Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

"understood."

"When Young Master Wang was pursuing you, he saw that woman in Shanghai. I've seen her information."

As Wang Xuesen spoke, he lifted her rosy cheeks and kissed her lips.

"Are you crazy!" Su Wanjia was stunned.

Before she could react, Wang Xuesen had firmly kissed her sweet red lips.

"Ahem!"

Wu Sibao, being very perceptive, turned his head away.

Wang Xuesen didn't care.

He's a playboy, so he's not embarrassed; it's others who are embarrassed.

After a passionate kiss, Wang Xuesen released Wanjia, whose face was flushed, and walked over with his luggage: "Sister, please forgive my embarrassment. Since I went to the mountain city with Grandpa, Wanjia and I haven't seen each other for quite some time. I've been missing my wife terribly."

Yu Aizhen looked him up and down a few times, then smiled sweetly:

"I understand. A day apart feels like three autumns. Your brother-in-law and I have been there too."

"My brother is a bit darker and stronger than before."

As she spoke, she pretended to be concerned and reached out to pinch Wang Xuesen's arm, which was all muscle and tendons.

It's so hard!

Wang Xuesen cursed the woman under his breath for being cunning, then gave a helpless, bitter smile: "Sister, don't even mention it."

"This mountain city is like a volcano, the sun is relentless. My old man even arranged a boxing instructor for me, and he makes me practice boxing every day."

"My skin is all peeling off from the sun."

"But you, sister, are becoming more and more elegant and graceful. Your husband is truly blessed."

His gaze lingered greedily over her face and chest before he raised an eyebrow and looked at Wu Sibao:

"What, aren't you going to introduce me to your brother-in-law?"

Wu Sibao was over 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. His face was full of menacing features, and beneath his thick, broom-like eyebrows were a pair of leopard-like eyes and an upturned nose. He looked like a born fierce and wicked person.

"Wu Sibao!"

"My godfather, Elder Ji, is a disciple. We hadn't even talked about that back then."

Yu Aizhen introduced with a smile.

"My brother-in-law is so lucky."

"Back then, the line of people eyeing Sister Zhen could fill Nanjing Road, but who would have thought she'd end up in her brother-in-law's pocket?" Wang Xuesen said with envy.

"yes!"

"It's all thanks to Elder Ji. Young Master Wang, whose 'invitation' came to Shanghai this time? There are quite a few powerful figures in Shanghai these days."

"Without a powerful figure protecting you, it's not easy to move forward."

Wu Sibao chuckled and stuck out his feet.

"Brother-in-law, just call me Xuesen."

"I came to Shanghai on the occasion of a secret telegram from my teacher's wife, Chen Bijun, to respond to my teacher's great cause. I will rely on my sister and brother-in-law for care in my work and life from now on."

Wang Xuesen smiled humbly and shook hands with Wu Sibao in a very friendly manner.

Upon hearing that it was Chen Bijun who had recommended him, Wu Sibao's lips twitched slightly, then his smile became more obsequious:

"No, no!"

"Brother, you're Mr. Wang's student and favorite. Your future is limitless. You're practically protecting us."

"Just let me know if you need anything in the future."

"Alright, Mr. Fo Hai has prepared a welcome banquet at the Richard Hotel. It's getting late, let's go." Yu Aizhen stopped the two from exchanging compliments.

"Sister, Xuesen is covered in dust from his journey. Why don't you go home and tidy up first, so as not to offend Mr. Zhou and the others?" Su Wanjia's heart sank, but she changed the subject with a smile.

This meal was clearly a trap.

When Wang Xuesen first arrived, he didn't speak his mind properly, which could easily expose his deception.

"Wanjia, this is Mr. Zhou's instruction."

"Besides, there are plenty of good rooms in the hotel for Xuesen to clean."

"Let's go."

Yu Aizhen's tone seemed tactful, but in reality, there was no room for negotiation.

Wang Xuesen knew that anyone coming from Chongqing would be thoroughly investigated by the Wang Jingwei regime.

