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At 11 p.m., in the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, the thick glass completely shut out the damp and stuffy air from outside. The aromatherapy humidifier on the desk slowly released a delicate sandalwood fragrance, adding a touch of tranquility to this presidential suite that was filled with an atmosphere of power and ambition.

Lu Chen changed into a dark blue silk bathrobe, holding a half-glass of amber-colored whiskey in his hand, the ice cubes gently clinking against the glass.

He was waiting for someone.

"Click".

The door was gently pushed open, and the boy, still in his combat uniform, walked in, his handsome features revealing a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

Just now, she had already reported to Superintendent Cao and the Assistant Commissioner of Police on Hong Kong Island via a secret channel. On the other end of the phone, the two old foxes were practically ecstatic—the execution of Guan Caiba and the acquisition of the original ledgers of the Zhongdao Group—these two major cases that had shaken Southeast Asia were closed in one day. They had even begun discussing on the phone what kind of medals to apply for for Ya Zi and Chen Jiaju.

But the boy knew very well that without Lu Chen, today's scene outside the Kuala Lumpur High Court would only have left Chen Jiaju's corpse and a chaotic mess for the Malaysian police. Without Lu Chen... these two cases might never have collided at all.

"You're back?" Lu Chen didn't turn around; his voice was deep and magnetic.

Ya Zi bit her lower lip, like a lost kitten, rushed forward, hugged Lu Chen tightly from behind, and pressed her face against his broad back.

"Ah Chen... what exactly happened today?" Ya Zi's voice trembled slightly. "Tian Yangsheng and the others appeared at the perfect time. And Cheng Siying and Sang... you deliberately left an opening for them to escape, didn't you?"

Lu Chen put down his wine glass, turned around, and casually pulled the imposing Interpol senior inspector into his arms. He looked down at her slightly bewildered beautiful eyes.

"Want to know the truth?" Lu Chen's slender fingers gently caressed her fair cheek.

The boy nodded, his eyes resolute.

"The truth is simple." Lu Chen's tone was as calm as if he were talking about tomorrow's weather. "Whether Guanchai Ba lives or dies is what the Malaysian police care about; whether they can get the ledgers is what Interpol cares about; but what I care about is the secret Swiss bank account in Cheng Siying's possession that involves more than a billion US dollars."

The girl's body jolted violently. She looked up at Lu Chen in disbelief: "Over a billion... US dollars?"

"That's all the wealth that Guanchai Ba has accumulated over the past ten years in Southeast Asia. If this money stays in the bank, it will only rot or end up benefiting those foreign executives," Lu Chen said with a faint smile. "That's why I had Tian Yangsheng release Cheng Siying. Only when she's in dire straits will she feel that there's no place for her in Malaysia anymore. And Wang Jianjun has been waiting for her at the dock for a long time."

As the girl listened to the intricately linked scheme, a wave of surprise washed over her, but even more so, a feeling of inexplicable grievance washed over her. She buried her head in Lu Chen's arms and mumbled in a low voice, "So, you still don't believe me, right?"

"Do you think I would sabotage your plans for a task assigned to me by the police, or for that so-called 'justice'? In your heart, do you really think I'm that 'fair'?"

Lu Chen felt the resentment of the beauty in his arms, sighed helplessly, and tightened his arms around her even more.

"Fool, how could I not believe you?" Lu Chen said gently. "But I know my son is a good policeman with an overflowing sense of justice and absolute loyalty to his badge, which is why I chose to keep it a secret. If I told you in advance that I was going to carry out a double-cross under your nose, you would definitely be torn between two choices. If you help me, you'll break your oath; if you arrest me, you won't be able to bear it."

Lu Chen lowered his head and kissed the crown of her head: "I didn't tell you because I wanted you to remain in your purest state amidst that chaos. That way, you can retrieve your ledgers, rescue your juniors, and complete your mission as an Interpol officer with a clear conscience. All the 'irregularities,' all the 'double-crosses,' I, Lu Chen, will bear the burden. You only need to be the righteous hero who successfully completes the mission, without having to face any moral dilemmas."

As the girl listened to Lu Chen's explanation, the grievances in her heart melted away like snow being warmed by the sun. She suddenly raised her head, and her previously confused eyes now shone with an unprecedented fervor.

