I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Matsui Yukiko's long silence with a gloomy face made Jiangkou Issawa beside her feel very worried.

"Ms. Xuezi, we can't move Lusang. Let's arrest that kid and interrogate him. He shouldn't be in any danger."

Matsui Yukiko gave this subordinate a strange look and said, "If you are not afraid of Lu Sang's revenge, then go ahead."

Jiangkou Isze looked at the girl's slender back, unable to figure out her true intentions.

Everyone knows that Lu Pingsheng is rich, very rich. If you capture the people around him, you can get more money than they can earn from working for a lifetime.

But Miss Yukiko's strange look suppressed his restless thoughts.

After sighing heavily, he turned around and left the Special High Technology Department, and went to Yamazaki Restaurant to keep an eye on the brat.

If there is actual evidence, don't blame him for being rude.

Yukiko Matsui walked into her office, picked up the phone and held the receiver outside her shoulder.

Using his good hand to spin the phone number.

"Hello, this is Wu Ziyang's home." The woman who answered the phone had a gentle voice, making people feel the good times.

Yukiko Matsui held the microphone in one hand, staring at her empty sleeves, her eyes turning a little colder.

"I'm looking for Mrs. Wu." She said casually in Japanese.

The person on the other end of the phone breathed faster, and after a long while he said respectfully:

"Ms. Yukiko."

The corners of Yukiko Matsui's mouth curled up coldly. There have been too many things going on recently and she hasn't had a good play with her toys for a long time.

"Mrs. Wu, are you having a party?"

The French music on the other end of the phone was lazy and casual. She could imagine a group of gorgeously dressed men and women having fun in the warm living room with a fireplace.

In the past, she loved this kind of occasion the most because she liked the surprised expressions on men and women's faces when they saw her.

She hadn't attended any balls since the Far East Hotel bombing.

She no longer had a hand to put on her partner's shoulder, and the only hand she had left was the one that was covered in blood.

When she woke up from the operating table, she swore that she would find out the real culprit behind the explosion and break every bone of theirs inch by inch.

"Who's here?" Yukiko Matsui asked lazily.

Li Xiaoya on the other end of the phone smiled at Wu Ziyang who was looking at her, slightly tilted her body, and said:

"There are Durand and Louis, Lupin and his female companion, White Rose with a little girl, Mr. George and Mr. Wells..."

Hearing Lu Pingsheng's name, Matsui Yukiko sat up slightly and said, "I want to see you now."

Li Xiaoya was somewhat embarrassed, "Now?"

Business is more important. Matsui Yukiko snorted and didn't embarrass her. "Just tell her. Sakurako and I will go."

Li Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, and after Matsui Yukiko hung up the phone, she sat in a daze.

She really wanted to live with Wu Ziyang like this for the rest of her life.

But every time she did not make any movement on the day of transmitting intelligence, she would receive disgusting photos of herself.

There is her own, and there is also her and others.

She almost forgot what the men and women in the photos looked like. The disgusting poses and the intoxicated expressions on her faces made it impossible to tell that she was forced.

Besides, she volunteered at the beginning.

"What are you thinking about?" A mellow voice sounded from above my head, and then I was embraced by an embrace with a faint smell of tobacco.

Li Xiaoya quickly adjusted her expression and revealed a surprised smile.

"Sakurako called just now and said that Ms. Yukiko has been depressed since her arm was broken. I couldn't bear it so I invited them to come over..."

Wu Ziyang looked at the slight uneasiness on Li Xiaoya's face, bent down and kissed her forehead, "Silly girl, you are Mrs. Wu, you can invite anyone you want."

Li Xiaoya tilted her head and fell into his arms, rubbing against him like a kitten, "Thank you, Ziyang."

Wu Ziyang was so soft-hearted that he was about to say some sweet words when he heard laughter behind him.

I turned my head and saw the two of them standing there with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Durand pretended to be weak and leaned against Lu Pingsheng's arms, pinching her throat and saying:

"Thank you, Ziyang."

Lu Pingsheng pinched his cheek hard, "Silly, you are..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Pingsheng kicked him. "It's getting worse and worse. You two eavesdropped on the conversation between a couple. You two should be looked after."

Durand spread his hands, "The colorful world is intoxicating, I want to date every day!"

Lu Pingsheng did not comment. If he said that he and Xu Manhua were to get married, the couple would probably not be able to sleep well at night.

The group of people ignored Wells and the others who were dancing in the hall and went to sit on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

"Matsui Yukiko and Sakurako will be here soon, so you two should be careful."

Lu Pingsheng's eyes lit up after hearing this, "Ms. Yukiko? I haven't seen her for a long time."

Durand's eyes lit up even brighter, and he waved his arms exaggeratedly:

"Is Miss Sakurako the beautiful lady with dimples from last time? Ever since we last saw each other, her pretty figure has haunted me..."

Wu Ziyang looked at Li Xiaoya helplessly, "Xiaoya, you have to tell your friends in advance and be on guard against these two playboys."

Li Xiaoya covered her mouth and laughed, "Brother Ziyang, I don't believe you say Mr. Lu is a playboy. I have known Mr. Wu for so long, and this is the first time I see him with a female companion."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Feng Qingqing who was sitting lazily on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand.

He has charming eyebrows, exquisite hair, and every frown and smile is full of charm. He is a man who makes women feel ashamed of themselves.

It is no wonder that Lu Pingsheng, who had a good reputation, fell into depravity. He took her with him wherever he went these days, and they were inseparable day and night.

"Qingqing is a girl." Lu Pingsheng narrowed his eyes, looking like he was in love.

But I was complaining in my heart that this woman could spend more money than A Miao.

After all, the money Ah Miao spent was earned by herself, but this woman was just asking for money.

In the past two months, she dug an underground secret room for him in his house and charged him three thousand dollars. Now he takes her out for social events and charges her by the hour.

The extra task also paid her with ten large yellow croakers.

In comparison, this little brat A Miao earns much more than he spends.

Wei Miao, who was eating charcoal-grilled snow crab, sneezed.

Shizuka, who was helping her grill crabs, blinked, "Wei-san, are you catching a cold?"

Wei Miao rubbed his nose and said, "Someone must be missing me."

Shizuka's chubby little hands deftly peeled off the snow-white meat of the snow crab and said with a grin:

"I heard from Lu Sang that the mysterious spell for sneezing in your East is: first think, second curse, and third catch a cold."

When Wei Miao heard that it was Brother Lu who said that, he curled his lips and was about to speak, but then he sneezed again.

Shizuka chuckled, "Using Lusang's words, someone is scolding you."

In the private room next door, Jiangkou Yizawa and his colleagues huddled together, listening to the bubbling monkfish hotpot, the fragrant grilled crab, and the sizzling foie gras and beef tongue in Wei Miao's private room.

I swallowed a lot of saliva, but only dared to order the cheapest plate of rice sushi.

"Damn kid!" a colleague cursed in dissatisfaction.

Eguchi Issawa ate the cold sushi with no interest, thinking back to Matsui Yukiko's words:

"If you are not afraid of Lusang's revenge, then do it!"

He is a warrior of the empire, but he is afraid of a little idiot!