Chapter 108 No, it's just no.

Guard Headquarters Office.

Wu Sibao leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his face grim.

Jiang Jun sat opposite him, cracking sunflower seeds, his lips moving rapidly, throwing the shells onto the table with a crackling sound.

With three hundred yuan in my pocket, I was overjoyed.

Director Li's methods are brilliant.

Officially, they suspended salaries for three months and were harshly criticized.

But secretly, he had Liu Zhongwen send him three hundred legal tender.

What is this?

This is trust!

This shows that you value it!

Jiang Jun became increasingly smug, and he ate his melon seeds even more happily.

Wu Sibao's face grew increasingly grim.

Liu Zhongwen just came to give him a lecture on behalf of his elder brother, scolding him severely and forcing him to apologize to Wang Xuesen.

Apologize?

Do you expect me to apologize to that pretty boy?

Wu Sibao was so angry that his temples throbbed.

The key is that bastard Jiang Jun.

The fact that Mrs. Okamura was present in person was not mentioned at all.

He ended up running to his older brother to complain, spouting a bunch of impassioned nonsense, only to be outmaneuvered by Wang Xuesen and end up getting a "fool" rating from his older brother.

Wu Sibao grew angrier the more he thought about it, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped Jiang Jun, who was eating sunflower seeds, on the back of the head.

Snapped!

Jiang Jun stumbled forward and nearly hit his head on the table.

Sunflower seed shells were scattered all over the ground.

He covered the back of his head, turned around with a bewildered look on his face:

"Brother Bao, why did you hit me?"

Wu Sibao stared at him and said coldly, "Do the melon seeds smell good?"

Jiang Jun paused for a moment, still with sunflower seed shells on his lips, and nodded subconsciously.

"It smells so good..."

Wu Sibao's eyes widened, and he slammed his hand on the table.

"Are you bored and have nothing better to do?"

Jiang Jun was startled by his fierce expression and jumped up from his chair, standing ramrod straight.

"No, no, Brother Bao, I have something to do, something important!"

"I need to keep an eye on things at Fudan University. I'll go right away!"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already dashed out the door.

It runs faster than a rabbit.

He knew all too well that when Si Bao lost his temper, he would really beat people up.

The office fell silent.

Wu Sibao sat back heavily in his chair, feeling a tightness in his chest.

He glanced casually at the watch on his wrist.

Aizhen has been staying with Wang Xuesen for some time now.

It's just an apology, isn't it?

It's just a few words, why are you talking for so long?

He irritably stubbed out his cigarette and lit another one.

Suddenly, I was startled.

Holy crap.

not good.

That bastard Wang Xuesen is really eyeing Aizhen.

If no one is watching, he'll probably...

Wu Sibao felt all the blood rush to his head.

Damn it, we've walked right into the lion's den!

He threw away the cigarette and rushed out of the office like the wind.

People in the corridor were knocked off their feet by his collision.

He cursed as he ran, his footsteps echoing like drums in the hallway.

"Aizhen!"

"Aizhen!"

Anxious shouts echoed throughout the corridor.

The passing agents looked at each other, none of them daring to utter a sound.

Inside the office of the head of the interrogation room.

Yu Aizhen knelt in front of the sofa, her eyes red-rimmed and her lips glistening with tears.

Upon hearing the commotion outside...

Wang Xuesen quickly grabbed her hair and tossed it aside like trash.

Waaah!

Yu Aizhen stumbled and fell to the ground, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.

You bastard, you almost suffocated!

There wasn't time to yell.

She gave Wang Xuesen a disapproving look, then quickly walked to the dressing mirror in the corner.

Her fingers flew as she gathered her disheveled hair and pulled up the collar of her knitted sweater.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped away the drool and tears from her face.

She then took out her lipstick and powder compact and quickly touched up her makeup.

It took less than half a minute from start to finish.

The speed was so fast that even Wang Xuesen, who was watching from the side, was speechless.

Clearly, she had quite a few affairs while she was with her ex-husband, so she's very experienced.

"Sister Zhen, you're scolding me."

Wang Xuesen winked at her knowingly and slowly re-fastened his belt.

Yu Aizhen took a deep breath, her eyes darted around, and she immediately got into the zone.

"The one surnamed Wang!"

She suddenly raised her voice, glared at him, and began to berate him.

"Don't think you can bully my Sibao just because you've joined the company now!"

"Let me tell you, no matter how capable you are, you're still an outsider!"

The sound was sharp and bright, with extremely strong penetrating power.

Footsteps were approaching in the corridor.

Yu Aizhen stood with her hands on her hips, her scolding growing more and more intense.

"I'm only apologizing to you today because I'm giving you face!"

"If you push them too far, the brothers of Sanhetang won't be trifled with!"

"I'm warning you, be more careful next time!"

