“Are we meeting or not? If Dong Enyu doesn’t show up, Di Wei will have Luo Ye come and get her…”
Nowadays, no one dares to stop Dong Enyu from entering Star Diamond.
When she walks into the nightclub, the rows of female escorts only bow in welcome.
Even the Mama-san, who dislikes her the most, can only glare and puff, not daring to speak out for fear of displeasing Dong Enyu and having her say a few words to the Boss.
“Stop looking, the prince is here.” Di Wei came from the corridor, seeing Dong Enyu standing at the door looking around, he immediately went up to wrap his arm around her waist.
Who doesn’t know about his flirtatious ways? Spending three days and nights indulging at Star Diamond, changing women one after another, yet Zhao Han never steps in to stop him.
“Prince, you’re pressing on my wound.” Dong Enyu laughed as she pushed Di Wei away, putting some distance between them.
Di Wei let go and instead grabbed Dong Enyu’s arm.
“You’ve been healing for so long, does it still hurt? You’re not that delicate, are you?” The two of them got into the elevator, heading straight to the top floor’s best-viewed private room.
“Spill it,” Di Wei said as he took off his suit jacket after entering the room, comfortably crossing his legs on the sofa.
“What’s going on with you in Haijiao? I’ve been inviting you guys out these days, but only Manager Huo shows up.
She says you’re recovering, but it doesn’t seem that way?” Even if he’s slow, he can sense the unusual atmosphere.
Dong Enyu has lost her position.
“Getting demoted for poor performance happens often,” the woman said with a subtle smile.
“Manager Huo’s standards are too strict.
No matter what, the goods were recovered, and you got injured on the job.
There’s no need to be so harsh, right?” Di Wei shrugged, always feeling that Huo Ai is an unreasonable woman, too rigid and lacking in warmth, very old-fashioned.
“It’s tough being her subordinate, you’ve managed to stay for so…”
Di Wei’s words were interrupted by footsteps outside the door.
He suddenly jumped up, smiling, “They’re here! Come, let me introduce you to some big shots!” Both of them stood up as the waiter respectfully opened the door, and three elderly men walked into the private room, exuding an inexplicable pressure.
“Uncle Hua, Uncle Gu, Uncle Fan,” Di Wei bowed to the men, showing great politeness.
“This is Dong Enyu, the former hall member you mentioned before.
Dong Enyu, these are my Dad’s good brothers who helped him build his empire.
Come and greet them.” In front of these men, Di Wei lost his flirtatious demeanor, acting like a respectful junior.
“Uncle Hua, Uncle Gu, Uncle Fan.” Dong Enyu followed Di Wei’s lead, greeting them one by one.
The men didn’t have the flamboyant looks of underworld bosses but were restrained and strong.
They weren’t unsmiling, but their smiles didn’t look very friendly either.
After a brief greeting, they sat on the sofa and chatted about unrelated topics.
At first, Uncle Hua kept asking about the business in Di Wei’s hall, Uncle Gu was particularly concerned about the entertainment venues, while Uncle Fan didn’t worry much about these trivial matters.
However, Dong Enyu’s target was Uncle Fan, who had the deepest smile.
“Dong Enyu, you heard it, right? My uncles recognize your abilities.
If you can’t stay in Haijiao, feel free to come to Wutang and join us!” Di Wei’s polite image didn’t last long before he started getting cozy with Dong Enyu, hinting for her to return to Wutang.
“Besides, you’ve sacrificed a lot for this mission.
If you come over, we’ll offer better conditions than Haijiao.
If you want, I can let you handle business with Haijiao, so you can be on equal footing with Manager Huo.”
Dong Enyu spoke very little throughout, mostly pouring drinks for the Boss and the men.
“That woman is suspicious and paranoid.
It must be tough working with her, right?” Di Wei downed his drink in one go.
Tough? The woman put down the bottle, smiling, “I’m more interested in the power of the big brothers than being on equal footing with Manager Huo.
I heard before that Wutang has White Path backing it.
Today, I finally get to meet the big brothers.” When she mentioned White Path, her gaze turned to Uncle Fan, instantly sensing a strong response.
Not defensive, but… proud?
“That’s right! Thanks to Uncle Fan’s guidance, Wutang managed to stand firm so quickly.
If Dad hadn’t died early, he would have continued to expand Wutang’s influence!” Di Wei, slightly drunk, shouted like a young brat, causing the other big brothers to frown.
“You have the nerve to say that! Since you know your Old Man died early, you should take on the responsibilities of the hall, not just live off the land your Old Man built!” Uncle Hua snorted, reeking of alcohol.
“Lazing around all day, living off the past! Be careful, one day the young ones below will usurp your position, and you’ll be too late to cry!”
“Don’t worry! That’s impossible!” Di Wei waved his hands, smirking, “Even if they dare to touch me, they wouldn’t dare touch you uncles, so I can be at ease, right? If anyone has such thoughts, you uncles surely wouldn’t stand by, right?”
“You brat,” Uncle Gu spat in disappointment, “That’s because your Old Man is still around.
Once we’re gone, let’s see who’ll protect you!” The founding elders who built the empire with their bare hands could see the ambition stirring below.
If they weren’t all on Di Wei’s side, Wutang’s Boss position would have changed hands many times.
Yet Di Wei lacks crisis awareness, still thinking of himself as a protected child.
Dong Enyu sipped her drink, watching coldly.
Now she no longer needs to get involved.
