An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 124 Abdicate and give way to talents

Huo Qingshan naturally pulled the person into his arms and asked, "You've lost weight?"

With a chuckle, Meng Youyou chuckled and reached out to pinch the man's earlobe. "You're quite the learner, always learning from your mistakes. You're a cunning old fox."

"No," Huo Qingshan said, tightening his grip on her lower back as if sensing something. "You've really lost weight."

With a soft sigh, Meng Youyou rested her chin on the man's shoulder, her neck finally relaxing. "So tired...so busy."

Huo Qingshan didn't reply, but silently moved one hand to the girl's head and gently rubbed it, then turned his head to rub his chin against her cheek.

Before long, Meng Youyou dodged the attack. She pulled out one hand and placed it on the man's chin, looking a little disgusted: "Ugh, you haven't shaved for days...it hurts."

Her tone was disdainful, but the hand that was covering the man's chin remained in place, circling and stroking it, as if sensing the length of the stubble.

That hand slid down to his face, cupped his cheeks, looked into his eyes, and asked, "I haven't seen you around lately, you haven't even had time to shave, are you very busy?"

"Hmm," he responded softly.

"Tired?"

Huo Qingshan pressed the person's head back into the crook of his neck, closed his eyes, and said, "Let me hold you for a while, then you won't be tired anymore."

His tone carried a hint of weariness, yet also a touch of dependence.

"Huo Qingshan".

"Ah."

Did you see the sunset just now?

"I see it, it's beautiful."

The rosy glow of the sunset gradually faded, and the moon appeared and disappeared intermittently.

A few meters down the earthen slope are two warehouses of different heights. Normally, this place would be seldom visited.

But... when Meng Youyou's gaze idly swept across the corridor between the two buildings, she saw a dark figure.

Instinctively, Meng Youyou shrank back and buried her face in the man's chest, whispering, "There are people ahead."

Huo Qingshan reacted quickly, turning his head to look closely, and saw a fast-moving black shadow that instantly disappeared behind the building.

He squinted, turned around, and whispered reassuringly, "It's alright."

"Who is that person? Did you see clearly?" The voice was muffled by the fabric of her clothes.

“It should be Zhong Heng and Zhang Yong,” the man said calmly, pulling the head out of his arms to meet her gaze. “So what if someone saw us? Your reaction makes me think we’re…”

He paused abruptly, not continuing, but instead gently pinched her cheek, a gesture that carried a hint of punishment.

Meng Youyou became interested and excitedly added, "Does it look like they're having an affair?"

His eyes gleamed with a strange light, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Huo Qingshan sighed helplessly and gave a soft "hmm".

Seeing this, Meng Youyou couldn't help but giggle, as if something had tickled her funny bone.

Huo Qingshan subtly glanced at the time on his wrist; the movement was very subtle, and the whole process took less than a second.

Meng Youyou noticed that, for some reason, after being with this person, she naturally developed such superb investigative abilities.

This change surprised even Meng Youyou herself. It's also possible that she inherently possessed this delicate and sensitive side, something she was born with, but her life had been too smooth before, and it hadn't had the opportunity to be developed. Only after meeting him did this hidden characteristic, lurking deep within her personality, finally see the light of day.

Meng Youyou pursed her lips, quickly adjusted her mindset, and casually asked, "Are you leaving? Still have work to do?"

His tone sounded relaxed and natural, just as it had been before.

Yes, faking emotions is one of the skills Meng Youyou has mastered on her own in the past two months.

Moreover, she found that her skills in this area were becoming increasingly refined; after all, once she spoke, even she herself couldn't detect the slightest abnormality.

Meng Youyou began to admire herself a little.

"Mmm," the man lowered his head and kissed the girl's forehead, "It'll be soon."

"Oh, so recently..." he paused, "you've been teaching at Fanzhou University lately?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

……

A private estate in the southern suburbs of the city.

With a loud bang, the ashtray on the table jumped up and then crashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"Useless trash! A bunch of useless things!" Xu Peng roared at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the empty hall, making everyone's eardrums ache.

Before he could finish speaking, he smashed the teacup on the table, hitting one of the people kneeling on the ground squarely on the forehead.

"Ah!" A shrill scream echoed through the hall once again.

The cup contained freshly brewed boiling water, and the scalding tea quickly boiled over, causing the people kneeling around it to suffer as well, but they endured it without making a sound.

The man's forehead still had damp tea leaves clinging to it, which looked green against the large, suddenly swollen red patch on his forehead, creating a stark and shocking contrast.

She continued to scream uncontrollably.

Xu Peng narrowed his eyes, a fierce edge flashing in them.

Chen Biao, who was standing at the front, noticed it and quickly turned his head to glare at the person who was wailing.

The cries stopped almost immediately.

Unlike the screams that had just filled the hall, a long silence lasted for five minutes, and none of the people kneeling on the ground dared to raise their heads or move.

Xu Peng slowly stood up, raised his arm slightly, and brought the cigar between his fingers to his lips, taking a deep drag.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of smoke escaped from between his teeth, enveloping his face in a hazy mist.

His gaze swept coldly through the smoke to his kneeling subordinates, then he looked up at Chen Biao and said, "Biaozi, what do you think I should do with them? They can't even handle such a small matter."

Chen Biao's back was already covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. The location that had been raided was under his command. The question posed now seemed to be asking for his opinion on how to deal with them, but in reality...

He forced a smile. "Boss, the police have suddenly become more aggressive lately. They've increased their crackdown. We've learned from past mistakes, so we've been very discreet this time, but it's still impossible to completely prevent them."

"Unpredictable?" Xu Peng repeated the phrase, then laughed as if he found it amusing, but the laugh looked rather sinister and terrifying to Chen Biao.

Xu Peng reached out and patted Chen Biao on the shoulder, "Biaozi, you've been with me for so many years, there's no need to say more about our relationship."

However, if someone is truly incompetent and has too many excuses, it might be better to step down early and hand over the reins to a more capable young person. That would be a good strategy.

Chen Biao remained silent, but the thought of the so-called capable young man mentioned by his boss instantly filled his chest with resentment, and he clenched his fists tightly.