Youchang paced the living room furious. He could not believe it. The damned man. He knew just how to punish him. He would sip not just every bit of that poison he tried to give his wife and his child, but he would also drink every drop of acid in Youchang's laboratory.. Rage ran through him. He gritted his teeth. Just then, the door swung open and Jiehong Liu stepped in his head hanging in shame.
"Have you found him?. Have you found the traitor." Jiehong was quiet. His head seemed to hang even lower. "I asked you a question."
Jiehong swallowed. He raised his head to look at Youchang's face. He knew he was damned if the truth eventually came to light. He was not very wrong anyways, he needed the money. He always did and still does. Besides, nobody was going to kill anybody. It was only meant to create a little chaos, that's all, but there was no way he could explain that to Youchang without having his head chopped off. He had never thought Youchang would react this way. He could not fathom why Youchang would want to defend his mere contracted wife.
"We could not get him sir. We tried our best, used all our trackers." He began. He had to shift all attention from his side.
Youchang looked down at his pale blue shirt and slowly began to unbutton it.
"Sir I personally believe that this might not be what you see it as." Youchang looked up at Jiehong's face. His eyebrows furrowed. Jiehong ignored his look and continued.
"This could just be a careless mistake of the cook, or even the house keeper. Nothing serious enough to get you worried."
Youchang tilted his head. A careless mistake? From the cook or even the house keeper? Jiehong knew very well that the house keeper was a robot. He stared hard into Jiehong's eyes, his gaze immediately fell to the ground.
He now understood that something was going on in Jiehong's head. Something he had to know about. Jiehong was just as smart as he was, and he knew his suspicion would increase his guard.
He laughed, trying his best to make it sound deep, hard and long, and ran his hand through his drk hair. Jiehong looked up. His eyes dancing, trying hard to hide his amusement.
"You are right Jiehong, this does not really deserve all the attention I am given to it. I leave it to you." He said, moved closer to Jiehong, and patted his back softly. He began to walk away.
Jiehong smiled. He had successfully been let off the hook, and he would try his best to stay out of any more hooks. Youchang bought his suggestion quickly this time. Probably because he was tired. He knew it would not always be this way. Youchang was always very hard to convince. He had to be more careful. He spoke to the smart band on his wrist. "Put Mr Xiao Dan through to me."
Youchang opened the door to his bedroom. It was dark inside. He turned on the light, and was shocked to see Yang Yang sprawled across the bed. He boiled with disgust. How could she dare to not just come into his room, but also lye and sleep on his bed. Was she trying to seduce him?. Did she forget she was pregnant with his child?
He felt like dragging her out of his bed. The filthy thing that was sold to him for such a meagre amount of money. He could not even believe he had sex with her. He was drunk anyways, he could not have done that with a clear mind.
He approached the bed and looked into her sleeping face. She was very pretty. Black curly hair, small black eyes, smooth white face and a sharp nose.
He stood staring at her face. He knew she was pretty, but to him, she was nothing compared to his dear Arya. Not even in beauty or style. Arya would be very mad to see Yang Yang sprawled across his bed. He smiled at the thought of it. Yes very mad indeed. But he couldn't drag yang yang out of his bed. It would be insane, Besides, she was carrying his child in her womb.
She took a deep breath and stirred. He stepped back. He had two choices, he had to either leave, or lie with her. He could not lie with her. He could not leave his room for her. He had to sleep on the little couch by the window.He turned his back to her and began to undress, peeling his shirt out of his body.
Feeling him turn away from her, Yang Yang opened her eyes. She could not believe Youchang had stood by her bed, staring at her. Was he now having a soft spot for her? No she could not believe it. He hated her so much. But why had he stood staring at her?
She looked at his frame taking his cloth off. He was very hot. No doubts. She had been very happy when she saw her supposed husband, very handsome. But then, he was besides that equally beautiful woman. And she had kissed him in her front, and they made it clear to her that she was nothing. Just a collateral, a debt being paid.
Admits every thing, she loved him. She could not tell why. Maybe it was because of his looks. She looked on at him at he layed down on the couch and closed her eyes.
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"Put me through to Mr Xiao Dan." Jiehong spoke into the smart band on his wrist as he drove himself home.
Mr Xiao Dan sat in his office. His phone beeped, he picked it up and placed it on his ear without bothering to take a look at it. He already knew the caller.
"Jiehong." His deep voice boomed. He had been expecting this call for hours now.
"Mr Xiao Dan sir."
"Yes Jiehong. Why did it take you so long?"
He asked. Not like he even cared, but he was going to give him a hard time. He would make him work for every penny he was paid for.
"I am sorry sir. It was very chaotic. I had to cover up my tracks."
"Hnmmm. " Xiao Dan nodded. "Your tracks. Did I pay you to cover up your tracks?" He asked, his voice hoarse.
"No sir. But.."
"No but's' Jiehong, you do the damned job you are paid for, and you find a way to cover up your fucking tracks without it interrupting your job. Am i clear?"
"Yes sir." Jiehong replied and the line went dead. Jiehong stared at his band. Xiao Dan had ended the call without waiting to hear his report.