“Uncle Fan, I’ve been thinking a lot for Wutang.
This collaboration with Haijiao is the best proof.
In the future, they’ll supply the goods, and you won’t have to go through the trouble of deploying police forces.” Di Wei propped himself up, leaning towards Uncle Fan like a child seeking attention.
“It does save trouble,” Uncle Fan shrugged.
He was of medium build and well-maintained for an elderly man.
“But in recent years, Old Chen hasn’t been managing the North District’s security much, probably thinking of retiring.
After all, at this age, he doesn’t want to fight and kill anymore.
Leave that to the young ones.”
“Perfect!” Di Wei suddenly jumped up, rudely placing one foot on the table.
“Let’s target the East District!”
His arrogant words caught Dong Enyu’s attention.
“What’s the biggest force in the East District? I remember it’s called… Ji Jie Society! Yes! Jijieshe!” The man, face flushed, rolled up his sleeves, looking ready for a fight.
“Watch me break into the East District! Then kick Ji Jie Society over! This way, Dad’s spirit in heaven won’t call me a brat anymore!”
“Bah! Just you, this punk?” Uncle Hua mercilessly criticized Di Wei, “Do you even know what Ji Jie Society is built on? They have organized and well-connected high-ranking officials in the underworld.
You, a bandit-raised brat, think you can kick them over? I suggest you save your breath, stabilize your position as Boss, and weigh your capabilities first.”
“Uncle Hua! How can you discourage your godson like that!” Di Wei complained, frowning.
Uncle Fan, who had been drinking, put down his glass and said calmly, “It’s because you’re our godson that we say this.
If you said those words outside, it would cause a big mess.
Why provoke others across districts? We don’t interfere with each other’s business, so follow the rules.”
“Tsk, can’t even talk big.” Di Wei slumped his shoulders, falling back onto the sofa, leaning against Dong Enyu.
That night, the woman spoke very little, as if she were just an audience, silently smiling.
Until the party ended, Di Wei, drunk, pulled Dong Enyu, saying he would take her home.
“Can you stand?” Dong Enyu supported Di Wei, looking up at the elevator floor indicator slowly descending.
“Let me tell you,” Di Wei swayed, leaning his head on the woman’s shoulder, “I will… definitely kick over… that… Ji Jie Society… and then… kick… South District… West District…” As he spoke, his words became slurred, mumbling complaints.
“Alright, you can kick however you want, but you have to go home first.” Dong Enyu sighed helplessly.
When the elevator doors opened, the woman almost pushed the man into the bodyguard’s arms.
“Hey! Where are you going… come back…” From a soft chest to solid muscles, Di Wei struggled to open his eyes and shouted.
After handing the man over to the bodyguard, Dong Enyu breathed a sigh of relief.
“Take the Boss home.
If he doesn’t settle down, call Zhao Han.” She gave simple instructions and walked away gracefully.
The bodyguard stood there, even doubting if he heard correctly.
The woman who once coveted the Boss actually let go of such a good opportunity and left directly?
Dong Enyu didn’t look back.
Although she reeked of alcohol, her steps were steady as she left the Star Diamond’s main entrance openly.
She didn’t hail a taxi, nor did she head towards the Employee Dormitory.
Dong Enyu wandered into a small community park, tightened her coat, and sat on a swing to sober up.
The night breeze messed up her well-groomed long hair, and the alcohol smell dissipated a lot in the wind.
A gathering.
All the woman wanted was a gathering.
Dong Enyu looked up at the pitch-black night sky, where two stars twinkled in the darkness.
On a cloudless night, the bright crescent moon was especially radiant.
Even the air became clearer.
“Ah…” Dong Enyu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
She heard her own steady heartbeat, thump, thump…
Unexpectedly, she was still alive.
It felt like a dream, those storms she had weathered, how unreal they seemed in retrospect? Yet they existed…
Dong Enyu took out her phone from her coat and called Di Wei.
The moment the call connected, the woman knew it wasn’t Di Wei on the other end.
“Hello, it’s me, Dong Enyu…” The woman squinted her eyes, a hint of a smile in her voice.
The other side didn’t speak, but she could hear Di Wei’s muffled shouting not far from the receiver, still clamoring about kicking over the East District, like a child throwing a tantrum for a toy.
If it wasn’t Di Wei answering, then who was it? Certainly not the bodyguard.
“I won’t return to Wutang, no matter what, I won’t go back,” Dong Enyu said, tilting her head to hold the phone, her legs gently pushing off the ground, slowly swinging.
“The conditions and treatment are tempting, but I have no reason to go back.
For now, I’ll just stay in Haijiao for a while…”
Only the creaking of the swing responded to Dong Enyu.
From start to finish, there was no movement on the other end of the call.
Was the person still listening?
Dong Enyu tiredly curled a faint smile, saying softly, “Do you think this is okay?”
Is it okay?
Do you allow it?
The woman’s light question was answered by the other party hanging up the phone.
Dong Enyu wasn’t angry; instead, she felt much lighter.
Rather than sneaking around, being ambiguous, it’s better to lay everything out in the open.
Wutang, she was no longer interested.
After Dong Enyu put away her phone, she took off her coat, holding the collar with her left hand and pinching the second button with her right hand.
With a gentle tug, the brown button was pulled off.
“Don’t worry,” the woman tightly held the button in her palm and looked up with a smile, “I’ll return your Di Wei to you.”
