Zuo Qishen carried a few suitcases to the master bedroom, opened them and tidied them up a little.
His luggage was actually very small. He had packed five suitcases just to find a reason for Nan Fei to go downstairs.
His long, rough fingers grabbed a photo that was under the bottom of the suitcase.
He raised his hand and placed it under the bright light.
In the photo, a little girl about 10 years old was sitting on a bench by the fountain in the park. She had white dress, black hair, and a faint smile on her lips.
Her tender eyebrows and eyes were already beginning to look beautiful.
The photo was already a little yellowish and wrinkled, as if it had been sitting around for many years.
He thought back to when he was 16 years old. He had just received three months of long demonic training in a training camp. The moment he got his phone back, he had clicked on Weibo, which he had almost never touched. Then, he clicked on the first item on the hot search list "The girl who the entire entertainment industry is waiting for her to grow up."
Then, he saw the photo. At that moment, he seemed to hear the clamor of the cells all over the body of the young man.
A few years later, he graduated from the military academy. He had spent a lot of effort to get along with her through the computer screen. When he thought about all of this again, he felt that it was just fate.
He put the photo into the desk drawer and looked at the phone that kept vibrating on the desk. His eyes darkened slightly.
He paused for two seconds and swiped the screen.
The phone was picked up.
"Commander Zuo, I heard that you helped Nan Fei smash up my office last night in Raph?" The man's lazy and evil voice came from the other end of the phone. "Why? Are you not satisfied with me helping you send her to your bed?"
"Cheng Liangmu, I only said that I wanted her. I didn't ask you to drug her."
Cheng Liangmu raised his eyebrows and curled his lips meaningfully. "It seems that I misunderstood. I thought what Commander Zuo meant by wanting her was physical."
Zuo Qishen's eyes were cold and stern. He stood in front of the window and pursed his thin lips slightly.
Cheng Liangmu spoke neither too fast nor too slow. "Commander Zuo, then does our previous agreement still stand?"
Seeing that there was no reply from the other end of the phone, Cheng Liangmu narrowed his long and narrow eyes. He flicked the cigarette ash between his fingers and added, "If you help me get the Cheng family, I'll help you get Nan Fei."
There were some things that were better left unsaid. Innuendo. If one did not understand it properly, it would eventually cause trouble.
Zuo Qishen sneered. "Other than drugging her, do you have any other way to help me get her?"
It sounded so easy. Nan Fei looked so obedient, but in fact, she had a heart made of stone.
It was not hard to cover it.
"You can't say that, Commander Zuo." Cheng Liangmu raised his eyelids and forced a smile that did not have any meaning. "Are you interested in the one and a half years of love history between her and my brother?"
Zuo Qishen's pupils constricted, and the fingers that were holding the phone gradually tightened, as if blue veins were faintly popping out.
The breathing on the other end of the phone clearly became heavier. Cheng Liangmu smiled faintly, as he continued to provoke his emotions without revealing anything. "Ah, I forgot. Commander Zuo has been out on the battlefield for two years. I'm afraid the names and identities of these people in the capital city don't match up."
"My big brother is Cheng Shichu, a senior that Nan Fei met when she was in high school. Speaking of which, the little girls at that time really knew how to play. I think I had a double date with Mu Mian, my big brother, and Nan Fei. I remember the scene back then..."
"Enough," Zuo Qishen interrupted him coldly with an expressionless face. "Help me keep an eye on Cheng Shichu. I'll help you with the Cheng family."