"That's not it! Ah Chen, you're wrong!" Ya Zi reached out and gripped Lu Chen's robe collar tightly, her tone more serious than ever before. "That's right. I always thought that being a police officer was the most important part of my life, that justice was above all else. But after meeting you, I realized that you slowly replaced everything else. You are the most core and irreplaceable part of my life!"

"If needed, I'd do anything for you! Even take off this police uniform, even betray so-called dogma!" Her face flushed, her breath quickening. "What I truly care about is whether you see me as a lover you can fight alongside. I want to stand beside you, whether in the sunshine of Jiahe or in the shadows of the distillery!"

Lu Chen was slightly moved.

He originally thought that the best gift he could give to these female confidantes was "purity" and "stability," but he forgot that some of them did not want to be hothouse flowers.

"It was my oversight," Lu Chen cupped her face, his eyes filled with emotion and pity. "Since you've said that, I promise you that in the future, whether in Hong Kong, Malaysia, or Japan, wherever Golden Harvest is on its chessboard, there will definitely be a place for you."

"Anyway, this mission was a complete success, wasn't it?" Lu Chen pinched her nose with a mischievous smile. "You got the ledger, Chen Jiaju killed Guan Caiba, and I hitched a ride too. Everyone's happy, except for those ruthless bandits who've already gone to meet their maker."

Seeing that Lu Chen had finally revealed his true feelings and that his words were full of trust in her, the little bit of pride in Ya Zi's heart finally vanished. She grinned her cute little tiger teeth, a hint of wildness and playfulness in her eyes.

"Hmph, that's a fairly satisfactory explanation. However... as compensation for keeping this from me, tonight, I'm in charge."

She extended a slender, green finger, lifted Lu Chen's chin, and then declared domineeringly, "Tonight, I'm going to be on top!"

Lu Chen chuckled, then casually scooped up the beautiful policewoman and strode towards the large European-style bed that could comfortably accommodate dozens of people for a meeting.

"Yes, sir."

……

The next day, it was sunny and sunny.

Golden light spilled onto the sheer curtains of the French windows, giving the interior a dreamlike hue.

Lu Chen got up early. He stood by the bed, looking at the girl who was still curled up in the blankets, her round, fragrant shoulder exposed, looking drowsy. Last night's "punishment" had clearly left her somewhat exhausted, and she was now breathing evenly and sweetly like a hibernating animal.

"Get up, you little sleepyhead." Lu Chen patted her with a mischievous smile.

"Ugh...no...Chen, you're so mean..." Ya Zi closed her eyes, grabbed a pillow to cover her face, her voice carrying the coquettishness and laziness of early morning.

"We have important business to attend to today; we're going to meet a very important person." Lu Chen handed her her clothes. "Awen and Huizhong are already waiting outside."

"What time is it?" She sat up, rubbing her aching back. The silk slipped down her body, revealing a large expanse of her skin.

"It's nine o'clock," Lu Chen tossed her a dignified long dress that had been prepared beforehand. "Wear this, and look more dignified."

After half an hour.

At the hotel entrance, three bulletproof Mercedes-Benzes and a stretched Lincoln were ready to depart.

Tian Yangsheng, still dressed in a black suit, stood beside the first car, observing his surroundings with a cold expression.

Lu Chen led Ya Zi and Ruan Wen out.

At this moment, Ruan Wen was wearing a perfectly tailored light gray suit jacket paired with a matching pencil skirt, her long hair styled in an updo, exuding a sophisticated air. The "Overbearing Flower," on the other hand, was still in her black secretary outfit, appearing poised and capable.

"Boss, the appointed time is almost here," Ba Wanghua reminded him softly. "Old Guo is always very punctual."

Lu Chen nodded, and the four of them got into the back seat of the stretch Lincoln.

The convoy slowly drove out, passing through the increasingly bustling commercial district of Kuala Lumpur, and headed towards a heavily guarded private estate in the mid-hills.

"Who are we going to see?" the girl asked curiously. She could sense that the security level for this trip was even higher than when she had met with Malaysian officials before.

As Lu Chen watched the tropical greenery rushing past the window, his tone became somewhat solemn.

"Mr. Guo, the richest man in Malaysia and the sugar king of Asia."