After the contract was signed, Haijiao and Wutang officially became partners.
Of course, they established business connections secretly.
On the surface, Haijiao was still a foreign company, and Wutang remained the largest criminal force in the North District.
They seemed unrelated, but they had a very close upstream and downstream relationship.
Huo Ai had to ensure a stable supply and also maintain quality control.
So, in the two months following the signing, Huo Ai went out to sea quite frequently.
However, during the days when Huo Ai was not in the country, Dong Enyu took care of the Antique business.
During this time, she had dinner with Di Wei twice, but they were large gatherings with all the newly appointed leaders of Wutang, including Luo Ye.
After each dinner, Luo Ye would always find time to be alone with Dong Enyu, even if it was just for thirty seconds.
This inexplicable persistence didn’t bother Dong Enyu, as long as Huo Ai wasn’t around, the woman didn’t mind.
What did bother her was that Zhao Han never showed up.
After several dinners, Zhao Han’s absence puzzled Dong Enyu.
Since the relationship with Wutang’s Boss was already public, why avoid meeting? As for the reason, even if Dong Enyu racked her brains, she couldn’t figure it out, so she simply gave up.
When the time came, Zhao Han wouldn’t be able to hide even if he wanted to.
“When are you coming back?” In the bedroom, Dong Enyu lay on the bed, video chatting with her boss, Huo Ai.
The woman seemed to have just woken up, her long black hair resting on her shoulders, looking a bit lazy.
The tear mole under her right eye made her look particularly charming, like a seductive fox.
Dong Enyu pulled up the screen and sat up, watching Huo Ai toss aside a face towel and take the opportunity to ask about her return.
“At the earliest, two more days.” After washing her face, Huo Ai looked much more refreshed, her black eyes bright and spirited.
Two days… Dong Enyu tilted her head, lost in thought.
“Snap out of it,” three minutes later, Huo Ai’s voice came through the speaker again.
By then, the woman was fully dressed, adjusting her shirt collar.
“Did you stay up late last night? Where did you go fooling around?” She glanced at the screen, noticing Dong Enyu’s poor complexion, with two dark circles prominently on her face.
“Nowhere,” Dong Enyu ruffled her fluffy hair and bent down to fish out a few DVDs from under the bed.
“I finished watching a drama last night, an undercover series.
I originally wanted to watch it with you, but since you were out at sea for so long, I finished it first.” Dong Enyu casually showed a few covers, emphasizing the word ‘undercover,’ but Huo Ai didn’t react much.
“Really? You still have the mood,” the woman skillfully tied her tie, managing to do it perfectly even without a mirror.
“Find a few more for us to watch together when I get back.” Even though Huo Ai’s expression was indifferent and her tone was flat, Dong Enyu could sense Huo Ai’s subtle thoughts, feeling a warmth in her chest.
“Honestly, I like watching with you, especially when you hug me from behind and hold me with your legs.
It feels really good.” Dong Enyu smiled naturally, without any unnecessary pretense, speaking from the heart.
Who doesn’t like being cherished? “I also like putting my hand on your chest and rubbing.” Huo Ai tied up her long hair, taking a small advantage with her words.
Hearing this, Dong Enyu squinted her eyes and leaned forward, casually unbuttoning two buttons of her nightgown, revealing an enticing chest.
“Do you want to?” With a teasing posture and ambiguous words, Dong Enyu smiled slyly, her fingers undoing the buttons of her nightgown.
“Want what?” Huo Ai was about to put on her suit jacket but stopped when she saw Dong Enyu’s appearance, crossing her arms, curious about what the woman was up to.
“Phone sex,” Dong Enyu said bluntly, her face not turning red.
She shrugged and laughed, “If you want, I’ll give it to you.
How about it?” In her eyes, modesty was just a form of playfulness.
Basically, Dong Enyu was straightforward.
If Huo Ai wanted it, she didn’t need to pretend to be innocent.
Long-distance relationships often have such scenarios, right? Even though they weren’t a couple.
Unexpectedly, Huo Ai was calmer than she anticipated.
The woman crossed her arms, staring at the screen until Dong Enyu’s enthusiasm was almost extinguished before responding, “No, I want to wait until I get back to let it all out.” With that, Huo Ai glanced at her watch, seemingly having an appointment.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting sick from holding it in?” Dong Enyu didn’t rush to button up her clothes, instead lazily lying back on the pillow.
“No,” Huo Ai picked up her suit jacket, gesturing for Dong Enyu to put her clothes back on before leaving.
“Thinking of you, playing by myself is just as good.” Her final words disappeared from the screen, leaving Dong Enyu lying on the bed, repeatedly pondering, and eventually chuckling.
Huo Ai, this serious woman, also had such a playful side.
A few minutes later, Dong Enyu regained her spirits, remembering she had things to do.
She needed to buy toiletries, so after freshening up, she changed into casual clothes for going out, skipping heavy makeup.
With Huo Ai not in the country, Dong Enyu had the chance to “take a break” for a few days.
Feeling a rare whim, Dong Enyu took a car to the commercial district alone, fully embracing a vacation mindset to shop at the department store.
However, after browsing a few floors, her good mood was immediately ruined by an unexpected encounter.
