Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Another night of heavy snow.

When Yao Gongyue woke up in the morning, she went through her washing and brushing routine almost with her eyes closed. She was too lazy to even put on makeup. She applied some foundation and lipstick, put on a down jacket, and then fell asleep on the sofa.

Having no other choice, Hong Jin carried her into the car and drove her all the way to the entrance of the Beijing Performing Arts Group. "We're here, Yuebao. Do you need your husband to carry you up?"

"You jerk, don't talk to me." She struggled to pick up her bag, got out of the car angrily, and walked inside without looking back.

The man shook his head and chuckled softly, lit a cigarette, and dialed Wu Meng's number.

"where is it?"

"Qianzi, come here!"

As the car started, it passed by a low-profile SUV with military license plates...

Upon entering the office area, Yao Gongyue, carrying a set of high-end cosmetics, knocked on the director's door. When she came out, she casually dismissed the fact that she had been absent from work for over a week.

"Yueyue, I've missed you so much! Where have you been? You didn't answer my calls or reply to my messages." Jin Yuanyuan pounced on her in an exaggerated manner, hugging her and trying to kiss her.

"Don't kiss me!" Yao Gongyue had already anticipated her actions and reached out to cover her mouth. "Let's talk this out. Don't just start kissing me right away."

"Fine, I don't care if you don't want to kiss me!" Jin Yuanyuan pulled her hand away. "Hurry up and come with me to film a video after work. Sales have dropped recently because you haven't been on camera."

The studio is now on the right track. Although it's impossible to make a fortune, what they earn in a month is equivalent to more than half a year's salary. Jin Yuanyuan even wants to quit her job and work full-time on live-streaming e-commerce.

"Okay, I have classes and review sessions in the evenings, so I can only stay for an hour. But on Saturdays and Sundays, I can stay a little longer."

"Okay!" Jin Yuanyuan nodded. "By the way, President Xu just said he wants you to go to his office. He probably wants to ask you about your absence from work. Good luck!"

"Why would a general manager like him meddle in these things?" Yao Gongyue wondered. Attendance was always the responsibility of middle-level managers, and usually, getting the director on board was enough. She never thought that the general manager would personally get involved. Since she started working at the entertainment group, she had only seen General Manager Xu twice, during large meetings. Her impression of him could be summed up in two words: male!

"Who knows? Go and see for yourself. Be nice to him, and just listen if he yells at you!" Her friend patted her on the shoulder, offering advice.

Yao Gongyue nodded and walked nervously toward the general manager's office at the far end of the office area.

A knock came at the door, and a sharp voice came from inside, "Come in!"

The moment Yao Gongyue pushed open the door, she was surprised to see a familiar face.

But what was his name again?

Xu Xiao sat on the opposite sofa, looking at the little girl standing at the door with a surprised expression, and said with amusement, "What? Little girl, don't you recognize me?"

"Hehe," Yao Gongyue laughed to cover her embarrassment, "Um, Uncle PLA, what a coincidence! General Xu isn't here, is he? Well, you're busy, I'll come back later."

"I'm here to see you. Come in!" Xu Xiao's low voice, slightly husky, was unhurried.

Yao Gongyue was puzzled. After she gave her statement, the police station never came to see her. Shouldn't the military handle missing persons cases? Why was he looking for her?

"Little girl, don't be nervous. I'm dressed in civilian clothes. I'm here in Beijing on vacation." He noticed her confusion, got up, poured her a glass of water, and handed it to her, trying his best to suppress his imposing aura.

"Uncle, what do you want with me?" She took the water glass but didn't drink it. She placed it on the coffee table in front of her, her clear black and white eyes full of doubt.

"You disappeared from Beijing a few days ago and then returned without a trace. Did something happen to you? Or did you encounter bad people? Don't worry, whatever it is, tell me and I'll help you!"

The man moved his tall, slender frame closer to her, his voice filled with worry.

"Ah? No, no need!" Yao Gongyue politely smiled, waved her hand and shook her head, "Thank you, there were no bad people, and I didn't encounter any trouble."

Xu Xiao frowned even more deeply. His explanation for her behavior was that she was afraid.

His people clearly found out that she was brought back to China on a private plane, and the man who brought her back was very mysterious, with no valuable information about his identity.

"Yueyue, don't be afraid. Tell me, who is that man? I will definitely help you solve this and won't let him threaten you again."

The man's resolute face carried a faint worry, and a subtle hint of affection.

Yes, she wasn't mistaken. In his eyes was the affection a man has for a woman. She was too sensitive to that kind of look, and alarm bells immediately went off in her mind. "No, you've misunderstood. No one is threatening me. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. We're going to take attendance soon."

She practically fled in panic.

I was distracted all day, and finally made it to the end of the workday. I walked with Jin Yuanyuan to the company parking lot.

After work, she would ride with Jin Yuanyuan to the studio. After finishing her work, Hong Jin would pick her up directly from the studio. However, before she could get in the car, a black SUV came from the opposite direction. The window was rolled down, and it was Xu Xiao.

"Little girl, get in the car!"

"No, I have something to do!" Her expression was distant, with a hint of defensiveness.

The man chuckled, "Who said they'd treat me to lamb spine hotpot when we get back to Beijing? I'm only free today. Get in the car, the People's Liberation Army soldiers aren't bad people."

Yao Gongyue, "..."

"If you're worried, you can bring your friend along!"

Yao Gongyue hesitated for a moment, her eyes glistening. Judging from his posture, he must have been waiting for a whole day. She turned to look at Jin Yuanyuan.

"Don't look at me, I'm busy. I have to launch new products today. If you have something to do, go ahead. We can talk about the video tomorrow." Jin Yuanyuan is now obsessed with money. She rushes to the studio as soon as she gets off work and has no intention of going out for leisure.

"Okay then, thank you for your trouble. I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow!" She smiled at her friend, waved goodbye, and got into Xu Xiao's car.

"Where do you want to go?" the driver asked casually as the car started to move.

"You choose, after all, I'm treating you, so it's up to you!"

There's a newly opened shop nearby with a nice atmosphere, why don't we go there?

……

The Chinese-style decor, though located in a bustling area, offers a tranquil escape and exudes elegance.

The two entered a private room on the second floor. Yao Gongyue sat down by the carved wooden window. It was very hot inside, so she took off her down jacket and wore a thin black sweater underneath. The sweater was an off-the-shoulder style. When she looked down at the menu, her thick black curly hair fell down, making her look like an angel who had fallen to earth.

The man opposite her was stunned. He had never known that a girl could be so beautiful and have such a sweet voice. Especially when she spoke, with that slightly coquettish, endearing tone, it sent shivers down his spine.

Hong Jin and Wu Meng dared not drink alcohol, fearing their wives wouldn't allow them to sleep together. Zhou Qian, while complaining, compromised. The men drove to a nearby teahouse to relax and unwind. Baru went to park the car, and the three of them headed towards the mall.

"Look, look! There's a fairy over there, so beautiful! She looks just like an AI model." Two high school students with backpacks in front of them were taking pictures with their phones and exclaiming in admiration.

"Where is it? I can't see it."

"Over there, by the second-floor window, the girl with the long, curly black sweater, do you see her?"

Black sweater, long, wavy hair?

Suddenly, the man who was walking upstairs stopped in his tracks and, as if possessed, looked in the direction the two men were pointing.