37 "He just wants to muddy the waters of Rongcheng"
The window was half open. Outside was the noisy road with passing traffic, but the house was very quiet, so quiet that even each other's breathing could be clearly heard.
Tao Wanjia looked at He Yu, her gaze fixed on his bitten lower lip. Belatedly, she realized her words had been a bit harsh. If she broke up with him simply because she was too emotionally exhausted to explain, it would be no different from abandoning him back then. She genuinely wanted to be with him, not treat this relationship as a joke.
"I was going to tell you that. I even applied for a job but didn't start immediately because I wanted to tell you after I got back."
Tao Wanjia's tone softened, and her eyes softened to the point of being coquettish. She gently wiped the half-dried blood from the corner of his lips with her fingertips, "Who knew you wouldn't listen at all, and start arguing with me as soon as we met..."
"My fault."
It was rare for her to have such moments. He Yu stroked her messy hair while being stunned, and promised her seriously with his eyes, "It won't happen again in the future."
She smiled, finding his expression familiar, like the way he'd cautiously come to her to make peace whenever she'd been mad at him as a child. He Yu didn't know what she was thinking, but the upturned corners of Tao Wanjia's mouth quickly dispelled the dark clouds that had been lingering in his mind.
It wasn't a long time since they'd been apart, but he felt like every second he couldn't see her was long. He lay down next to her and told her why he'd mentioned Jing Ping. "I want to discuss a collaboration, and I'd also like to see if you need any help."
He Yu even went to the hospital to visit Pei Qiang. Although it was their first meeting, the atmosphere was quite harmonious because Zhao Kuo was there. Before leaving, he even took the initiative to contact his uncle Yu Mao, the director of the hospital. Of course, she didn't need to know this because it was what a boyfriend should do.
Tao Wanjia knew how important these colleagues, whom she regarded as comrades-in-arms, were in her heart, so she would naturally help them if she could.
"When will you be back?"
"The flight is tomorrow morning."
Noticing the arms tightening around him, He Yu raised an eyebrow, "Are you reluctant to let me go back?"
"No."
Tao Wanjia deliberately spoiled the fun, but the hand beneath her quickly grabbed him. She stared at the ceiling and said, "I wanted to take you to see my master, but he's a very proud man. I don't think he'd want to see anyone right now. He kicked Zhao Kuo and me out."
Thinking of this, Tao Wanjia inevitably felt a little uncomfortable. He Yu saw her pause and reached around with his free hand to pat her back gently, "It's okay, there will always be a chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered something.
"If you join us, will you be stationed in Jingping permanently?"
Although he didn't want to create anxiety in advance, the existing problems would not disappear just because they were not mentioned. He still wanted to know her plans, even though he didn't seem to be in her plans.
"I guess so, but don't worry, I will go back to see you as soon as I have time." Tao Wanjia answered quickly, but He Yu frowned even more after hearing this.
He smiled weakly, "We? So I have to line up behind Huang Zheng, right?"
He Yu broke free from her hands and used the most familiar method of punishment. Tao Wanjia was ticklish, so she burst into laughter as soon as he put his hand on her.
But before he could get the answer he wanted to hear, the sudden ringing of a cell phone on the coffee table abruptly interrupted the atmosphere.
Tao Wanji took the opportunity to run away and stood in front of the entrance mirror to tidy up his messy hair and wrinkled shirt.
He Yu looked at her with a smile, picked up the phone and swiped to answer it.
"Mr. He, I still can't find it."
The person on the other end of the phone was the deputy project manager of the health care center. The person in charge, Vice President Sun Heng, had not been at work for the past two days. His cell phone was turned off and could not be reached, and he was nowhere to be seen in the places he usually went.
He Yu had long been dissatisfied with Sun Heng. This man was too fond of meat and wine, and he only cared about profit. He was completely different from him. But because he was a "veteran" who was specially transferred from South City by He Jinsheng to fight for him, he had to treat him well no matter how much he looked down on him. However, since last autumn, his mind had clearly not been on the work.
With a negative attitude and spending all day in lively club drinking parties, He Yu found many ways to deal with him after he became extremely patient, such as taking the drunk Sun Heng out of the club and bringing him directly to the company's regular meeting to embarrass him in front of everyone. He thought this method would be of some use, but he didn't expect that this man would still do as he pleased.
He whispered to the people around him not to worry about it, and that he would be fully responsible for everything on the project.
He Yu thought it was just the same situation as before, but he never expected that the biggest dark cloud in his life was brewing behind him.
He was completely unaware that the only thing he could see at this moment was Tao Wanjia in front of him.
She was dressed very formally for the interview, with the cuffs of her white shirt rolled up, revealing a pair of cold, white, and slender arms with distinct joints. Her waist was narrowed, and the hem of her shirt was tucked into her trousers, making her legs look particularly slender.