Just as she finished shopping on the women’s clothing floor and was about to take the escalator upstairs, she caught a glimpse of a bright figure out of the corner of her eye, and her hair stood on end.
Without a word, she stepped onto the escalator, only to hear a voice behind her, “Excuse me, let me through, thank you!” Before long, she felt a weight on her waist as someone joined her.
“So cold, seeing me and running away.
At least say hello, Aunt Dong.”
That bright figure was indeed… “Yong Le.” The words that came out of her mouth weren’t filled with hatred, but rather a deep sense of helplessness and powerlessness.
As the escalator reached the floor, Dong Enyu stepped forward, shaking off Yong Le’s arm.
She walked ahead without looking back, but Yong Le wrapped an arm around her shoulder, their stumbling appearance drawing the attention of the sales clerks.
Finally, unable to stand Yong Le’s clinginess, Dong Enyu pulled her into a quiet corridor.
“What are you doing here? Don’t you know the news is reporting extensively on the murder of a councilor? Don’t you know Wutang is hunting for you? And yet you dare to stroll around so openly!” Dong Enyu was in full lecture mode, not understanding why Yong Le was here.
Anyone with common sense who had the awareness to flee wouldn’t return to the country for two or three years.
Yong Le, hearing Dong Enyu’s scolding, wasn’t angry.
Instead, she smiled even more brightly.
“Dong Enyu, you really care about me.” As soon as she finished speaking, her hands roamed inappropriately, only to be pushed away by Dong Enyu’s knee.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting caught?” Dong Enyu adjusted her disheveled collar, giving Yong Le a sidelong glance.
“Don’t worry, I’m in disguise.” Yong Le slightly lowered her sunglasses, her so-called disguise was merely wearing sunglasses.
Such a flimsy disguise, only Yong Le would have the guts to pull it off.
Dong Enyu frowned slightly, placing her hands on Yong Le’s shoulders to prevent her from getting too close.
Even through the dark lenses, she could feel the other’s persistent gaze, as hot as flames… “Why did you come back?” Yong Le’s appearance indeed surprised Dong Enyu, but her reason for appearing concerned her even more.
“Ran out of money? Planning to kidnap me again?” As a victim, Dong Enyu showed no fear.
Facing someone as unpredictable as Yong Le, Dong Enyu couldn’t use a normal mindset to guess her thoughts.
Yong Le, pushed to the point of irritation by Dong Enyu, simply turned sideways, pulling the woman’s hands over, and in one swift move, squeezed into her embrace, wrapping her arms around her.
She leaned in close, whispering into her ear with a smile, “Being alone overseas is so boring.
Every day is so lonely and empty.” Lonely? Empty? Dong Enyu stopped struggling, but that didn’t mean she agreed with Yong Le’s words.
How could a woman with so many treasures be lonely or empty?
Yong Le pressed forward, trapping Dong Enyu between the wall and her embrace, leaving no gap as she held her tightly, feeling her warmth, inhaling the familiar scent of her perfume, the touch of her hair on her fingers, the warm breath with each exhale, the slightly parted, moist lips, the woman’s unique teasing smile… It was Dong Enyu.
“Seeing you smile so wickedly, you must think I’m lying, right?” Yong Le turned her head, noticing Dong Enyu’s strange smile, immediately putting on a displeased face.
She pinched Dong Enyu’s chin, lightly biting her nose, an intimate gesture only lovers would do, yet it was so practiced between them.
“I think about you every day.
As soon as I stop working, your image, your voice, your warmth appear in my mind.
I miss you so much it’s driving me crazy.
Damn it.”
This must be what they call lovesickness, right? Dong Enyu squinted her eyes, only able to see her own expression in the lenses.
She was genuinely puzzled by Yong Le’s words.
“But you changed your phone, so I couldn’t contact you.
Luckily, I caught you today.
It seems the heavens aren’t too harsh on us.” Yong Le smiled roguishly, like a mischievous child who just received a reward, showing a bit of innocence, unaware of the vastness of the world.
“Now that you’ve seen me, can you let go?” Dong Enyu punched Yong Le’s shoulder a few times, not really wanting to push her away.
For some reason, seeing Yong Le again didn’t make Dong Enyu angry.
Logically, she should hate the woman who pushed her into the abyss twice, wanting to kill Yong Le on the spot… But Dong Enyu didn’t have that hatred.
Instead, her heart felt a bit sore, just a little pain, a little cold.
“Don’t even think about it,” Dong Enyu’s words ‘let go of me’ made Yong Le quite unhappy.
The woman tightened her arms, as if wanting to merge the woman into her body.
“Dong Enyu, I won’t let go, and you better not expect me to let go.” What she said, Dong Enyu understood immediately.
“I’m saying you’re holding me so tight I can’t breathe.
Can you loosen up a bit so I can catch my breath?” Dong Enyu twisted Yong Le’s arm hard, finally making her relent.
“A long-awaited reunion is never enough,” just as Dong Enyu turned to leave, Yong Le ‘thumped’ her hands against the wall, trapping the woman within her sight.
“The hotel is too far.
How about we relieve some ‘lovesickness’ in the bathroom?”
