Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 395: Wild Game? Don’t Come Crying Later

She was merely holding onto the hope of trying her luck, never expecting there actually to be a passage here.

No idea why she had this intuition, just felt there might be a way through here.

She turned on her phone’s flashlight and walked inside.

This time, if her guess was right, Tang Si would be here.

If she guessed wrong, she’d still have some evidence of a crime in her hand.

If this was indeed a setup by Tang Si, the police department wouldn’t know about it internally; there’s no way she’d notify them with wild guesses. Perhaps even if she spoke, nobody would believe her.

The best way to not alert anyone was to watch quietly—

Find Tang Si and tell him he deliberately let Gu Nanjiu out, and someone wants to kill Gu Nanjiu.

...

At this moment inside the bar.

Nothing much different from the bars outside, full of dazzling lights, loud music blaring in your ears.

Perhaps what differs is the thick, pervasive cloud of smoke, far denser than in bars outside.

Lights of various colors are veiled by smoke, causing your vision through the lights to see the people inside as somewhat blurry.

People who come here are truly wealthy and rich, unlike those fake rich second-generation types trying to flirt.

"Where’s that person? Where did they run off to?" A woman walked out from backstage: "Putting on makeup, why have they disappeared?"

The woman looked about forty, a bit plump, with a sour face not easy to deal with.

People in front of the bar enthusiastically serving guests immediately pretended to be busy upon seeing her, avoiding her.

Song Yi had just fumbled through the passage and was choking hard on the smoke.

She glanced around, having yet to consider where Gu Nanjiu and the others might be.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her hand.

"Where did you run off to? Go put on some makeup." The woman barked fiercely, pulling her toward the backstage dressing room.

Song Yi’s lips moved as she prepared to explain, but thought against it. This also granted her some identity, presumably going on stage to perform.

Backstage was neat and clean, crowded with makeup and clothes.

The girls inside were all beautiful, busily touching up their makeup.

Only three or four noticed someone entered, raising their eyes to see Song Yi.

"Wow, the newcomer is quite a looker. Sister Li, where’d you find her?" one woman remarked.

The rest quickly chimed in, eyes fixed on Song Yi’s face.

"She is pretty." One person walked over, boldly gripping Song Yi’s chin.

Lifting it slightly, Song Yi furrowed her brow, quietly gauging the person before her.

The person examined her chin closely: "Really damn foxy looking."

She pat Song Yi’s face: "Look at those eyes, truly seductive."

Sister Li also scrutinized her, eyes filled with admiration and amazement: "Great figure too."

Saying so, pinching Song Yi’s waist all the way up: "Is this real?"

She asked Song Yi.

This woman was almost too perfect, so perfect a glance couldn’t look away, with a proportionate, shapely figure, outstanding face and presence.

Making one suspect there must be fake parts somewhere, if it were fake, the surgery was truly well done, without a trace.

Song Yi suddenly reached out, gripping Sister Li’s ascending hand.

Sister Li frowned, looking up at her. She was the first daring to stop her actions.

Looking up only to see a woman smiling back, bright and vivid, with a lightly upturned eye corner defining a soft yet charming curve.

As if embedded in her bones, capable of enveloping everything in gentleness.

The woman’s gentle charm radiated vividly from her, from the poise and composure to her face and figure, all impeccable.

Her red lips subtly moving, she pushed away Sister Li’s hand: "That depends if you prefer real or fake."

Her tone was airy, laced with a hint of detachment, but her voice was exceedingly pleasant.

"Oh, oh..." Sister Li laughed abruptly: "Quite a wild streak?"

Song Yi had a charm-soaked, gentle face, filled with grace, yet looked fragile.

In this moment, there was no fear displayed in her eyes, no fear, just candidness.

"I admire your self-assured poise." Sister Li pressed Song Yi into a chair at the makeup station: "Don’t cry later."

Then shot over to the makeup artist just finishing up: "Give her a makeover!"

...

Inside a certain private room.

Gu Nanjiu sat with his legs crossed, holding a wine glass, lightly swaying it, red liquid clinking against the glass walls.

His posture was elegant, casual, his lips drawn into a relaxed smile.

Shen Su and Kash stood beside him.

Soon enough, a woman was led inside from outside.

Chen Ruzhi furrowed her brow: "Let go of me! I know how to walk."

"Get in there!" The person bringing her pushed her hard into the private room.

"Gu Nanjiu, what are you up to again?" Seeing him, Chen Ruzhi was simultaneously angry and upset.

Gu Nanjiu chuckled lightly, sipping his wine, unhurriedly: "Nothing much, looking for a collaboration."

"I’ve transferred all my shares to you." Chen Ruzhi felt drained, her words sounding weak and hopeless: "The company is already yours, I plan to move abroad, what more do you want from me?"

Gu Nanjiu slightly lifted his eyes, placed the wine glass down, pulled a cigarette from his pocket to clamp between his lips, Shen Su swiftly lighting it for him.

Enveloped in smoke, Gu Nanjiu brimmed with a boss-like presence.

Gu Nanjiu spoke: "The company is mine, but some don’t believe it." His voice was very coarse.

Words always sounded hoarse.

Because in the interrogation room, Tang Si burned his throat, still not fully healed.

Liu Zhong’s company was his last trump card, he wanted to show the T Organization he had the means for a comeback.

Yet the T Organization didn’t believe the company was his, online documents could be faked, only a person wouldn’t lie.

That’s why he called Chen Ruzhi here today.

The person T Organization sent to negotiate with him was Gu Chu.

She hadn’t arrived yet.

Chen Ruzhi: "What exactly do you want?"

Gu Nanjiu’s eyes radiated coldness: "Cooperate with me."

Chen Ruzhi knew this wasn’t a good place, if she insisted on causing a scene, she’d get no benefit, so she chose to comply obediently.

Time ticked by, Gu Chu still hadn’t arrived, Gu Nanjiu was becoming visibly impatient.

"You two, sit down." He suddenly instructed.

Shen Su and Kash obediently sat.

Gu Nanjiu clapped his hands, immediately, a dozen or so beauties entered from outside.

Gu Nanjiu eyed them, smilingly said: "You two have worked hard with me, finally got some time off, you must relax, otherwise you’ll stifle yourselves."

"Ladies." Gu Nanjiu cocked his head, smiled saying: "Serve my two companions well, there’s a reward!"

In an instant, women fluttered around the two.

Openly toasting, secretly groping about.

Kash was game for anything.

Shen Su sat on the sofa, one on the left, one on the right—