Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

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.

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