"Yes, you're right." Gan Tang looked at the dazzling array of goods on the display stand and asked, "Which one has been on display the longest?"
“That one,” the old woman pointed to a black Bodhi seed bracelet, “I’ve been selling this for ten years, and I’ve been selling it for ten years.”
Gan Tang picked it up and examined it. Under the scorching sun, the black Puti had cracked and peeled in many places, revealing the white Puti. With a fingernail, another patch of white was exposed.
The old woman said awkwardly, "Back then, black Puti bracelets were all the rage, so I bought a whole bunch. I didn't expect them to be fake. Many of them were just Puti bracelets of other colors painted black. If you buy a bracelet, I'll give you this one for free."
"I want this one!"
Its exterior was covered in black camouflage, but inside was a white Puti—wasn't that him? Gan Tang liked it more and more as she looked at him, then paid and headed down the mountain.
On the way back, the car unknowingly drove to the Zhu Zi Man Cheng Club.
How did we end up here?
Gan Tang glanced at the Bodhi seed bracelet on her wrist, then turned and drove inside. When she got out of the car, Jin Hu had already received word from the gatekeeper and rushed out.
"Miss, you're so quick. Brother Mo just got back and you're already here."
Although he tried his best to hide his expression when he said this, he couldn't stop the red bubbles in his eyes from watching the show, which made Gan Tang blush.
Now that you're back, why didn't you tell me?
Gan Tang felt a little uncomfortable and touched the beaded string on her hand, asking, "Is he in his office?"
"They should be here!"
"knew."
At this time, the clubhouse was already bustling with activity, brightly lit. Gan Tang took a detour and headed towards the staff building at the back.
Jin Hu hurriedly said, "Miss, it's closer to go through the hall."
Gan Tang glanced at the brightly lit building again and shook her head. "Let's go around it, it's inconvenient."
Jin Hu understood what the young lady meant and hurriedly explained, "Young lady, don't worry, all the businesses our club operates are legal and there's nothing shady about them. Otherwise, Brother Mo wouldn't have been released so easily after he went in last time."
"Legal?" This was somewhat unexpected for Gan Tang, who followed him inside.
"Hmm!" Jin Hu continued, "Big Brother specially opened this club, saying it was to give the brothers a place to sleep peacefully. Later, Big Brother was worried that Mr. Fu would suspect him of having ulterior motives, so he gave the club to Brother Mo. Apart from us who work here, the other brothers don't come here much anymore."
No wonder, what club would build a separate staff dormitory?
As they talked, they arrived outside Mo Huaixing's office. A group of people were gathered in the corridor.
When Zhang Po saw the young lady approaching, tears streamed down his liver-colored face.
"Miss, Big Brother and Brother Mo got into a fight, and it seems they even started hitting each other."
"Then why are you still guarding the door? Are you looking for death?" Gan Tang gestured for everyone to leave.
Everyone came to their senses and hurriedly fled.
Gan Tang called out to Zhang Po: "Hey, the key."
"You..." Dare to come in? Then she remembered that the young lady was Mr. Fu's precious daughter, so she obediently handed over the key and pleaded, "Please don't tell them that I gave it to you."
"Okay." Gan Tang took the keys.
The moment the door opened, a dull creak of bones grinding echoed. A forlorn figure leaned against the wall, his swollen cheeks covered in bruises, and even his mouth was stained with blood.
Fu Cheng, his hands gripping the desk, trembled uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with anger and incredulous pain.
"I'll ask you one more time, do you still want to do it?"
Mo Huaixing raised his eyes, perhaps having answered this question too many times, his face indifferent, and he simply said one word: "Do it."
Fu Cheng waved his hand again, which was resting on the desk.
Gan Tang hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Fu Cheng aside, angrily asking, "What are you doing?"
Fu Cheng staggered to his feet, then let out a cold laugh: "Haha, Master Mo's grand ambitions are truly beyond the reach of us ants. I wish Master Mo a speedy success and a meteoric rise in rank."
Having said that, he resolutely left.
The slamming of the door startled Gan Tang. She turned around to speak, but was immediately embraced tightly.
Mo Huaixing's tall frame completely enveloped her in his arms. Even through his clothes, she could still feel his body trembling.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Even when her life hung by a thread, she had never seen him so terrified. She looked up at him with concern, but he held her even tighter, determined to meld her into his body.
"Boss, I'm scared!"
Mo Huaixing buried his head deeply in Gan Tang's neck, his icy lips, tinged with the taste of blood, scorching her most vulnerable skin. Those terrified words pierced her very being, finally leaving a tremor in her heart. They hardened her once tender heart, forcing it to grow a hardened armor.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
She raised her hand and gently patted his back again and again, giving him the most steadfast promise, until his body stopped trembling and his lips were no longer cold.
Mo Huaixing released the person in his arms, the fear in his eyes dissipating and coalescing into a mist. Gan Tang tried to peer into that mist, but he reached out and grabbed her hand.
"Sorry, you can go now." He reverted to his usual coldness, pushed open the door to the inner room, and disappeared from Gan Tang's sight. But she couldn't bear to watch him disappear, so she pushed open the door and followed him inside.
Mo Huaixing sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clenched into fists on his lap, his back slightly hunched. Perhaps not expecting her to follow him in, a hint of flustered unease flashed in his eyes when he looked up.
Gan Tang moved closer to him, her voice light and cheerful: "May I sit on your bed?"
"Boss, I want to..."
"So stingy? Then I'll sit here." Gan Tang didn't give him a chance to finish speaking, pointed to her feet, turned around and sat down on the floor next to the bed.
"Mo Huaixing, a few days ago, Fang Heng came to Jinhai to celebrate his teacher's birthday, and I went with him." Seeing that he didn't want to talk to her, Gan Tang took the initiative to talk about people and things related to him.
"His teacher's surname is Chen. He has a square face and a mole between his eyebrows. Besides Fang Heng, there are four other young men, all of whom are tall and handsome."
She didn't dare mention Chen Qianqian. If she did, she would be exposed, and he would definitely stop letting her associate with Fang Heng.
"Teacher Chen is very energetic. He even ate two pig's trotters at the dinner table."
"They talked a lot about the past and said that their captain was the most powerful person."
"..."
Mo Huaixing listened quietly to her story, his eyes welling up with tears as he watched her long, black hair fall past his knees. He took her small, outstretched hand and sat down on the floor, nervously rubbing it.
Do you think that teacher Chen is a good person?
Gan Tang was surprised by his question, but still answered seriously.
“Great. He’s very kind, wise, and protective of the younger generation. His study is filled with honors, but he says that his greatest achievement is teaching a group of students he’s proud of.”
After saying that, she took his hand in return to ease his tension and asked, "Do you have any teachers you respect?"
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