"Xiao Liu, did you sleep well last night?"

Susan lay in the boy's arms, looking up at his handsome face, then stretched out a finger and gently tapped the man's chin, saying with concern.

The boy's face was flushed, as if he was a little shy from Susan's teasing.

He nodded blankly, "Thank you for your appreciation, Sister Susan. I will definitely follow you closely from now on!"

Susan smiled brightly, "There's still a long road ahead, don't be so reserved. Did they scare you yesterday? Tell me."

The boy shook his head repeatedly, "The butler and the others are just doing their job, Xiao Liu understands."

Susan nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's good that you understand. I'm doing this so that we can get closer in the future. Don't you think so?"

The boy nodded again, as if pounding garlic.

The woman snuggled closer to "Xiao Liu" and opened her lips.

The latter immediately understood, picked up a slice of apple, and fed it to the woman.

"Cough cough."

Chuanliu, who had witnessed everything, spoke up at the opportune moment.

Susan turned around and saw Chuanliu looking at her with a teasing expression. She said lazily, "Chuanliu, I told you you should have brought one back yesterday. It's kind of embarrassing for me to be enjoying myself here all by myself."

"Sister Susan is joking. Food and sex are human nature, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Chuanliu looked around and sat down on the wooden chair next to Qianchuan.

“Oh, sorry,” Susan raised an eyebrow, “How could I forget about Brother Qian Liu?”

Her gaze lingered between the two of them, and after a pause, she said, "That's true. Only a lonely person like me would need to find someone else to keep me company."

As she spoke, she opened her mouth again and swallowed the food that Zhui Ming fed her.

Compared to the previous night, Susan's attitude towards Zhui Ming was noticeably warmer.

Chuanliu secretly guessed that, in addition to Zhuiming successfully passing the guards' body search, Susan must have also secretly sent someone to investigate Xiaoliu's background.

However, in places like the red-light district, there are many people of dubious origin.

As the head of the red-light district, it would be extremely easy for Kowloon to forge someone's identity. Moreover, Kowloon has powerful partners backing him.

Fortunately, at least for now, Susan's doubts about Zhui Ming have lessened considerably.

This is undoubtedly good news for Zhui Ming's next actions.

However, as night fell, Susan still did not allow Chase to enter the villa with her.

It seems that it will take some time before I can fully gain her trust.

In the days that followed, whenever others were present, Susan would summon Zhui Ming to accompany her.

Gradually, the two became inseparable, except for sleeping together at night.

Even Susan's butler and guards would greet Zhui Ming respectfully when they saw him.

Time is passing by day by day.

Chuanliu searched the entire manor, but Old Feng's whereabouts remained elusive, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Her gaze finally settled on Susan's mansion—the place she could never set foot in.

The number of patrols around Susan's courtyard only increased, and Zhui Ming couldn't find an opportunity to strike when no one was around, so things seemed to have reached an intractable stalemate.

Just when they were at their wits' end, an unexpected guest arrived at the gates of Susan's mansion.

"Red Peach 9" - Jiulong, a formal resident of the City of Red Peach and a senior manager of the red-light district.

Jiulong led a group of his underlings and swaggered into Susan's mansion.

He was tall and strong, but his back was slightly hunched. Years of hard work and travel had tanned his skin dark, and when he grinned, his grim white teeth contrasted sharply with his skin, making him appear even more sinister.

Jiulong had shaved half of his head, revealing his bluish scalp, while the long hair on top was meticulously styled and tied into a ponytail. Every stray hair was carefully coated with hair wax, leaving no detail untouched. He wore a tight-fitting black shirt with the collar open; a leopard-print tie was loosely tied around his neck.

For some reason, it made me feel very uncomfortable.

"Hahahaha. Where's Susan? Where's your master? Aren't they going to come and greet me?"

He shouted at a waiter, loud enough for Susan inside the courtyard to hear.

Then, his henchman immediately brought out a folding stool and placed it on the ground. The man sat down, crossed his legs, and leisurely waited for the master of the house to appear.

A short while later, Susan came out to greet them, followed by a dozen or so guards carrying weapons.

"Oh, it's Jiulong. Who would have thought I'd cause trouble back then?"

The woman walked with elegant steps, her tone not displeased but carrying a hint of threat. It seemed she was telling Jiulong that if he dared to make a move here, Susan would ensure he never returned.

Jiulong's gaze swept over the crowd behind Susan, glancing at Zhui Ming behind the woman out of the corner of his eye. He sneered inwardly, then spread his hands, feigning innocence with the most fake acting skills, and said, "What do you mean by this? You don't welcome me?"

Susan maintained her proper etiquette, saying, "Of course not, I'm here to greet you."

Jiulong stood up, walked to Susan's side, and pointed to the boy next to her, "This is the kid you got from us? I thought you liked someone as tall and strong as me."

"Xiao Liu" is someone who came from his territory. If Jiu Long avoids mentioning him, it would be suspicious.

Susan curled the corners of her lips. "What? The general manager of the red-light district, you wouldn't be thinking of taking her back, would you?"

"How could that be? I'd be so clueless."

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