Chapter 150 The Return, the Moment of Passion
The next day at noon, in the basement of Tangdixuan.
Zhang Cheng was pinned to a chair by two veterans, tears streaming down his face, muttering incoherently.
"I was wrong... I didn't know anything... Don't kill me..."
On the other side, the leader of the men in black, whose three ribs had been broken by Gao Jianjun, was a tough guy. He was very stubborn and insisted that he was just a bandit passing through looking for money.
Gao Jianjun, standing to the side, was so anxious that he scratched his head and spat as he spoke: "Sister-in-law, why waste words with this bastard! Leave it to me, in less than ten minutes I'll make him dig up his ancestors' graves and confess all the good deeds they've done!"
Bai Zhu sat in the shadows, slowly polishing a silver needle.
"Gao Jianjun, be quiet."
Gao Jianjun shrank back, immediately shut his mouth, and obediently stood behind Qin Zheng.
Bai Shu raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the leader of the men in black.
"Seeking wealth?" She chuckled, stood up, and walked over to the man.
"Tianjin Port No. 7 Pier is Zheng Kai's territory. Anyone with a little influence in Shanghai knows it's a forbidden area. You bunch of 'ruthless bandits,' you've got some nerve, but your information network is pretty bad."
The leader of the men in black's expression changed.
Bai Shu bent down and waved the eagle-shaped cufflink in front of him, his voice low and eerily seductive.
"I'm not curious who you are, I'm only curious about who sent your claws out here."
She paused, then gently pressed the tip of the silver needle against the vital point of the man's other, undamaged wrist.
"My needle won't kill you, it will just make you very itchy, the kind of itchiness that comes out from the very bones." She smiled like an innocent little girl, but her words were chilling.
"It's unbearable, like being torn apart, unable to live or die. Would you like to... give it a try?"
The black-clad leader's pupils suddenly contracted, and cold sweat instantly poured down his forehead.
Having spent many years in the underworld, he had heard of such methods; they were truly the devil's punishment.
"I'll talk... I'll talk!" His mental defenses completely collapsed under Bai Shu's calm and unwavering gaze.
"It's...it's Qian Weiguo! Boss Qian sent us!"
"He gave all the instructions; it was a one-way communication line, and we only recognized him!"
Upon hearing the name "Qian Weiguo," Zhang Cheng, who was standing nearby, trembled even more violently, and an even stronger stench wafted over.
Bai Shu frowned in disgust and straightened up.
"Qin Zheng".
"exist."
"Pack the person, along with this recently recorded statement, into a package," Bai Shu ordered calmly.
"Before dawn, anonymously deliver it to where it's supposed to be. I believe the comrades in the disciplinary department will be very interested in this 'gift'."
She knew that a prisoner's confession alone wouldn't bring down someone of Qian Weiguo's stature.
But that's enough.
Throwing that bucket of dirty water at him would be enough to give him a hard time. A rat, already overwhelmed and preoccupied with its own problems, had no energy left to bother her.
"Yes, Miss." Qin Zheng nodded and then dragged the two of them out.
Gao Jianjun sidled up, his face full of admiration: "Sister-in-law, your move was brilliant! That bastard surnamed Qian will be lucky to escape with his life!"
Bai Shu didn't say anything, just waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the basement.
...
By the time everything was finished, it was already evening.
Su Wantang returned home alone; she didn't want to go anywhere today.
Pushing open the courtyard gate, the daytime hustle and bustle was gone, and the crowds of subordinates were gone. The entire courtyard was so empty that it made one feel uneasy.
She's been in this world for almost a year now. She fought her way out of the schemes at the Peace Hotel, battled the Su family, recruited Wang Ma, opened her spatial ability, went to Beijing, fought the Lu family, established a company, battled the Ye family, killed Lu Wenbo, and then set up a trap in Shanghai to lure the enemy out...
She worked tirelessly, scheming, plotting, and turning the tables.
Everyone witnessed the ruthless methods of the Hong Kong businesswoman "Bai Shu," as well as her unfathomable background and wealth.
But only she knew that every time she woke up in the middle of the night, the deep-seated loneliness and exhaustion almost devoured her.
She walked to the door of Lu Jingyan's study; the door was unlocked.
I gently pushed it open, and a familiar, cool scent belonging to that man wafted towards me.
On the desk were the military blueprints he had looked at before he left, and in the ashtray next to him was a half-smoked cigarette.
Su Wantang reached out, her fingertips gently tracing the wicker chair he had sat in and the fountain pen he had used.
It was cold.
There was not a trace of warmth.
An intense, almost overwhelming longing swept over her.
She suddenly missed him terribly.
She longs for that man who never says a word, but whose actions tell her "I'm here for you."
I miss his broad shoulders, I miss his warm chest, I miss the comforting scent he had on me.
Su Wantang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the stinging in her eyes, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.
All she wants to do right now is get a good night's sleep and not think about anything else.
The moment she pushed open the bedroom door, she froze on the spot.
On the bed, in the dim light without the lights on, sat a tall and imposing figure.
The person sat quietly on the edge of the bed, his back ramrod straight, as if he had been waiting for a very, very long time.
He was wearing a dusty training uniform, his face still bearing traces of gunpowder, with stubble on his chin and dark circles under his eyes. He looked tired and haggard.
But the moment those deep eyes saw her, they ignited a wildfire of passion.
It is Lu Jingyan.
Lu Jingyan should still be on a top-secret mission at a secret base in the Northwest, thousands of miles away.
He came back ahead of schedule.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.
All the astonishment, all the longing, all the unspoken words, turned into a silent gaze.
Lu Jingyan slowly stood up, his movements somewhat stiff, and walked step by step to her.
Then, without hesitation, he opened his arms and pulled her tightly into his embrace.
"I'm back."
His hoarse voice, heavy with weariness, rang in her ears.
Su Wantang buried her face deeply in his hard chest, greedily breathing in his breath, feeling the warmth and peace of mind that she had regained after losing it.
Tears, which he could no longer control, silently and surging down his cheeks, soaking the front of his shirt.
She missed him a lot during this month.
I really want to.
Lu Jingyan felt the little woman trembling in his arms and her hot tears, and he tightened his arms around her.
No further words are needed.
He lowered his head and accurately captured those two soft lips that he had longed for for a month.
This kiss was no longer one of probing and restraint.
It was full of aggression, full of domineering possession, full of a month's worth of suppressed, frantic longing and desire.
He conquered cities and territories, giving her no chance to catch her breath.
Su Wantang was a little awkward at first, but soon, the emotions that had been suppressed deep in her heart erupted like a volcano.
She responded to him passionately, awkwardly and clumsily, mimicking his manner.
From passive to active.
The air temperature is rising rapidly.
An atmosphere of ambiguity grew wildly in the room.
Lu Jingyan's breathing grew heavier and heavier, and his arms, which were holding her, began to move down her back, eventually landing on the slender waist of her dress.
Just before the man was about to completely lose control.
Su Wantang used all her strength to push him away.
Lu Jingyan paused, a hint of surprise and hurt flashing in his dark eyes.
He didn't understand why.
However, the next second, his pupils contracted sharply.
Under the man's shocked gaze, Su Wantang raised her hand, her slender, fair fingers trembling slightly with excitement, and placed them on her chest.
One by one.
She unbuttoned her moon-white dress.
She tilted her head back, and in her peach blossom eyes, which had just been kissed and were glistening with tears, there was no longer the usual coldness and calculation, nor the vulnerability and tears from before.
Only one remains, one that has never happened in either of my two lifetimes...
"Lu Jingyan," her voice was hoarse and trembling from the kiss.
"I want you."
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