It's obviously a very common combination, but it looks very special when worn on her, probably because her height advantage makes her look more imposing.
He had seen it downstairs at the newspaper office, but seeing it from across the street wasn't as clear as seeing it up close. He Yu hung up the phone and came up behind Tao Wanjia as she turned around, "I wish you were really a bird..."
He lowered his head slightly, his breath spraying on her neck, and slowly uttered the rest of the words -
"This way I can always keep you by my side, and there will never be a possibility of separation."
He leaned over and his hot breath was passed into her mouth. He Yu's eyes were burning, and the fingertips that were unbuttoning her clothes began to get hot as they pressed against her skin.
The entrance was narrow, and Tao Wanjia was enclosed in his arms. This scene was familiar, like the identity swap with Qieyang, where the one who started the fire had changed from her to He Yu.
"I have something else to do this afternoon."
She reached out and pushed him, clearly trying to warn him, but her heartbeat became completely chaotic.
He Yu felt it, bent down and picked her up, with a smile in his eyes, "It's not too late."
…
At the same time, far away in Rongcheng, Bentong Yang Gang completed an emergency mission.
After a brief closure at the end of last year, the Bi Hai Xi Shan Club recently reopened, claiming it was undergoing renovations. However, Wen Dongyang knew this was just an excuse, waiting for clues to surface. Last night, the investigation team apprehended a disgraced director of the Urban Construction Department. The club's cover-up was blown, and the hidden dealings were exposed.
After the seizure, more than a dozen young girls working there were taken away, but all of them spoke with one voice, claiming that all the transactions were their own.
The female police officer accompanying Wen Dongyang during the interrogation was tired. They took a break during lunch to analyze the situation. "It's obvious they all took the money. There must be someone behind these girls, manipulating them. I don't think I can get anything out of them."
"And now the actual controller of the club is that manager, and Deng is still unscathed."
At this point, the other party's face became more secretive. "He's ruined the business ecosystem of our Rongcheng. Look at how many people have gone into this project since he started? They're all just trying to make money."
Wen Dongyang was lost in thought, his instant noodles still a little hard from their recent stay. He ate a few quick mouthfuls and replayed the events of the previous night's seizure in his mind. Afraid he might have missed something, he hurried back to the club.
The door was completely closed. He stood on the steps reviewing the clues, so focused that he didn't notice the black business car that had been parked for a long time on the opposite street.
Deng Zixiong sat in the back seat of the car, pinching the young girl next to him who had curled up in the seat out of fear. "Want to escape, huh? I'm telling you, you can't go anywhere without my permission! Did you think no one would notice you if you ran away yesterday?"
His eyes were fierce, and he grabbed the man's hair and pushed him to the window. "Look, there's someone looking for you."
The girl's expression was horrified, her fitted skirt torn, and her entire body trembling with resistance. She whimpered, hearing the humiliation echoing through her other ear but unable to utter a sound. All she could do was stare motionlessly at the figure outside the window.
She remembered him, a soft-spoken officer. She'd accidentally bumped into him at the door last night when she'd disguised herself as a guest before the inspection. He'd picked up her fallen hearing aid. Before leaving, he'd even asked if she was alright.
The sealed carriage felt like hell, the sunlight filtering through only illuminating the demons behind her. The world was already a purgatory, nailing her in place with no escape, and the light she longed for was fleeting.
She heard the devil talking to the assistant behind her: "Has he been keeping an eye on that little police officer at the club? Do you know where he comes from?"
"His name is Wen Dongyang. He's a local with no background. His parents run a small business. But he has a very close relationship with Mr. He. I heard they're childhood friends."
The assistant answered while carefully handing the cut cigar to Deng Zixiong. The man let go of the cigar and looked out the window carefully.
"Since he's an acquaintance of He Yu's, we definitely can't neglect him. This game of chess should also be more lively with more talented people."
The smell of cigar was pungent, and in the smoke, Deng Zixiong stared fiercely at the figure that looked like an ant to him.
He wasn't affected in the slightest by last night's events; quite the opposite. He'd personally orchestrated these seemingly revealing yet self-destructive tactics; he simply wanted to see just how muddy the waters of Rongcheng could get. But even if it got muddier, he wasn't afraid. Throughout history, every major event involved discarding insignificant individuals. As long as he could get He Yu out of Rongcheng, then anything he did would be worth it.
Thinking of this, he felt happier and instructed the co-pilot's assistant with a smile.
"There's no need to wait any longer for Sun Heng. Let's give He Yu a surprise while he's away on business."
"yes."
The next morning, He Yu received a call as soon as he left the hotel.
"We found Mr. Sun."
The person on the other end of the phone had an unsteady voice as he tried hard to process this fact and muster up his courage.
"The man is already dead."
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