Chapter 74 Peeping at her while she sleeps
It was an American M15 general's pistol, which ceased production in 1946, making it quite rare on the market today. This gun is suitable for close-range engagements. Its appearance is somewhat flashy, but it is precisely this flashy design that makes it a sought-after weapon among a small number of stylish gun enthusiasts.
Buddy glanced at it a few times; it was exactly the gun he had been wanting recently. This Fu Yungui really knew his interests and hobbies very well.
He didn't know if it was his father, Pi Weng, who had revealed the information to him. He remembered mentioning this to Pi Weng, intentionally or unintentionally, but it had been a long time.
"Pasong, what does this mean?" he asked knowingly, but his expression was much better than before.
He disliked this style of doing things—slapping you and then giving you a treat—but since the other party was Fu Yungui, a ruthless person who never cared about rules, he reluctantly accepted it.
The fact that he came here today already shows that he has yielded to some extent.
Therefore, you can't ask too much of this man, otherwise it's easy to backfire.
“Of course, this is the third gift for the colonel. After all, this case is largely thanks to you; otherwise, how could it have been solved so easily?” The man frowned, a half-smile playing on his lips. “Sending bullets into the enemy’s head makes me very happy.”
"Although it seems like we haven't finished dealing with this enemy yet," he said, glancing at Buddy before adding, "at least I'm in the mood to go back and have some fun with the girls."
Buddy caught the unreadable meaning in his eyes, but pretended not to understand and smiled, "Really? It's best if you're in the mood to mess around with women, after all, it's one of the few things in the world that can bring you joy."
"Yes," the man replied casually, "So please accept this gun, Colonel."
Buddy's heart eased slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. "Alright, after all, your father and I have known each other for so many years. I'll accept it for his sake."
"That's good." This time, Fu Yungui didn't distance himself from Pi Weng as clearly.
Buddy put down his glass, took the silver pistol from the case, and examined it repeatedly. He loved this kind of gun; adding a pearl on the back would make it incredibly flashy.
He stared at it for a few more seconds, then looked up and said, "Pasong, I'll have them send your goods back tomorrow. It won't delay your ability to make money."
The man casually fumbled for his wine glass, a smile still on his face. "Then thank you in advance, Colonel."
"Of course, after all, I'm really looking forward to our future collaboration." At this moment, Buddy was completely immersed in the joy of the money and gifts.
Fu Yungui smiled knowingly as she looked at the barely concealed smile on his face.
However, the next second his smile vanished, and he stared at the old man with murderous intent in his eyes.
Nobody can do this to him.
However, considering that he still has some value, let him jump around happily for a while longer.
As night fell, a blue Bugatti Veyron cruised through the bustling city. The eye-catching car attracted a lot of attention amidst the crowd, especially the man in the driver's seat.
The women on the roadside turned their amazed gazes from the luxury car to the man.
A slightly cool breeze brushed against Fu Yungui's face. The man hadn't drunk much tonight, but his face was still slightly flushed.
The city center was unusually congested tonight, and the man seemed a little impatient, honking his horn incessantly.
Anu sat beside him, glancing at the man's irritated face, wanting to speak but not daring to.
He wanted to remind Yun that this was the most developed area in Pattaya, with a high daily foot traffic, especially during the prime time at night, so honking the horn would be useless.
But he also knew that even if he spoke up, the other man wouldn't listen. In the end, he might even use up the last bit of patience he had left to scold himself.
Forget it, there's no need to take the risk.
It's better to stay quiet and not say anything.
It took almost an hour for the blue convertible sports car to drive into Palm Bay Grand View Manor.
Anu immediately got out of the passenger seat. "Brother Yun, I'll head back now."
The man nodded. "Tell Night Hawk tomorrow morning that the batch of goods we left in Myanmar can be shipped out."
Anu nodded. "I understand."
After saying that, Anu prepared to go back, but before she had taken two steps, the man called her back.
"Has Huang Momo eaten tonight?"
Anu was taken aback. Yun Ge was starting to care about Huang Momo. Was he no longer angry?
"After she ate, I had someone send over some Tom Yum soup and green curry chicken. They were cooked in a lighter style, so they should suit her taste."
"And the person who delivered the food said that she saw her already eating when she left," Anu added.
The man snorted to indicate that he had heard, then walked inside without looking back. The first floor was pitch black, and there was no trace of the woman.
That's right, at this hour, that woman is probably asleep too. After all, I don't know what she was staring so intently at the outside last night, not sleeping at all.
The man unbuttoned his shirt completely, took off his shirt as he walked, then went inside to turn on the lights in the first-floor living room and went to the refrigerator to get some wine to cool down.
When he opened the refrigerator, something unfamiliar immediately caught his eye.
The remaining half of the green curry chicken was neatly packaged in a white box and placed to the side, with a label on it.
The man took it and glanced at it. The delicate handwriting on it read: Untouched, edible.
He couldn't help but scoff. What? You haven't touched it? Does that mean it's saved for him to eat?
Does he look like someone so poor that he has to eat other people's leftovers?
Also, this refrigerator is for storing wine, not for storing all sorts of random things like this for her.
Thinking this, the man glanced at the words again, then put the label back on and took out the wine from the side.
After taking a few sips of his whiskey on the rocks to calm himself, the man put down his glass, leaned back on the sofa, and took out his phone to check the surveillance equipment, preparing to see how the woman was doing.
The entire house is equipped with hidden surveillance and alarm devices that are generally undetectable to the public. However, if any outsider approaches the manor, he will receive a notification on his mobile phone.
Just as he expected, she chose the room furthest from him; Anu must have told her where her room was.
The man couldn't help but find it amusing. What was the point of being so far apart? They were living under the same roof. If he wanted to do something, could she escape?
In the dimly lit bedroom, Momo lay on her side in the middle of the bed, hugging her giraffe, covered only by a thin, milky-white blanket. Her long black hair covered half of her face, and she slept peacefully.
Perhaps because she was having a nightmare, she suddenly moved her body again after a while, and the shoulder strap of her nightgown slipped down, revealing her soft breasts, which were covered with a few clumps of black hair.
Fu Yungui stared at it for a few moments, then felt even hotter.
Damn it, this awful weather.
Why is it still so hot and unbearable even after nightfall?
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