Chapter 45: You're Not Afraid, I'm Afraid

  Under the guise of a noble reason, three people with different personalities gathered together, repeatedly weighing all possibilities. Once their plan was set, Wen Xiang went to invite Liu Tianlai in. At this stage, many things still couldn't be let known to Liu Tianlai, not that he was untrustworthy, but rather, compared to him, Ji Zheng was truly difficult to control. It's just that the matter Wen Xiang was planning involved too much, and it was better for each chess piece to remain ignorant until they were needed to make a move.

  Liu Tianlai is a straightforward person who naturally has this awareness, doing what he wants to do without asking about unnecessary things. Wen Ze only emphasized one key point to him: the past conflicts between Ji Zheng and Yuan Dazhu were all because of the three months' salary, nothing else; it must be made clear to everyone that this was just a small matter that triggered internal pressure. The other procedures will follow the previous opinions, all handed over to Liu Tianlai for operation.

  The explanation was finished, and Wen Ze stretched his waist, saying: "Uncle Ji, you still have to stay here for two more days. Yesterday, when we moved you here, Mu Zeshen must have received the news, but according to my estimate, he should not know who intervened yet. Let's rest for two days and wait for his movements. If Mu Zeshen takes action soon, we might as well take advantage of the situation and ride on his coattails for a while, then get off halfway and let him suffer a loss without owing him any favors; if he doesn't make a move, then we have nothing to say, and we can leave immediately.

  A slight nod of approval from Ji Zheng, if Mu Zeshen makes a move on that side, the pressure on this side will suddenly ease, and then let the Discipline Inspection Commission suddenly take action to intercept themselves in the past, no one can say a word. Mu Zeshen started with a good intention but didn't follow through to the end, so this favor naturally doesn't count, but this way, it's undoubtedly playing tricks on others, which will make Mu Zeshen deeply resentful.

  But Ji Zheng also understood that this was exactly what Wen Ze's purpose was, and in doing so, he had no other way out except to be tightly bound to his war chariot. He didn't blame Wen Ze for using these small tactics, thinking that if one wanted to achieve great things without being thorough, meticulous, ruthless, and decisive, there would be no possibility of success.

  The more cautious Wen Jie is, the more confident Ji Zheng becomes. After all, no one wants to have a group of pig-like teammates.

  "But for now, there's something more important that you need to go and do..."

  Ji Zheng was already irritated by Wen Chen tonight, his mind a bit disordered. Upon hearing this, he felt slightly tense, "Huh, what's going on?"

  She pointed to the two-story independent small building on her left, smiling and saying: "Uncle Ji, you are older than me and more knowledgeable, why don't I teach you how to coax a girl?"

  Ji Zheng smiled wryly and nodded, following Liu Tianlai upstairs.

  Wen Cheng let out a long sigh, tonight he seemed to have everything under control, but in reality his heart was racing with anxiety. After some trickery, he finally won over Ji Zheng. This way, he could give that poor little girl an explanation, and also thoroughly revive the entire chessboard of Qingzhou. To say it without exaggeration, the success or failure of the future depends entirely on tonight.

  As soon as they stepped out of the gate, the cold night wind blew against them, seeping into their sleeves and collars. Having just come out of the warm house, the sudden change in temperature made Wen He couldn't help but let out a sneeze. Zuo Yuxi tightened her clothes, feeling the chill unbearable, and subconsciously leaned towards Wen He, their shoulders touching briefly before she quickly pulled away. Wen He turned his head to look at her huddled figure, smiled, and grabbed her hand, ignoring her struggles as he stuffed it into his pants pocket. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered with a chuckle, "This way we'll be warmer... Director Zuo, the night is late, would you be willing to show mercy and put me up for the night?"

  Zuo Yuxi only felt the warm and humid air coming from beside her ear, and she couldn't help but feel flustered. She tilted her head to one side, not looking at Wen Qiang, and said in a low voice: "You have a home of your own, why won't you go back? What are you doing going to my place?"

  He was moved by her charming and seductive appearance, his courage suddenly increased, another hand reached out to hold her waist, the tip of his nose smelled the virgin fragrance coming from her neck, strongly suppressing the urge to lick her smooth skin, he said: "I'm a little kid, if I go home late my butt will suffer..."

  Zuo Yuxi puffed out a light laugh and said: "Little kid, do you dare to speak to others like that? Let me tell you, once you're at my place, your butt will still have to suffer!"

  "I'm not afraid..."

  Zuo Yuxi spun around, emerging from Wēn Chén's arms like a butterfly. She stood elegantly under the night sky, her clear and cold face reflecting the twinkling stars. Her black eyes seemed dreamy and illusory. Her sleeves fluttered, and her dark hair swirled around her, making her look like an immortal being. She gazed at Wēn Chén's silly expression, pursed her lips, and smiled: "You're not afraid, but I'm scared of you!"