She slammed her hand on the table, making the porcelain teacup tremble.

"Si Bao can tolerate it, but I can't!"

Wang Xuesen leaned against his desk, arms crossed, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.

"Sister Zhen, you've misunderstood."

He casually flicked his sleeve.

"I'm just feeling sorry for my brother-in-law, aren't I?"

"You keep going to Suzhou, do you really think Sibao is stupid?"

Yu Aizhen's expression changed instantly.

Wang Xuesen didn't give her a chance to react at all, and continued, "Besides, how could I dare to bully my brother-in-law?"

"If it weren't for his sake, I would have shot Chiang Kai-shek's men last night. Just one sentence—that he intended to assassinate Mrs. Okamura—and who would dare say a word?"

Yu Aizhen retorted, "Whether it's worth it or not is our business, none of yours!"

"If you dare to spout nonsense to Sibao again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

After saying that, she glared fiercely at Wang Xuesen.

In those eyes, there was a hint of charm mixed with anger, and a touch of tenderness wrapped in hatred.

Any man who saw this would melt in his bones.

Wang Xuesen rushed forward, grabbed her, and then shoved a handful of pills in his hand to vent his anger.

Outside.

Wu Sibao's fist had already slammed into the door panel.

Boom boom boom!

"Aizhen! Aizhen!"

Wang Xuesen released his grip, walked over unhurriedly, unlocked the door with a click, and opened it.

Wu Sibao stood coldly at the door, his bloodshot triangular eyes scrutinizing Wang Xuesen warily and carefully.

shirt.

Dress pants.

zipper.

They were all buttoned up.

Then his gaze quickly passed over Wang Xuesen and landed on Yu Aizhen inside the room.

Lipstick, okay.

The clothes were neat and tidy.

Hair, neatly combed.

Finally, he quickly scanned the room again.

There were no wrinkles on the sofa.

The teacups on the table were still steaming.

Sigh.

It should be nothing serious.

If these two were really up to something, they wouldn't be arguing while doing business together, would they?

Wu Sibao's anxiety subsided temporarily, but the dissatisfaction on his face remained.

He frowned, his tone curt: "You two can talk all you want, why did you lock the door?"

Yu Aizhen, hands on her hips, glared at him and retorted, "What do you think?"

Wu Sibao was stunned.

That seems to be true.

Wang Xuesen just mentioned something other than Suzhou, specifically the medication.

If anyone were to find out about these messy things, my "lifelong reputation" would be completely ruined.

That's right, locking the door is understandable.

He pursed his lips and didn't pursue the matter further.

"Brother-in-law, sit down for a while and have a cup of tea," Wang Xuesen said with a smile, gesturing with his hand.

Wu Sibao ignored him with a long face.

He strode over, put his arm around Yu Aizhen's waist, and said in a tone that clearly conveyed his intentions: "Zhenzhen, come on, I'll take you home."

Yu Aizhen obediently moved closer, glancing back at Wang Xuesen before leaving.

That one glance—it was hard to tell if it was hatred or lust.

It's incredibly complicated.

She followed Wu Sibao, her high heels swaying as she walked.

Damn it.

.

She's quite the actress, good at pretending.

Wang Xuesen couldn't help but laugh when he thought about the obsequious look on her face as she knelt down just now.

He shook his head, closed the door, and sat back down on the sofa.

The sweet, cloying scent of Yu Aizhen's perfume still lingered on the leather sofa.

He leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and savored the moment.

It has to be said that Yu Aizhen truly deserves to be someone who was toughened up by society at a young age.

She had the same cherry-like lips and was doing the same job, but she was far superior to Wanjia.

At least this skill of holding one's breath can't be mastered without more than ten years of hard work.

Wanjia wasn't even worthy to carry her shoes, let alone be such an experienced technician.

The difference is indeed quite large.

Wang Xuesen took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled one out, and put it in his mouth.

Just as it was about to be lit.

He sniffed, and his fingers suddenly stopped.

Holy crap.

Wash your hands immediately.

Although Yu Aizhen often ate with Ye Jiqing, she was also forced to undergo a physical examination every month.

But who knows if she's gone out to sneak around and gotten pregnant these past two days?

What if some unscrupulous person sends her something dirty? Wouldn't she be in trouble?

Thinking of this, Wang Xuesen felt a chill run down his spine, quickly stood up, and strode to the sink in the corner.

Turn on the tap.

Make lots and lots of soap.

Yes, I feel a little more at ease now.

He shook the water droplets off his hands and walked back to his desk to sit down.

Yu Aizhen's move was a significant step forward.

This woman is shrewd, shrewish, greedy, and lustful.

But one thing is certain: she did have feelings for Wu Sibao.

When Wu Sibao called her from outside, her first reaction wasn't fear of being arrested, but rather heartache that Wu Sibao would be upset if he found out.

