Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

No matter how much a woman makes a fuss, it's all a small matter to a man who holds power. With the ASEAN Plus Three meeting officially starting, the two men were so busy that they were nowhere to be seen for several days.

Wu Meng wouldn't let Ouyang Zhen see Yao Gongyue. The little devil caused trouble every day, making the mansion a chaotic mess. Even after being "enlightened" by her friend, Ouyang Zhen didn't stop either. She either went on a hunger strike or sat there crying every day, and she looked more and more haggard each day.

The two men finally couldn't hold back any longer. Hong Jin called Wu Meng and sent someone to bring Ouyang Zhen to the official residence. The two women were together and finally calmed down.

"Sir, it's the young mistress on the phone!"

In the conference hall of the government building, during a break in a business negotiation meeting, Hong Jingang lit a cigarette, and his secretary came up to him and respectfully handed him his mobile phone.

The man glanced down at his phone, took the cigarette from his hand with his long, slender fingers, and offered it to Yuebao. "What's wrong, Yuebao?"

"Oppa~" Yao Gongyue complained in a seductive tone, "What are you doing? Aunt La called you several times, why did it take you so long to answer? Have you been bewitched by some other little devil?"

Hong Jin took a deep breath, gave his secretary a look, signaling him to move away, and sat down on the sofa with his long legs crossed. "If you keep causing trouble, I'll have A Meng take Ouyang Zhen away!"

"My mission failed before it even began," Yao Gongyue pouted in dissatisfaction, rolled her eyes, but still had to act cute. "No more trouble, no more trouble. I'm so obedient, please listen to my reasonable requests first!"

"Speak!" The man rubbed his temples, closed his eyes, and squeezed out a single word.

The morning meetings had left him with a headache. The government was just feeding a bunch of idiots who only knew how to line their own pockets. The ASEAN economic integration was such a great opportunity, but the proposals put forward by China were still unsatisfactory. He was so angry that he wanted to just strip the Minister of Commerce of his official position.

I finally got a chance to breathe, and that little devil is causing trouble again. There's never a day of peace for me.

“I want to go shopping with Zhenzhen, but Aunt La said that you don’t agree and she doesn’t dare let me go out. Hongjie also said that he is busy and asked me to call you!”

"Honey, what do you want to buy? Let Auntie La arrange for someone from the brand to come over and help you choose, okay?" the man coaxed patiently.

"No, I want to go shopping by myself. Shopping isn't about buying things, it's mainly about the atmosphere!" The little one said sweetly and coquettishly, being incredibly obedient.

“Yuebao, Ouyang Zhen is a guest. I can tolerate her failing me once, but if she fails me a second time, I won’t even be able to be her brother anymore!”

"We won't get lost, we won't get lost, Brother Jin, I promise, we'll just go shopping, get our nails done, and then look at the scenery before coming back, okay? At worst, you can send someone to follow us and pick us up when you're done tonight! Okay?"

Unable to resist her persistence, Hong Jin had no choice but to use his good friend as a shield, saying, "If Ouyang Zhen can persuade A Meng, I can agree to let you go!"

"You said it, you can't go back on your word!" The little girl's voice trembled with excitement.

"The guards must accompany you, and the female bodyguards must not be sent away!" Hong Jin emphasized sternly. "Yuebao, last time you escaped, I was lenient with you; that was the limit, understand? Be good!"

"Okay, okay, I know. I have something to discuss, alright?" Having achieved her goal, she was incredibly obedient. The coldness in Hong Jin's eyes vanished, replaced by a gentle tenderness. "Hmm, so good. Once I'm done with my work, I'll take you back to China!"

"Okay, you go ahead and get busy. Love you, mwah!"

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and turned to look at the shocked Ouyang Zhen beside her. "See? Zhenzhen, you have to coax a donkey to stay still! Anyway, sweet words cost nothing, as long as you get what you want!"

"But, but, I really can't say it, Yueyue, I hate him!" Ouyang Zhen's eyes were filled with tears. "You and Hong Jin, at least you dated for a year, and you weren't that repulsed by him, but I can't, I really can't..." The distraught girl covered her face and cried. "From the first time we met, he forced himself on me. I was bedridden for a week and couldn't get out of bed. I really hate him so much..."

"Zhenzhen..." Yao Gongyue was moved by her words, her nose tingled, and tears streamed down her face involuntarily. "I hate Hong Jin too, really, he ruined my life..."

“My mom and aunt are heartbroken. I cry secretly every night. They have all their hopes on me. I can’t die. I have to escape back. You have to too, Zhenzhen. No matter how hard it is, we have to escape back. We’ll go back, find the best lawyer, and send them to prison!”

The girl's watery eyes shimmered, and within those clear, piercing eyes surged hatred. Stripped of all pretense, she was like a red rose blooming in the desert—stubborn, resilient, and unyielding.

“Yes!” Ouyang Zhen nodded with tears in her eyes. “He did such a thing to me and even shot at my brother. I will never forgive him. If I can escape back, I will sue him even if it means going bankrupt.”

"Wu Meng holds a high position and wields great power. You must be careful in dealing with him, Zhenzhen. Don't confront him head-on. You must use diplomacy and maneuvering, otherwise you'll be the one who suffers!"

Yao Gongyue looked at her former friend, who was as pure and noble as a magnolia flower, with concern. She remembered her friend in high school, wearing her school uniform and with her hair in a simple ponytail, smiling at her, "Yueyue, come on up, it's going to rain, let's go back together!"

Even though she herself was in a swamp and didn't know what lay ahead, she couldn't bear to see a pearl tarnished and a girl lose hope of living. She wanted to do everything in her power to save her from this predicament.

***

Wu Meng was in the middle of a military exchange meeting when he saw on his phone that it was a call from the adjutant he had sent to protect his young wife. He frowned slightly, got up, and left the meeting room.

"What's wrong?" he asked with a stern face. Every time she called, it was never good news.

"Ah Meng, it's me!" His wife's voice was as cold as ever, but it was less distant and indifferent than usual.

"Honey! What happened?" The man's tone softened unconsciously.

"I want to go shopping with Yueyue. Mr. Hong agreed to let Yueyue go out, but he said I need your permission to go out!" Ouyang Zhen asked tentatively, "Can I go?"

"Zhenzhen, it's not safe outside. What if there are bad people around if I'm not by your side..."

"In broad daylight, under the clear sky, what bad people could there be? You brute, what have you done wrong that you nag about your wife even when she goes out? Look at our brother, he agreed without a second thought!"

The phone was on speakerphone, and Yao Gongyue sensed something was off about his words, so she spoke arrogantly and sarcastically into the phone.

"Little thing, was it you who instigated her again?" Wu Meng's voice was deep and muffled, clearly carrying a hint of displeasure.

"Yeah, what can you do to me? I'm not afraid of you!" Yao Gongyue was fearless. She knew perfectly well that with Hong Jin around, Wu Meng wouldn't be able to do anything to her.

"Is that so!" Wu Meng sneered. "I just negotiated a new electronic tracking technology. Tell me, do you think A-Jin will like this gift?"

"Hehehe!" Yao Gongyue's arrogant laughter froze on her face. "Brother Meng, what are you saying? We're all friends, family. Why are you bringing up technical stuff? It's not that serious!"

She gave Ouyang Zhen a hard time and dared not utter another word. Damn it, these old men are all cunning; they're not to be trifled with.