The woods weren't very dense, lacking those towering trees.
However, they were quieter in comparison.
Following the direction Yang Li pointed, the two walked for about five minutes, Chen Fang pointed to a clearing and said, "It should be here."
"How do you know?"
Wen Mei asked.
Chen Fang smiled and explained, "You see, the grass everywhere else is standing, but here it's all flat. Obviously, something rolls over it frequently, flattening it."
"Just like you men."
Wen Mei covered her mouth and giggled.
Chen Fang was taken aback, "What do you mean?"
Wen Mei burst into laughter and said, "When nobody's rolling, it stands erect, but once someone rolls, it withers. That's quite an apt metaphor, isn't it?"
"That's not the same. We men can still stand up after rolling, but these grasses clearly cannot."
"Then I'll have to try hard to make sure you can't stand up either."
Wen Mei snickered.
Amid their playful banter,
the two found a secluded spot.
About seven or eight meters away from where the grass was flattened, just at an incline, where they could hide and unlikely be discovered.
By this time, the sky had gradually darkened.
But the moon was bright that night.
The pristine moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves.
It wasn't pitch black where you couldn't see anything.
Just when their hands and feet were starting to feel numb,
a delicate woman's voice suddenly came to their ears.
"You devil, what's the rush? We're just a few steps away."
"You have no idea how much I've missed you these past days."
This was a man's voice.
Chen Fang and Wen Mei jolted, scrambled to their feet, and parted the bushes, only to see under the moonlight, a man and a woman entwined, walking towards the clearing.
The woman was in her thirties.
A bit on the plump side.
The man was tall and thin, already groping the woman before they even reached the spot.
Chen Fang set up the DV, finding the right angle.
Lucky day today.
At least the moonlight was enough to clearly capture Liu Yilian's face.
And speaking of which,
even though Liu Yilian was short and stockily built, her face was rather nice; no wonder she had the audacity to be promiscuous.
Once they reached the spot,
Liu Yilian spread out a bedsheet on the ground.
The man couldn't wait any longer.
He pounced on her like a starving tiger, pinning Liu Yilian to the ground and began nibbling all over her.
Liu Yilian's mouth was crying out for the 'devil' to slow down, but her actions were anything but halting, eagerly reciprocating with increasingly husky voices.
After a few rounds,
the two were stripped bare to each other.
Under the moonlight, the man and woman began their indulgence.
You'd think a couple having an affair would be more subdued,
but Liu Yilian's cries of joy resounded through the entire forest.
This vivid and lively scene,
Wen Mei watched with rapt attention.
In such an atmosphere,
both of them began to feel the heat rise.
No longer concerned with surveillance,
Chen Fang only felt his body being flipped by Wen Mei in one swift motion, then she climbed on top.
In the wilderness, absorbing the essence of nature, the setting wasn't bad, they just had to be careful and silent, not making a single sound to avoid detection by the other party.
After about fifteen minutes,
Liu Yilian and Carpenter Wang had finished and left.
Chen Fang and Wen Mei had only just started.
After the passion,
Chen Fang let out a long sigh and said, "Next time can we find a bed?"
"I don't want to, I like the thrill," she replied.
Wen Mei pouted as she spoke.
They really had no way of dealing with her.
The two of them looked back at the footage captured by the DV camera.
The quality of the image was very satisfying.
With such a recording in hand,
showing it to Liang Abao,
the doting husband Liang Abao might just explode on the spot.
If there were indeed secrets behind Gao Chuan's death, as long as they could pry open Liang's mouth, uncovering the truth wouldn't be far off.
Of course, it would also prove that Chen Fang had nothing to do with the matter.
After dealing with this affair,
the anxiety in his heart had finally eased quite a bit.
What would happen next wasn't something he could get involved in anymore; it was up to Wen Mei to handle it.
After a good night's sleep,
the next day was the weekend.
Chen Fang rested at home all day.
That evening, just as he was about to tidy up and go out for food, he unexpectedly received a call, and it was from Zhang Wei'an.
"Chief Chen, do you have some time tonight? I'd like to invite you to dinner and personally apologize to you,"
Zhang Wei'an's tone was very humble over the phone.
Keep in mind that even when Tan Yandong was still around, Zhang never groveled like this.
"There's no need for dinner, and an apology is even less necessary, I'm hanging up..."
Chen Fang had not a shred of goodwill towards Zhang Wei'an.
Just as he was about to hang up,
Zhang Wei'an said eagerly, "Chief Chen, one does not slap a smiling face. Moreover, I'm already at your doorstep."
At the doorstep?
He put down the phone and opened the door.
Indeed, Zhang Wei'an was waiting there with a rare smile on his face, holding two bottles of wine at the entrance.
"Chief Chen, I was wrong before, and I've reflected on it at home these past few days. We bump into each other often, so there's no need for such unpleasantness; if you're happy and I'm happy, isn't everybody happy?"
When someone shows excessive zeal without a real reason, they are up to no good.
Chen Fang was well aware of this simple truth.
However, he still wanted to see what Zhang was playing at.
After a moment of thought, he nodded in agreement.
A few minutes later, the two arrived at Yu Jia Seafood Restaurant, which was not too far from Chen Fang's home.
Zhang Wei'an ordered a table full of dishes, apparently sparing no expense.
During the meal, Zhang Wei'an apologized again,
with a very sincere attitude.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Zhang Wei'an leaned in and whispered mysteriously, "Chief Chen, I know a great place where we could relax together, what do you say?"
"Then I'll leave it to Director Zhang to arrange."
Chen Fang said.
Zhang Wei'an showed a look of delight,
and hailed a cab.
Soon, the two men got out of the car in front of a garden gate that read "Wan Li Private Hot Spring."
Chen Fang had never been to this place before, but it was quite unique, with individual huts that looked like thatched cottages.
Behind each hut was a fenced-in yard.
In the center of the yard was a hot spring pool.
Changming County didn't have natural hot springs; these "private hot springs" were just hot water made to resemble a hot spring, capitalizing on a gimmick. Frankly, it was no different from taking a bath.
"Chief Chen, I've already bought a room for us; you stay in this one, and I'll stay in that one. Let's not go back tonight and just enjoy ourselves."
"Then I shall accept your hospitality with thanks."
Chen Fang said with a smile.
Zhang Wei'an patted him on the shoulder and said, "Little brother Chen, you're too polite. Let's not bother with formalities. After tonight, we'll be brothers."
"Right, brothers,"
Chen Fang replied.
Zhang Wei'an then helped him open the door to the hut and entered the one next door himself.
What appeared before him was a room of about thirty square meters.
The lighting was somewhat dim.
The room was well-equipped with everything necessary.
By the door to the yard, there was a hot spring pool about ten square meters in size, steaming with mist.
More importantly, in the center of the pool, a long-haired bikini-clad beauty was already waiting there.