When she tidied herself up, her quick and efficient manner revealed her care for Wu Sibao.

This could be a potential breakthrough.

A woman who cheated on her husband and felt guilty about it.

They are easier to manipulate than those who are cold-blooded and ruthless.

But then again, all I gained today was a verbal advantage.

They are still far from truly bringing Yu Aizhen into their camp.

She felt that her status was not high enough.

Once the channels for American goods are secured, and Ye Jiqing gains more influence, Yu Aizhen will naturally reconsider her position.

When the time comes, things will fall into place naturally.

……

Inside the car.

As Wu Sibao drove, his eyes kept glancing at Yu Aizhen's face in the passenger seat.

Yu Aizhen leaned back in her chair, her head turned toward the window.

The street scene outside rushed past, but her pupils remained unfocused.

He was completely out of his mind.

Her mind was completely filled with the passionate and wild scene that had just unfolded in Wang Xuesen's office.

White Rose, that slut, usually talks a lot of nonsense, but this time she wasn't lying.

That guy surnamed Wang is indeed a beast.

Just thinking about this.

Her chest heaved violently, and her breathing became rapid.

Even now that she's sitting in the car, she can still feel that suffocating sense of oppression.

I was in such a rush in the office just now.

I was in such a rush in the office just now.

She was so busy touching up her makeup and fixing her hair that she didn't have time to properly straighten her clothes, and now she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Zhenzhen".

Wu Sibao finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He swallowed hard, his tone laced with a strong sourness and a hint of probing.

"That bastard Wang Xuesen, he didn't bully you, did he?"

Yu Aizhen was completely absorbed in her own reminiscence and didn't hear what he said at all.

"Aizhen, Aizhen!"

"Are you alright? What are you staring at?"

Wu Sibao frowned, his brows furrowing, and asked impatiently.

Yu Aizhen's heart skipped a beat. She tidied the stray hairs by her ears and pouted, saying:

"What are you thinking about?"

"That's Number 76, it's packed with people."

"No matter how bold Wang Xuesen is, what can he do to me in his office?"

"Besides, they have a beautiful woman named Su Wanjia in their family."

"That figure and that face aren't any better than mine."

"What kind of thoughts could someone have about a woman like me who already has a child?"

"It's just a matter of showing concern."

Upon hearing this, Wu Sibao let out a cold snort, his face full of resentment:

"Who does he think he is!"

"Who are you to care about my woman?"

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, his tone carrying a hint of forced pride:

"I often stay up most of the night these days."

"You're being pampered so well, do you really need his concern?"

Yu Aizhen turned her head away, pouted, and rolled her eyes.

Most of the night?

That's because I didn't sleep most of the night, and I forced myself to stay there and act with you while I was feeling nauseous!

But she quickly forced a charming, gentle smile onto her face and lightly pinched Wu Sibao's thigh:

"That's right, our Sibao is so amazing now."

"Who does Wang Xuesen think he is?"

"We don't need to get angry with him."

This statement hit Wu Sibao right where it hurt.

His tense, dark face finally relaxed, and he chuckled dryly, "Zhenzhen understands me best. By the way, what should we do with this kid?"

Yu Aizhen's smile faded, replaced by a serious expression:

"Wang Xuesen is currently enjoying immense popularity."

"His connections and intellect are simply beyond our reach."

"Especially Sister Ye's side."

"Didn't you hear how doting your sister-in-law was when she mentioned it? She spoke to her like she was talking to her own son."

"Go and steal his thunder now."

"Using your left hand to slap your right, embarrassing your elder brother—do you think he'll be happy about that?"

As Wu Sibao listened, his brows furrowed into a knot.

Although he was extremely unwilling, he knew that Yu Aizhen was right.

In the world of No. 76, the most important thing is to be sensible and follow the leader's lead; otherwise, falling behind will be troublesome.

"but……"

Yu Aizhen changed the subject, deliberately lowered her voice, and leaned closer to Wu Sibao.

"When I came out of my older brother's office just now, he specifically told me something."

Wu Sibao immediately perked up his ears and leaned forward:

"What did my brother say?"

"Liu Zhongwen's undercover agents discovered that Wang Xuesen has been frequently sending letters to a dead mailbox recently."

Yu Aizhen stared into Wu Sibao's eyes, her tone becoming very serious.

"My brother wants you to go and keep an eye on things personally."

"Alright, you're not going to sleep tonight. Go and keep watch near that dead mailbox."

"Once you get the letter, hand it over to your eldest brother tonight."

"This matter is of great importance; I don't trust anyone else to do it."

Wu Sibao's eyes lit up immediately, a fierce glint flashing in his triangular eyes.

"I knew that kid was no good!"

"If I find out he's guilty of anything, I'll skin him alive!"

