Yufeng had been going in and out with Xiaoyun for two days. Every morning when Yufeng went to work, Xiaoyun would drive him to the company entrance, and in the evening, she'd wait to pick him up and take him home.
"You're making me feel like I'm the one being kept by you!" Yufeng said in a strange tone. No wonder he thought so. Xiaoyun's actions really made it seem that way!
Xiaoyun shrugged. "Don't think like that."
"It's not that I want to think this way. I'm worried about what others might think," Yufeng replied.
Xiaoyun glanced at Yufeng. "I think I might be the one being kept by you." No matter how you looked at it, she seemed more like the kept one.
"Me? Keep you?" Yufeng suddenly let out a scoff. "Stop joking. How could I keep you? I'd rather die than keep this tomboy!"
Xiaoyun also sneered. "Really? Funny. Even if all the men in the world died, I wouldn't take a fancy to you."
"I think so too. No one would dare to want you, this tomboy!" Yufeng said playfully.
"Then, is it because you're too childish that you've always been single?" Xiaoyun retorted.
Just like this, Xiaoyun and Yufeng bickered all the way back to the apartment. They both slammed their bedroom doors shut in perfect unison, as if this could completely block out the other.
After entering her room, Xiaoyun angrily threw her handbag onto the sofa. Seriously, couldn't that childish guy talk to her nicely? He always had to say something to annoy her! Come on, she was here to protect him on someone's request. Was this how he treated his savior?
"Ugh... Damn it. I'm so angry I don't even want to eat!" Xiaoyun lay on the sofa, angrily turning on the TV and casually munching on some pastries on the coffee table.
In Yufeng's apartment, he was also sitting on the sofa angrily. Humph, that tomboy always spoke as if she'd swallowed dynamite!
However, he just liked to make her angry. Even though this would also make himself angry, he still enjoyed provoking Xiaoyun. For some reason, he felt happy whenever he managed to anger her.
"Could it be that I've been single for too long..." Was he going crazy? If anyone was crazy, it should be Su Yuze. That guy was a total psychopath, raising his own sister as a child bride.
Compared to Su Yuze, he was already as normal as could be, right?
...
In the presidential suite of a five - star hotel, Dulong seemed to have just finished a passionate lovemaking session. He was lying lazily on the huge bed that could fit five people, smoking leisurely. The blond woman beside him, with her deep - set features, was clearly a foreigner. She lay softly beside Dulong. "Sir, where are you from?"
Dulong didn't answer. He just silently stared out of the window.
Seeing that he didn't respond, the woman started to gently push his arm coquettishly. "Say something!"
Dulong understood English, but he just didn't want to talk. The woman, seemingly emboldened by their recent encounter, became even more insistent. "Huh? Talk!"
Dulong took a deep puff of his cigarette and blew a thick cloud of smoke into the woman's face.
"Cough, cough..." The woman accidentally inhaled the second - hand smoke and started coughing violently. With tears glistening in her eyes, looking extremely pitiful, she said, "What are you doing..."
"First, I don't like people prying into my privacy. Second, sleeping with me means nothing. Third... You can leave," Dulong said. His eyes were as cold and emotionless as the winter night sky.
The woman seemed reluctant to believe it. After all, they had just been intimate. How could he turn so cold so quickly?
Seeing that she didn't move, Dulong looked at her again, his face expressionless. "Get out. My bodyguard at the door will give you a check. That's what you deserve."
... At least she wasn't leaving empty - handed. She was getting a check!
After the woman got dressed and left, Dulong finished his cigarette. He got out of bed naked and went into the bathroom to take a shower, washing off the after - effects of the lovemaking.
"Godfather," said two men in the room after Dulong finished his shower. One of them was a subordinate of You Feng, accompanied by a translator.
Dulong glanced at them. "What's up? Speak."
"Regarding the matter you asked us to deal with Mr. Yu, the two plans have failed. Now there are many bodyguards around Mr. Yu." Su Yuze had known about the first time Yufeng was followed, so he had assigned many people to protect Yufeng.
The translator dutifully translated the man's words for Dulong, who gave a faint smile. "How could You Feng have a subordinate like you?" You're useless!
"This..." The man was speechless. Although Mr. Yu was just a businessman, he had learned from Su Yuze. His driving skills and intelligence were top - notch. He wasn't as simple - minded as those hooligans on the street.
Dulong lay back on the bed and looked at them with a distant gaze. "The man named Yu knows Su Yuze, right?"
"Yes," the man nodded. "And they're very good brothers."
A faint smile played on Dulong's lips. He didn't expect the man who had hit him last time to be good brothers with Su Yuze. Originally, he just wanted to get rid of Yufeng quietly. But after the first assassination attempt failed and he learned this piece of information, the second attempt should be more blatant. He wanted to know how heart - broken Su Yuze would be when he learned of his good brother's death.
Just thinking about it was exciting!
"Then, continue to send people. Seize any opportunity to strike," he said. He wanted to see how they could defend against all possible attacks.
"Yes," the man replied.
After You Feng sent them here, their only purpose was to assist this Godfather Dulong. They'd do whatever the Godfather told them to do.
"Alright, go," Dulong said.
After the man and the translator left, a faint smile lingered on Dulong's lips. It had been a long time since he'd felt such a thrill, ever since he killed his elder brother's family twenty - six years ago.
Su Yuze...