  She faced the warmth, her hands clasped behind her back, swaying gently, her figure undulating, one step at a time retreating to the front of the car, her back leaning against the car, her fingers interlocking and flipping upwards over her head, stretching out a languid waist, then suddenly turning around and getting into the car, her small white hand waving outside the window, leaving behind a series of crisp laughter.

  He stood with his hands in his pockets, a smile on his face as he watched her leave. The night was cool and the streetlights shone like beans. Who knew that this young man, who had been posing so confidently, was now filled with regret: "Damn it, I've been blinded by her beauty, and now I've been played by this little girl. What am I going to do now?"

  Just as she was hesitating whether to turn back with a thick face, a voice came from behind. Wen Qing turned her head and saw Ji Su running out of the yard, her ponytail swaying back and forth, looking extremely cute.

  Ji Su stopped in front of Wen Cang, panting heavily due to intense exercise, "Wen...Wen Cang, I..."

  "Don't be in a hurry, I'm not going anywhere. Come on, take deep breaths... inhale, exhale..."

  Ji Su really took three deep breaths under his command, her red lips opening and closing, her small face rising and falling, and her already developed beautiful and plump body also rose and fell with each breath. It wasn't until she finally calmed down that she hurriedly said: "I thought you'd left! Wen Rong, if I don't get to thank you in person tonight, I won't be able to sleep all night!"

  Although she forced a smile, the sadness in her eyes couldn't be concealed. Wen Liang knew that once hurt was formed, it usually took years of time to heal a little, but anyway, this result was much better than before.

  "Don't be polite, Ji Su!" Wen Xiao rarely spoke without joking, and said in a soft voice: "There are some things that I may not be suitable to say, but I believe you will understand them yourself and handle everything well. You know, from junior high school to high school, you have always been the most beautiful, smartest, and kindest girl in your classmates' eyes. I hope this beauty, intelligence, and kindness won't be damaged even a little bit by some small setbacks and difficulties in life. Promise me, okay?"

  Ji Su bit her lower lip, and the crystal clear tears welled up in her eyes. She suppressed the urge to throw herself into Wen Chen's arms once again, grasping his clothes tightly with both hands and nodding vigorously: "Mm!"

  In the end, Liu Tian had to trouble himself to send Ji Su back home first, then send Wen Qian. When they stopped in front of the gate of No. 7 Courtyard, Wen Qian smiled and said: "Director Liu, I've dealt with Zhihe at Qingyi Middle School before, he's really something! This was Wen Qian speaking from the heart, at this age, someone who can be as awesome as Little Liu's godfather is absolutely worthy of being called "really something".

  After what happened tonight, Liu Tianlai didn't dare to take Wen Qian's words lightly. He didn't know the reason and couldn't ask, thinking that Liu Zhihe had offended Wen Qian at school. In his heart, he scolded: "This stupid kid is so blind, who dares to offend anyone? I'll break your legs when we get back!" On his face, he smiled awkwardly: "I don't dare, I don't dare!"

  Wen Cheng didn't know that his words would make Bo Cai Xiao Jiao Fu suffer a bit. He was telling the truth, but he didn't think about how Liu Tian Lai's performance tonight would be so enchanting and shocking, making him nervous and frightened. Suddenly coming out with such a sentence, if he didn't get confused, it would be a waste of his brain!

  Just as I was about to sneak back into my room, the living room light suddenly turned on, and Wen Huiming sat on the sofa, frowning and saying: "Where have you been? You're so late coming back?"

  Wen Qian smiled and sat down, asking in return: "It's so late, why haven't you gone to sleep yet? Looking at your worried face, is something wrong in the city?"

  Lao Wen was easily diverted by Xiao Wen and said, "Huh, about the Qinghua Factory... first tell me where you went?"

  The ball kicked back again. Wen Xiang heard Qing Hua Chang's eyebrows jump, and he didn't answer Wen Huai Ming's question, but asked directly: "What's the matter with Qing Hua Chang?"

  Wen Huaming was at a loss, and explained: "There's been an internal struggle at the Qinghua Factory. One of the deputy factory directors has been taken down, and Xu Fuyan asked me to discreetly find out what's going on, see if there's an opportunity to work from within, find a way in..."

  What's this? Did you sleepwalk and bring a pillow? Wen Jing waved her hand with a big smile, somewhat like a majestic sweep: "Dad, your information is outdated, no need to ask around, this matter has already been settled!"

  Wen Huaiming stared at his son with a dumbfounded expression, unsure of what to say.