Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

“Okay, when do we leave?” Wu Meng agreed without hesitation.

"We'll leave in half an hour when Zhou Qian's men arrive." Hong Jin's face was expressionless, and he spoke in a calm tone from beginning to end, so calm that it was impossible to tell his emotions. However, Wu Meng, who had grown up with his good brother, knew that this was a manifestation of his inner demons corrupting his mind.

Hong Jin is a person whose inner thoughts are generally unfathomable. When he smiles, it doesn't necessarily mean he's happy; when he's angry, it doesn't necessarily mean he's truly upset. His most genuine emotion is actually this kind of calm, emotionless state.

Just like when he kills, even when he's in a bloodthirsty frenzy, he maintains this calm expression, sitting quietly and smoking a cigarette to suppress the rage in his heart.

Wu Meng raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "You're right, she's so smart, she'll be fine."

Hong Jin's eyes were cold and deep. He looked down at the small rose-shaped hair tie on his wrist, his hoarse voice filled with self-reproach, "No, no, she's timid and delicate. She must have been terrified to fall into the hands of bad people. She has no way to protect herself, Meng..."

In the desolate winter pavilion, the cold wind howled, and the man almost crushed the lighter in his hand. "A-Meng, make arrangements for your wife, and tell your mother and aunt that we're going to find someone. We won't be back for the next few days, so they can stay put."

After he finished speaking, he strode toward the helipad behind the villa, saying, "Hurry up, I'm waiting for you."

The phone in my pocket rang at that moment. I pressed the answer button, and it was Black Dragon's voice on the other end.

"Master!"

"Say!"

"Nohan went to the red-light district today and brought back a woman!"

The man who had been walking briskly suddenly stopped, his heart pounding, his knuckles white as he gripped his phone. "Who is it?"

"He deployed heavy guards and wouldn't let anyone get close. All we knew was that it was a friend of the prostitute named Linda who had been following him."

"Linda? Have you found any information about her?"

"She is Chinese and was tricked into going to Thailand and sold into prostitution in the red-light district. If there's anything special about her, it's that she underwent gender reassignment surgery."

Hong Jin's brows furrowed tightly as he carefully considered the information in Hei Long's words, a slight ripple appearing in his dark eyes. "Is her real name You Lili?"

"It should be! I've heard Nuohan call her Miss Lily."

Hong Jin exuded a strong killing intent, his voice filled with a chilling aura. He gritted his teeth and his thin lips were like knives. "The person Nuohan brought is the young mistress. Black Dragon, keep a close eye on her. Before I arrive, anyone who dares to touch a single hair on her head will be chopped off by me."

"Yes! Young Master!"

"Find a way to send a message to the young mistress, tell her not to be afraid, and that I will come to pick her up and take her home by tomorrow at the latest!"

After hanging up the phone, Hong Jin looked up at the vast white sky, closed his eyes, and exhaled two deep breaths. "Yuebao, I've finally found you!"

*******

On the other side, Yao Gongyue came out after taking a shower. Her usual skincare products were placed at the door, and even her hair drying cap, underwear, pajamas and slippers were bought according to her preferences.

Yu Lili is her good friend. They used to buy the same things, so she naturally knows what style she likes.

After changing into her pajamas, she went outside but didn't see Yulili. Only Nuohan was sitting on the living room sofa, holding a gun and wiping it back and forth to pass the time.

Seeing her come out, he tucked the gun into his waistband, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he walked up to her. Looking at her swollen half of her face, he wanted to reach out and touch it.

Yao Gongyue took a step back without making a sound, and the man's hand froze in mid-air.

"Are you hungry? Shall we go eat? Or should I have someone bring the food up?"

"Where's Lily? Can I eat with her?" she asked softly, her eyes glistening with a hint of caution.

"She has to go to work, she went to the club, and said she'll come see you again tomorrow morning!"

"How can we save Lily? She shouldn't be in a place like that."

"I don't know, it should be something that can be done by spending money." Nuohan took out his phone and said while operating it, "Do you want me to save her?"

Of course I want to; she's my best friend.

Seeing her conflicted expression, the man smiled slightly. "It's not impossible. As long as my dear wife says so, I'll listen to her."

"Don't do this, I'm not your wife." Yao Gongyue was almost in tears. This man was stubborn and wouldn't listen to reason. She really had no way to deal with him.

"I'm not asking you to agree now, but you'll be my wife sooner or later."

He put his phone in his pocket, strode over to the dining table by the French windows, and proudly showed it off, "Moon, come and see, I made a fruit platter, do you like it?"

Yao Gongyue looked preoccupied, shuffled over, glanced at the neatly cut fruit platter, and forced a smile, "It's fine!"

"Here, have a taste." Nuohan used a fruit fork to pick up a piece of orange and handed it to her.

Yao Gongyue glanced at him, unable to refuse, picked it up and put it in her mouth, "It's quite delicious."

Just then, a maid pushed in a food cart. Nuohan stood up and said, "Moon, I asked the most famous Chinese chef here to make this. Please try it."

The man carried the dishes himself, and the maid next to him picked up a plate of fennel fried dough sticks and handed it to her. "Miss, these fennel fried dough sticks are delicious. Would you like to try some?"

The girl, who was sitting with her eyes down, didn't pay attention at first, but when she heard "fennel fried dough sticks," her heart skipped a beat.

She used to throw a tantrum at Hong Jin and refuse to eat anything except her mother's fennel fried dough sticks. Hong Jin couldn't stand her nagging anymore, so he had someone airfreight semi-finished products from Beijing and made them for her himself before she calmed down.

This is a common household snack, not something a typical cook would make. Could it be...?

The girl's clear, bright eyes suddenly trembled. She looked up at the maid with a meaningful expression, swallowed hard, and said, "Nohan, I want to eat ice cream."

Upon hearing this, the man who was setting out the dishes frowned slightly, his handsome brows furrowing imperceptibly. "Your stomach isn't good; you can't eat cold food."

"I don't want to, I want to eat it, just a small bite, okay?" She looked at the man expectantly, with a hint of coquetry.

Nuohan's Adam's apple bobbed. "I'll have someone go and buy it."

"Go buy it for me yourself, I want strawberry flavor." Her voice was so sweet that it was easy to become intoxicated by it.

"Okay!" Nuohan didn't want to agree, but for some reason, the word just popped out of his throat as if it were out of his control. "Then you eat first, I'll go buy it!"

After the man left, Yao Gongyue's smile vanished instantly, her clear eyes fixed on the maid. "Who sent you?"

"Young Madam, the eldest young master said that you shouldn't be afraid, and he will personally come to pick you up and take you home by tomorrow at the latest!"

"Hong, does Hong Jin know I'm here?"

Before she could finish her sentence, tears streamed down her face. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She had forced herself not to think about him, and she should have forgotten him, but at this moment, she was all alone and helpless. Suddenly hearing him say that he would come to take her home, she felt an indescribable mix of emotions.

She turned her face away, looked out the window, wiped away her tears, and stared blankly.

Shouldn't he hate me to death? Shouldn't he quietly wait to see how miserable I am after leaving him? Or shouldn't he disappear and never care about her again?

Why did he come?

However, the heart cannot lie. The moment Yao Gongyue heard Hong Jin say that he would come to pick her up, she felt her empty heart suddenly settle down and feel at ease. The helplessness and fear that had been eroding her before disappeared without a trace at that moment. Suddenly, she was not afraid of anything.