Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

The carved bronze door slowly opened, and the sunlight filtered through the glazed tiles of the Duan family's old house, casting colorful light and shadows on the bluestone slabs.

Meng Qiqi was wearing a moon-white cheongsam, with the buttons delicately outlining her slender waist. Meng Qinqin next to her was wearing a light pink dress and holding a carefully prepared thank-you gift.

The girl who left in a hurry on that rainy night ten years ago can now face the ups and downs of fate calmly.

"Uncle Duan!" Meng Qiqi saw Duan Cheng standing under the corridor from afar and walked quickly towards him.

Duan Cheng's temples were already gray, but he still stood tall and straight. He smiled, opened his arms, and embraced the two sisters: "You have grown so much."

His voice was filled with emotion. "The little girl back then, one has become a business elite, and the other has become a great painter."

As he was speaking, footsteps suddenly sounded around the corner of the corridor.

Meng Qiqi looked up, her heart skipping a beat—Duan Yu was leaning against a carved pillar, his black suit neatly dressed, the cufflinks on his cuffs gleaming with a cold light.

He put one hand in his pocket, a familiar smirk on his lips: "What a coincidence, Miss Meng Er."

Meng Qinqin keenly noticed the change in atmosphere and quietly tugged at the corner of her sister's clothes.

Meng Qiqi took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice calm: "Master Duan is here too."

Duan Cheng watched the subtle interaction between the two, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes: "Ayu, take Qiqi and Qinqin around. The old house has been renovated, I'm afraid they won't be recognizable."

"I'd be happy to." Duan Yu took a half step forward and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.

Meng Qiqi hesitated for a moment, but still took her sister's hand and followed.

The three of them strolled along the corridor, and the tinkling of wind chimes hanging under the corridor broke the awkwardness.

"It was here back then," Duan Yu suddenly stopped in front of a rockery, "you were holding Qinqin, soaking wet, hiding in the pavilion. You were only this tall then."

He held up his hand to indicate a low height, "but his eyes are as fierce as a wolf cub."

Meng Qiqi's memory was brought back.

That rainy night, she knocked on the door of the Duan family, covered in mud, and Duan Cheng took them in without saying a word.

Looking at the rockery in front of me at this moment, it seemed like a lifetime ago. "Thank you, Mr. Duan, for remembering."

She said calmly, "If it weren't for Uncle Duan, my sister and I..."

"So you're here to repay me now?" Duan Yu interrupted her, staring at her intently. "Then why don't you consider repaying me with your entire life?"

"Duan Yu!" Meng Qiqi's face flushed instantly and she subconsciously raised her voice.

Meng Qinqin on the side laughed out loud and quickly covered her mouth: "I suddenly remembered that I forgot something in the car, you guys chat."

After saying that, he trotted off, leaving the two of them alone.

The gurgling waterfall behind the rockery covered up the breathing of both of them.

Duan Yu took a step forward, and the scent of cedar mixed with tobacco enveloped Meng Qiqi: "Are you still angry?"

He reached out to touch the ends of her hair, but Meng Qiqi dodged sideways.

"I just came to thank Uncle Duan for his kindness." Meng Qiqi took a half step back. "As for other matters, I hope Master Duan won't mention it again."

"Other things?" Duan Yu raised his eyebrows. "Are you talking about the time we took the aphrodisiac together, or..." He suddenly lowered his voice, "the night you called my name in my arms?"

Meng Qiqi's face suddenly turned red to her ears. She raised her hand to hit someone, but Duan Yu grabbed her wrist accurately.

He pulled her closer, his warm breath brushing against her ears: "Qiqi, you obviously also..."

"Let go!" Meng Qiqi struggled hard, "What happened between Master Duan and me was just an accident!"

Duan Yu's eyes darkened, but he suddenly laughed out loud.

He loosened his grip and raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

He pulled out a brocade box from the inside pocket of his suit, "But you must accept this."

When the brocade box was opened, inside was an exquisite jade ring with the ring face carved into the shape of a fox, which was lifelike.

Meng Qiqi's pupils shrank slightly - this was the same design of the cufflinks he was wearing when she first rescued him at the airport.

"This is my mother's legacy." Duan Yu's voice was unusually serious. "She said she wanted to give it to the most special person."

He looked at Meng Qiqi's shocked eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips again. "Little fox, it seems you can't hide anymore."

Meng Qinqin's footsteps could be heard in the distance. Duan Yu quickly closed the brocade box and stuffed it into Meng Qiqi's hands: "Keep it safe, don't lose it."

He took a step back and resumed his cynical demeanor. "Let's go. I'll take you to see someplace fun."

Meng Qiqi held the brocade box, her heart beating like a drum.

She looked at Duan Yu's back as he turned around, and suddenly realized that this man who was always smiling seemed to be hiding more secrets than she had imagined.

And what kind of promise does that emerald ring represent?

The three of them walked through the winding corridor and came to an exquisite small garden.

The jasmine flowers in the garden are in full bloom, and the fragrance is everywhere.

Meng Qinqin was surprised and moved closer to the flowers to take pictures, but Duan Yu whispered in her ear: "You had the same smell at the hotel that day."

Meng Qiqi's face turned hot again, and she raised her foot to step on his leather shoes.

Duan Yu dodged quickly and ran away with a smile: "Come and catch me, little fox!"

Looking at his back, Meng Qiqi couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps, fate has always arranged a bloody dilemma.

