Quenching

Lady Jinqiu's eyebrows relaxed, and she uttered a sentence leisurely.

“If your daughter is obedient, I will repay you tenfold for the losses the casino has suffered these past few days. Otherwise, not only the casino, but also your clubhouse and mansion will be bulldozed cleanly, leaving not a trace.”

What do you want my daughter to do?

"Qi Wanyun, what a nice name, I like it."

Lady Jinqiu threw away the bell and left on her own.

Sheng Shanxing released Qi Shengmei, quickly caught up with Madam Jinqiu, stared intently at Madam Jinqiu's stunning face, and uttered a hateful sound.

"You have a group of men under your command, so why did you leave me behind? Why didn't you make a move when Qi Shengmei pulled out his gun? Instead, you hid and waited for me to make a move."

Sheng Shanxing's eyes flashed with unprecedented anger, and he felt deep regret, self-blame, and annoyance once again for going to protect Madam Jinqiu.

Madam Jinqiu closed her eyes, and a powerful force pushed Sheng Shanxing away once again. The petite girl with her hair tied in a high ponytail slowly pushed the wheelchair along the quiet street.

******

As the dewdrop disappeared from view, Wanli Fuguang gently placed the CD in the glaring sunlight, closed the door, and went downstairs to the Brilliant Financial Center. Long, straight hair, a perfect figure, and a beautiful face came into Wanli Fuguang's view.

"Hello, my name is Wanli Fuguang, and you are Qi Wanyun?"

"Yes, Dad said that if I work with you, I can earn money, right?"

Qi Wanyun put away the car keys, smiled, revealing shallow dimples, and her bright eyes subtly observed the handsome and dashing figure from behind, noting his perfect physique and guessing how many abs he had.

"My office is in a rice noodle shop, I hope you don't mind?"

Wanli Fuguang casually handed the car keys to Qi Wanyun, and the tips of Qi Wanyun's ears felt a little hot from the unintentional touch.

"It's ok."

Qi Wanyun answered cheerfully and started the Maybach with great excitement.

In the 2,000-square-meter rice noodle shop, Qi Wanyun was assigned a table and a bowl of beef rice noodles.

"Taste it."

Qi Wanyun gathered her hair, gave a thumbs-up, and Wanli Fuguang slightly smiled and opened his notebook.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Qi Wanyun pulled out a tissue to wipe her lips. Wanli Fuguang glanced at the remaining rice noodles on the table, handed her a notebook, and a table caught her eye. Qi Wanyun moved the mouse without hesitation.

"Boss, can I give it to you in two weeks?"

Wanli Fuguang paused with his chopsticks, raising an eyebrow slightly.

How many hours do you work?

"Almost two years."

Wanli Fuguang put down his chopsticks, got up, and started clearing the dishes. Qi Wanyun looked up, her eyes showing a hint of surprise.

"Boss, do you want me to go even faster?"

Wanli Fuguang chuckled softly, leaving behind a single sentence.

"Not in a hurry!"

He then sent the same form to his servant.

In the dark night, scattered specks of light fell on the CDs on the windowsill. Wanli Fuguang, his brow furrowed, longed to take Huang Qiaqia away, but he knew perfectly well where they could go.

Wanli Fuguang sighed deeply and stood up, staring at the work uniform of the rice noodle shop. He seemed to have thought of an idea. A cool breeze blew by, and suddenly, Wanli Fuguang was startled by his own idea and broke out in a cold sweat.

After a long while, as the moonlight faded, Wanli Fuguang, his eyes filled with determination, took out his phone and sent a message.

"Pat-pat." The robot sheep, which hadn't slept all night, seemed a little sleepy too.

Wanli Fuguang opened the door and greeted her respectfully.

"Master, thank you for teaching me the rice noodle recipe when I was a child. Now I make a lot of money with my rice noodle shop."

"You let me come and be the chef."

"How could I dare? Thank you for teaching me kung fu, wilderness survival skills, and other survival skills when I was a child, I..."

"Don't waste your time. How much? What do you need?"

"Back then, my father paid you a lot of money to teach me and Jin Xixing kung fu. Now I'm offering ten times that amount, hoping you can help me kill someone."

"Madam Jinqiu? I was her subordinate. You offered too little money to betray her."

Wanli Fuguang slowly raised his eyes, his gaze resolute and determined.

"It wasn't her, it was someone else."

******

Sunlight streamed onto the table. Wanli Fuguang stretched, threw off the covers, and lay back down after a while. Gazing at the ceiling, he pondered that he hadn't had such a peaceful sleep in a long time. The aromatherapy blended by Qi Wanyun made Wanli Fuguang feel completely relaxed.

Wanli Fuguang walked into the rice noodle shop with light steps and a smile on his face.

"Good morning, boss?"

Qi Wanyun, wearing an apron for a rice noodle shop, handed over Wanli Fuguang's breakfast with a bright smile.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Wanli Fuguang took the chopsticks handed to him by Qi Wanyun and invited her to sit down and eat rice noodles together.

"Boss, would you like to try some jianbing guozi?"

Wanli Fuguang reached out and took the jianbing guozi, slowly asking the question.

"It's a pleasure working with you. If there were other jobs available, would you be willing to take them?"

"Of course I do."

Qi Wanyun took a bite of her jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), her shallow dimples reflecting the morning glow beautifully.

"You trust me so much, and I haven't even paid you yet!"

"You're my father's friend, how could I not trust my own father?"

Wanli Fuguang nodded silently and handed over his notebook.

Qi Wanyun's eyes remained bright and sunny as she stared at the not-too-difficult task on her laptop. She put down her jianbing (Chinese crepe), took off her apron, and playfully raised an eyebrow.

"Boss, in addition to my salary, I still want to provide pick-up and drop-off service!"

Wanli Fuguang put down his chopsticks, nodded, took out his phone, and sent a message.

The light drizzle wasn't heavy. Downstairs at the Brilliant Financial Center, people wanting to go home could quickly find their mode of transportation by running a short distance.

As darkness fell, Qi Wanyun continued to stand on tiptoe, waiting for the familiar, tall figure.

The familiar Maybach came into view, and Qi Wanyun's dimples deepened. Unexpectedly, an unfamiliar figure barged in, with curved eyebrows that conveyed a sense of gentleness and consideration, and a unique and unrestrained shiny black earring.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was still work to be done in the company lab when I received the call."

Qi Wanyun held the thin towel, her eyes dimming slightly.

"Wanli Fuguang, is something the matter?"

"It's too thin, isn't it? Wait a moment."

After parking his car, Xing Songfeng rushed to a roadside shop without hesitation and grabbed a hairdryer, a thermos, a thick bath towel, disposable slippers, and more...

Looking at Song Feng's damp hair and skin as smooth as jade and as bright as moonlight in the front row, Qi Wanyun's originally cold eyes softened slightly.

"Hehe, why did you buy so much?"

"What are you standing there for? There's hot water in the thermos. I just bought the cup at the supermarket and grabbed it. It's still warm, drink some. I'll take you back to the rice noodle shop."

Qi Wanyun gathered her thoughts and gently wiped her hair.

"I don't have to go back to the rice noodle shop, I can go back to my own home."

Xing Songfeng fastened his seatbelt and remained silent the entire way.

******

"Clatter, clatter," the robot sheep finished its task and tilted its head back, waiting for its owner's praise.