Yu Aizhen patted the back of his hand and gently comforted him, "If he really has a problem, then he's just asking for trouble, and he can't blame anyone else."

"But if there's no problem, you should quickly try to smooth things over with him."

"At that time, I... I'll naturally have to go to his house to play cards too."

The mere mention of going to Wang Xuesen's house to play cards made Yu Aizhen's heart flutter.

The flame that had been forcibly suppressed began to surge wildly within his body again.

Wu Sibao, however, was completely oblivious to her odd behavior and instead chuckled dryly.

"Playing cards is fine."

"But you absolutely have to call me to pick you up."

Yu Aizhen rolled her eyes in annoyance and poked his forehead:

"What do you mean?"

"Do you suspect that I'm having an affair with him?"

She deliberately put on a stern face, pretending to have suffered a great injustice.

Even if I really had that thought.

"I've been so tired of you doing this to me every day lately, I feel like I'm about to throw up."

"I don't have the energy to think about other men!"

She knew all too well where Wu Sibao's Achilles' heel was.

They would say things that Wu Sibao liked to hear, and coax him into submission.

Upon hearing this, Wu Sibao burst into laughter:

"That's it! That's it!"

"Only I can deal with my wife."

He slowed down and glanced down at the address Yu Aizhen had given him.

Then, he stepped on the brake and stopped the car on the side of the road.

"What's wrong?" Yu Aizhen looked at him in confusion.

Wu Sibao deftly pulled the handbrake, removed the car keys, and handed them over.

"We're not far from that dead mailbox."

"I'll find a hidden surveillance point right now."

"You can drive back yourself."

Yu Aizhen took the key and gave him a reproachful glare.

Wu Sibao smiled and asked, "Why does my elder brother value me so much?"

"Isn't it because they like me because I'm diligent and proactive?"

As he spoke, his large hand, rather unruly, slid down Yu Aizhen's thigh.

Yu Aizhen felt a sudden panic.

The clothes inside weren't organized yet, and there was no time to clean them.

If he were to follow the clues and uncover the truth, that would be disastrous.

She quickly slapped Wu Sibao's hand away, glaring at him seductively, "What are you doing!"

"It's broad daylight, and they're still out on the street."

"We'll talk about it when we get back tonight."

A hint of suspicion flashed in Wu Sibao's eyes, but his face became even more obsequious:

"Then give me a kiss."

Yu Aizhen did not refuse, obediently closed her eyes, and turned her face towards him.

Wu Sibao grabbed her neck and kissed her passionately.

After a long while, Wu Sibao reluctantly let go of her.

He got out of the car, stood by the roadside, and waved to Yu Aizhen in the driver's seat.

"Drive slower."

"Okay, be careful."

Yu Aizhen smiled sweetly, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

Wu Sibao stood there, watching the car disappear into the distance.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared.

His initial smugness was instantly replaced by a chilling, menacing aura.

He raised his hand and vigorously rubbed his lips with his thumb.

"Pooh!"

He suddenly spat on the ground.

wrong.

This doesn't taste right.

A terrifying glint flashed in Wu Sibao's triangular eyes.

The lipstick is wrong too.

Before meeting Wang Xuesen, Aizhen had just had tea and eaten fruit and pastries at Ye Jiqing's place.

When he entered his office, he clearly remembered that Aizhen's lipstick was already somewhat faded.

The color is very uneven, and even the corners of the mouth are a bit faded.

But he saw it clearly in the car just now.

Aizhen's lipstick is not only evenly applied, but also extremely glossy.

That was just added!

Who is Wu Sibao?

Captain of the 76th Guard Brigade!

Director Li's most capable subordinate!

He could detect the presence of anti-Japanese elements and secret agents hiding in the shadows with just a sniff; no one could escape his keen eyes.

Could he possibly hide these little tricks about women from him?

Do you really think he's the kind of rough, brute, and good-for-nothing who only knows how to fight and kill?

He didn't know that before.

It wasn't that he wasn't clever enough to find clues; he just didn't want to know and was too lazy to investigate.

Aizhen went to Suzhou to find Chen Gongbo's secretary. Since the secretary held a high position, he could pretend to be stupid and let others laugh at him behind his back.

Wang Xuesen? Absolutely not!

Why would a woman rush to reapply lipstick after meeting another man?

There are only two possibilities.

Either a kiss.

Or is it...?

Wu Sibao sniffed again, carefully discerning the lingering scent on his lips.

Besides the French perfume that Ai-zhen often uses.

and also……

Damn it!

This smell doesn't smell like a normal kiss at all.

It seems more like the latter.

Grass!

Wang Xuesen, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!

Wu Sibao's face changed drastically, the veins on his neck bulged, and he kicked the roadside utility pole wildly.

His worst fears came true.

Wang Xuesen made a move against Ai Zhen!

……

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