This man who always made her angry and annoyed was unknowingly knocking on the door of her heart that had been closed for a long time.

----

half a month later.

The damp and musty smell mixed with the scent of rust penetrated her nostrils. Meng Qiqi's wrists were painfully tightened by the rough hemp rope. Under the black cloth covering her eyes, she keenly caught the sound of dripping water - this was the humid environment unique to abandoned factories.

There was a slight movement beside her, and she called out softly, "Sister, don't be afraid."

"The Meng sisters are very affectionate." A cold female voice sounded, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on broken glass came from far away.

A sneer appeared on Meng Qiqi's lips. Who else could have smelled this familiar scent of Chanel No. 5 perfume except Meng Qian?

The black cloth was suddenly pulled off, and the dazzling light made Meng Qiqi squint subconsciously.

Meng Qian was wearing a burgundy dress with a cigarette between her fingertips. Behind her stood six burly men holding daggers, all with green snake tattoos on their chests.

"Green Snake Gang? Uncle is really willing to spend a lot of money." Meng Qiqi glanced at the person behind the other party with a contemptuous tone.

"Shut up!" Meng Qian crushed the cigarette fiercely, stepping on her instep with her high heels. "Do you think you can sit back and relax just by climbing into the Duan family? Today I will let you know that the Meng Group will always be named Meng!"

She took out her cell phone to play a video. In the video, Meng Yi was holding a board meeting and announcing the return of Meng Qiqi's shares.

Meng Qinqin suddenly struggled: "How could you do this! Those shares belong to my parents..." Before she could finish her words, the strong man covered her mouth.

Meng Qiqi's eyes flashed, and she secretly calculated the time - forty minutes had passed since she sent the location to Xiao You. Judging from the speed of the Shadow Organization, reinforcements should be arriving soon.

"Do you know why we chose this place?" Meng Qian squatted down, scratching her cheek with her nails. "Even if Duan Yu used his connections, he wouldn't be able to find this military warehouse that was abandoned ten years ago."

There was a madness in her laughter. "As for the Dark Realm..."

Before he could finish his words, the iron door of the warehouse was suddenly blown open!

In the thick smoke, dozens of black shadows rushed in like ghosts.

Meng Qiqi's pupils suddenly shrank - it was not the shadows that came, but the people from the Dark Domain wearing gilded fang masks!

The leading man was wearing a black combat uniform, with a dagger on his waist that gleamed coldly. It was Duan Yu.

"Underworld?!" The Green Snake Gang leader's face suddenly changed. "Didn't you say that the Dark Realm wouldn't intervene?"

Duan Yu raised his hand to signal his men to stop, and slowly walked to Meng Qiqi.

He stretched out his hand to touch her face, but stopped in mid-air. Instead, he used a dagger to cut the hemp rope: "Who allowed you to touch my people?" His voice was so cold that it could freeze ice.

Meng Qian stumbled back, pointing at the two and screaming, "You guys have been colluding for a long time!"

She suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Meng Qiqi, "If that's the case, I'll die with you!"

At the critical moment, a sound of breaking air was heard.

Meng Qian was shot in the wrist and the pistol fell to the ground.

Xiaoyou, wearing a skull mask, jumped down from the ventilation duct, followed by dozens of Shadow members.

He knelt on one knee: "Boss, I'm late."

The warehouse suddenly fell into chaos.

Meng Qiqi pulled Meng Qinqin to hide behind a pillar and watched Duan Yu fight with the leader of the Green Snake Gang.

She was very familiar with the man's fighting style - every move was deadly, but he always maintained elegance.

When Duan Yu's dagger was against the other person's throat, she suddenly realized that the "dandy" appearance in the coffee shop was nothing but a carefully designed disguise.

"What should we do now?" Meng Qinqin asked tremblingly.

Meng Qiqi picked up the gun on the ground and pointed it at Meng Qian who was curled up in the corner: "Send them to where they should go."

She turned to look at Duan Yu, who was taking off his mask with a familiar smirk on his face. "Little fox, you won't thank me this time?"

The sound of sirens came from far away and it was obvious that someone was calling the police anonymously.

Meng Qiqi handed the gun to Xiao You, and with the other party's understanding look, she pulled her sister into the evacuation team from the dark zone.

The night wind blew past, wrapped in gunpowder smoke. She heard Duan Yu whisper behind her: "Next time you put yourself in danger, I will lock you up by my side."

On the way back, Meng Qiqi leaned against the window and watched the neon lights of the city pass by.

Duan Yu's hand suddenly came over, the warmth of his palm coming through the fabric: "Why don't you ask me for help?"

His voice was filled with subtle anger. "Or, in your heart, the Dark Realm and the Underworld...will never be as good as the Shadow?"

Meng Qiqi turned to look at him, the jealousy in the man's eyes almost overflowing.

She suddenly remembered the figure in the warehouse who was clearly extremely worried but pretending to be calm. She leaned her head on his shoulder and said, "Next time...it's your turn to protect me."

The car fell into silence, with only the sound of breathing.

Duan Yu's fingers gently clasped hers, and his thumb stroked the thin calluses on her palms - those were the marks left by piano practice.

He lowered his head and placed a kiss on the top of her head. The moonlight from the window poured in, adding an ambiguous footnote to this thrilling rescue.

In the dark, Xiao You put away his communicator and silently saved the video he had just taken of "The Savior of the Netherworld" into an encrypted folder.