"There definitely is one, it’s just that we can’t see it right now. Plus, the other party is well-hidden; we can’t find a leverage point for the mont and can only focus on clearing out the superficial strongholds for now."
"Yeah, that’s true." Yang Kai shrugged his shoulders, patted you on the shoulder and said, "Anyway, it’s good that things got resolved. This operation was very tily and the police cooperation was spot on, with just over a dozen people getting injured. We pretty much uprooted this organization."
You curled your lips into a smile, "Speaking of the organization, did we find the leader?"
"Uh, we really didn’t."
"So it seems, they decisively cut off their own tail this ti, and all we picked up was a dead tail."
Upon hearing this, Yang Kai frowned and asked, "So... how should we follow up on this matter?"
"You get soone to organize all the information from this operation and then toss it to Glasses. He’s more of an expert in this area than we are."
"Okay, sure."
When everything had dispersed, at the center of the underground passage, the black substance inside the giant eggshell you had shattered suddenly started moving like a living thing. They began to gather, eventually forming a black ball, which quickly rolled into the darkness...
When you returned ho, it was already very late. Pushing open the door, you could hear the lancholic music playing from the TV in the living room.
After closing the door and walking into the living room, you found Zhao’er lying on the sofa by herself.
Her waterfall-like long hair covered much of her peerless face, but no matter what, her stunning beauty couldn’t be hidden completely.
Tiptoeing over, just as you were about to lift her by the waist, those clear eyes slowly opened.
"You’re back?"
Her voice carried a hint of irresistible languidness.
It made you involuntarily lower your head and gently peck her plump red lips.
Although you were officially married, Zhao’er was still as shy as a young girl in front of you.
Suddenly using so strength with your hands, you picked Zhao’er up entirely and sat down on the sofa, allowing her to snuggle into your arms.
"If I’m ever held up and co back late in the future, don’t wait up for . Girls should sleep early for good skin. If you get old, I’ll worry you won’t want anymore, huh."
You and Zhao’er were of one mind; she naturally understood the aning in your words, and instantly her arms wrapped around your neck and she leaned her head against your inner shoulder, bringing you face to face.
At this mont, the tips of your noses were less than ten centiters apart.
"I can’t sleep well without you. I’ve gotten used to it now, only by being by your side can I fall asleep peacefully."
You lightly scraped her nose with your hand and said with a smile, "Now that I’m back, shall we go to the room?"
As if she knew what would happen next, Zhao’er slightly lowered her head, her cheeks blushing to the ear lobes...
"a——o——e——"
In the early morning, you stood on the balcony, twisting your waist while practicing your throaty voice.
Each twist of your waist was accompanied by a "crick-crack" from your bones.
After you grew tired of shouting, you turned back to enter the room, just as Zhao’er, wearing a loose bathrobe, was bringing breakfast out from the kitchen to the dining table.
You quickly stepped forward, surprising Zhao’er from behind and wrapping her in your embrace.
"Yun...mmm... stop ssing around, it’s morning... let’s eat breakfast quickly, we still have to go to work later... "
Afterward, the bowls, plates, chopsticks, and soup spoons on the dining table trembled slightly, clinking "ding-ding-dang-dang"...
An hour later.
"Good morning!"
On the street, you ride your electric scooter, with Zhao’er sitting behind you, occasionally shouting towards the air.
Zhao’er leans her head against your back, her stunningly beautiful face naturally radiating happiness and joy.
It takes fifteen minutes to ride from your ho to the school where Zhao’er teaches, a short distance, and along the way are old streets, which was exactly why you picked this school.
Soon, you drop Zhao’er off at the school gate amidst the astonished, envious, and jealous gazes of everyone around.
"Yun, I’m heading in."
You point to your cheek, saying cheerily to Zhao’er, "Co on, give a peck."
In such a public setting, most girls would feel embarrassed, even those not opposed to it, but Zhao’er does not mind those things, and in the face of countless odd glances, she slightly bends over to gently kiss your cheek with her soft lips.
"I’ll be eating at school for lunch today, rember to co pick up in the evening."
"Alright, off to work I go then."
With that, you wave goodbye to Zhao’er and leisurely ride your electric scooter towards the newspaper office.
"Hey, poke my eye out, am I seeing things? A goddess, no less!"
"Just take out my eyeballs and hang them on her, it would be great even just to keep them by her side!"
"Who was that guy just now? He—he actually got a kiss from a fairy who should only exist in heaven! He should be thrown into a cauldron of boiling oil!"
...
Unconcerned with those various voices and stares, Zhao’er, carrying a small leather bag and wearing a simple white shirt with jeans, along with a pair of glasses, walked towards the teaching building.
As she walked, a sharp gleam flickered in Zhao’er’s eyes, accurately catching the gaze of soone—a gaze filled with desire to possess!
The man looking at her was around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, sitting in a sports car, watching Zhao’er with a burning gaze.
Zhao’er, as usual, chose to ignore such people.
In her world, aside from you, all others were re ants in the corner.
As Zhao’er walked away, the man in the sports car took out his phone and dialed a number: "Little Liu, did you get a clear look at that poor Dios just now?"
"Got it."
"Follow him, get his information within two hours. Tonight, gather so people; I want to chop him into minceat, then wrap him into buns and sell them in the school cafeteria!"
"Ah-Choo!"
Riding into the wind, you sneeze, and the Sen Luo Curse Mark in your eyes gradually stops spinning and then vanishes.
Whistling while you ride your electric scooter, it seems you’re also looking forward to tonight’s spectacle: "There’s going to be a great show tonight, and I’m actually quite excited, hehe, hehehe..."
When you arrive at the newspaper office and just start reporting to HR, a fatty imdiately drags you away.
Who is this fatty?
"Hey, Zongzi, what’s the deal with you? How co you’re also here at the newspaper office?"
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