Tang Minghui and Meihe were snuggling together affectionately in the yard, their faces filled with happy smiles and their eyes full of love.
However, in the other corner of the yard, there was a person watching them silently, with complex emotions in his eyes.
The man sighed from time to time, his brows furrowed tightly as he muttered to himself, "This Mountain Eagle! He's a top-notch expert at intelligence, but he can't live without women. This guy will eventually fall flat on his face in this area."
There was a hint of worry and helplessness in his voice, as if he was full of worries about the future of Mountain Eagle.
Tang Minghui knew someone in the yard was watching him and Meihe's intimacy, so he didn't hesitate to do it for them to see. Meihe also cooperated, gently caressing Tang Minghui's face with her hand, her eyes revealing a charming and gentle look. The intimate behavior of the two made the atmosphere around them become ambiguous.
Tang Minghui knew very well that the reason he did this was simply to intimidate that person, so that he would know that he was not a soft persimmon that could be easily manipulated.
At this moment, the pair of eyes in the yard were anxiously staring at them playing, cursing Tang Minghui in their hearts.
He was like an ant on a hot pan, restless and anxious. He paced back and forth, muttering under his breath, "Damn it! Why don't you hurry up? Hand over the information! And he's still thinking about having fun here. How abhorrent! If it weren't for Meihe and the princess, I'd really like to rush out right now and teach him a lesson."
At this moment, there was a "clang" sound from the east wing and the door closed.
Tang Minghui walked straight to the bed and gently placed Meihe on it. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes revealed a hint of shyness.
Tang Minghui leaned over and kissed Meihe's forehead, and began to unbutton her clothes with both hands. Meihe closed her eyes nervously, and her breathing became rapid.
As the clothes gradually fell off, Tang Minghui's eyes fell on Meihe's charming curves, and the desire in his heart became stronger.
At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Tang Minghui reluctantly put on his clothes and opened the door.
"Boss...you're interrupting my good time."
The man who came was none other than the codename "Fox". He was the second in command of this spy organization.
"You still remember that I am your boss. Have you forgotten why you came here?"
Tang Minghui deftly pulled a cigarette case from his pocket. With a flick of his finger, the lid popped open, revealing neatly arranged cigarettes. He deftly took a cigarette from the case and handed it to Fox.
However, the fox waved his hand impatiently, and said with a hint of annoyance in his tone: "I'm not in the mood to smoke right now!"
Seeing this, Tang Minghui put the rejected cigarette back into the pack, but he didn't stop there. He quickly pulled another from the pack, his movements smooth and natural. Then, holding the cigarette between his index and middle fingers, he gently tapped the pack a few times, as if gathering his thoughts. Finally, he lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, letting the smoke fill the air.
He didn't care about the fox's reaction, just enjoying this moment of peace and relaxation. In the smoke, his eyes seemed deep and mysterious.
Seeing Tang Minghui's attitude, the fox was very dissatisfied and an angry look appeared on his face. He shouted, "What kind of attitude is this? You still have the mind to smoke? The higher-ups are waiting for my telegram!"
Tang Minghui took a leisurely puff of his cigarette, then slowly exhaled. He looked at Fox and said in a low voice, "Can you blame me? I risked my life to get this information, but you rejected it without even a glance."
The fox looked at Tang Minghui angrily and shouted, "You, when did you give it to me?"
Tang Minghui took a deep puff of cigarette, then slowly exhaled the smoke from his nose. He looked at Fox with firm eyes and said seriously: "Boss, you are being wronged. I clearly gave you the information, but you just didn't accept it." After that, he handed the cigarette box in his hand to Fox.
Fox took the cigarette box and looked at Tang Minghui puzzledly, wondering why he gave it to him.
Tang Minghui, seeing Fox's puzzled expression, was amused. He thought to himself: He's an old agent, but he doesn't even know this. I wonder how he got the position of deputy station chief.
Thinking of this, he smiled sarcastically and said, "Boss, the information is in here, look for it yourself!"
At this time, Meiwa's voice came from inside the house.
"Zuo Zuomu, what are you doing outside?"
The fox said with a gloomy face: "Remember, you are Chen Minghui, not Zuo Zuomu, do you understand?" Then he turned and walked towards the west wing.
Tang Minghui, looking at the angry fox, grinned and closed the door.
The sound of two people laughing could be heard from the room.
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Hospital ward.
Yu Wenlin was holding Xiaobao in his arms and chatting with Wang Xiaolan enthusiastically, both of them with happy smiles on their faces.
Zhao Lihan sat with Zeng Qiang and Zeng Cheng, earnestly discussing work matters. Nearby, Dabao excitedly climbed up and down Zeng Qiang's back, playing to his heart's content. His tiny body nimbly moved between the adults, as if exploring the mysteries of the world.
Zeng Qiang chatted and laughed with Zhao Lihan, and then interacted with Dabao. Seeing Dabao's cheerful appearance, his heart was filled with joy. He doted on this lovely little grandson and not only did he not dislike him at all, but he actually enjoyed it.
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