Even a secret letter from Chen Bijun wouldn't suffice.

There was no escaping this "sharp blow."

"Since it's Secretary-General Zhou's idea, let's go to the hotel first." Wang Xuesen secretly pinched Su Wanjia's thigh, signaling her to relax.

"Well, then I'll follow my sister and brother-in-law's arrangements." Su Wanjia gave a helpless smile.

……

Got in the car.

Wu Sibao drove, and Yu Aizhen sat in the passenger seat.

Wang Xuesen and Su Wanjia sat in the back row, sometimes holding hands, sometimes stroking Wanjia's plump legs and waist with his large hands.

Wow, the soft, silky feel is absolutely amazing.

No wonder Dai Li treasured the photos and couldn't forget them.

Su Wanjia cooperated gently and sweetly, only giving Wang Xuesen a shy glare when he touched her too blatantly.

The two were inseparable, truly treating Yu Aizhen and her husband as family.

"Stop being so lovey-dovey, let's get down to business," Yu Aizhen said, unable to bear their mushy display. She took a cigarette and elegantly held it between her fingers.

"It's all your fault, you made me a laughingstock with Sister Zhen again."

Su Wanjia blushed and quickly pried open Wang Xuesen's salted pig's trotter, which finally stopped the tingling sensation all over her body.

"Sis, what's wrong?" Wang Xuesen took out his gold-plated lighter, leaned over, and lit her cigarette.

"Mr. Zhou will personally host the welcome banquet tonight, with Directors Ding and Li as the main guests. With such a grand setup, it seems Mr. Wang intends to arrange for you to join No. 76." Yu Aizhen exhaled a puff of smoke and got to the point.

Wang Xuesen sneered inwardly. Wang Ershao was not a member of the intelligence system. In the past, he had mostly worked as a clerk and secretary around Wang Zhaoming.

Logically speaking, if Wang Jingwei wanted to trust and appoint Wang Xuesen to a key position, he should have done so now, when preparations were underway to return the capital to Nanjing and there was a lack of trusted confidants in charge of organization and political affairs.

He made an excuse not to attend the welcome banquet, and even Chen Bijun didn't show up.

They were assigned to number 76.

It's all nonsense about teacher-student relationship; that old fox Wang Jingwei was clearly on guard against me assassinating him.

Entering No. 76 was partly for their use, and partly for their surveillance and investigation.

On the other hand, Dai Li was certain that Wang Jingwei would arrange for him to join No. 76. It has to be said that Dai Li was quite shrewd; he had long since figured out Wang Jingwei's little scheme.

"I just can't stand the hardship of the mountain city. I want to spend a couple of happy days with Wan'er."

"As long as I can stay in Shanghai, I'm fine with being placed anywhere."

"Look at Shanghai, it's paradise on earth!"

"This is a place fit for humans!"

He took Wanjia's small hand in his hand, and they looked into each other's eyes, speaking tenderly.

"Xuesen, we're family, so I'll be frank."

"Sibao and I came to pick you up today on the orders of Director Li Shiqun."

"Director Li was personally promoted and appointed by Mr. Wang, and he single-handedly set up No. 76. It's just that some people are ungrateful and try to seize the mountain by taking a trivial matter as an imperial edict."

"You are Mr. Wang's beloved student, and you share the same roots as Director Li. You will likely be targeted in the future."

"It's always good to be cautious in everything you do."

Yu Aizhen's smile faded, and her tone became more serious.

Because she turned her head to the side, her chest was slightly deformed by the pressure of the seat, and the snow-white flesh of her heart-shaped neckline could be vaguely seen.

She was undoubtedly a beautiful and stylish woman; no wonder Hu Lancheng was later completely infatuated with her.

Wang Xuesen deliberately glanced at it, feigning inability to resist, and shrugged in confusion: "Sister, I'm new here, I don't know who these 'certain people' are?"

"Ding Mocun, Director Ding."

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