Chapter 39

Perhaps it was because she had drunk too much, or perhaps she was just too tired, or the Jacuzzi was too comfortable. Zeng Man lay on the large bed in the guest room and fell asleep after a short while. When she woke up, it was already broad daylight.

Zeng Man's beautiful eyes, filled with shock, moved slightly, and she suddenly sat up from the bed, pulling back the soft blanket. She found herself still wearing a bathrobe and felt nothing unusual on her body, which slightly reassured her.

Barefoot, Zeng Man casually pulled the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling glass door and was instantly stunned by the beautiful scenery outside. There was a vast expanse of blue sea, and the crescent-shaped bay looked so clean and refreshing, making her feel at ease.

Seeing such a view, Zeng Man, who rarely exercised, couldn't help but go to the terrace and do a couple of sets of fitness exercises, breathing in the fresh air. After taking another shower, she realized that apart from the clean bathrobe, her clothes were nowhere to be found.

Zeng Man put on a dry bathrobe and angrily went downstairs, only to find Ferren having breakfast with the help of two maids.

Ferren also saw Zeng Man and teased, "Oh, Doctor Zeng is up? I thought you would sleep until noon."

Zeng Man didn't bother with his nonsense and got straight to the point, "Ferren, what's the meaning of this? Where are my clothes?"

"They have been washed and dried," Ferren said with a smile, snapping his fingers. Sakura immediately brought Zeng Man's entire set of clothes, including her underwear.

Zeng Man took the clothes and examined them thoroughly, even sniffing them like a drug-sniffing dog, as if there was something dirty on the freshly washed clothes.

Ferren casually touched the ample chest of Kozue and said, "I don't have the habit of venting on women's clothes, so you can rest assured!"

Seeing that Kozue only blushed slightly and didn't resist Ferren's caress, Zeng Man spat and took her clothes and went upstairs. Not long after, she came back, fully dressed.

Seeing Zeng Man without makeup, Ferren instructed, "Kozue, go get a set of your cosmetics and give it to her."

Zeng Man objected, "No need, I'm not used to using other people's cosmetics!" Unfortunately, her words were of no use in this mansion. Kozue bowed slightly to Ferren and went back to the bedroom to get the cosmetics.

Zeng Man sat down angrily, not even looking at Ferren, and started drinking milk.

"Doctor Zeng, where did you get such a temper? This is my house, you know!" Ferren sneered.

"Is it really your house?" Zeng Man's distrustful tone made Ferren feel the irrationality of women once again.

Fortunately, Kozue returned at this moment, holding an LV makeup bag, and presented it to Zeng Man, saying, "Miss, please accept it!"

Zeng Man took the bag, patted it, and coldly said, "Ferren, can you at least pretend to be rich more professionally? Who gives servants LV? I can tell from the style of this bag that it's a fake."

Ferren was already used to Zeng Man's sarcasm and ignored her, focusing on his breakfast.

Zeng Man finished her milk in one gulp, took the makeup bag, and went upstairs to the guest room.

Sitting at the vanity table, Zeng Man opened the makeup bag indifferently. She had always thought the cosmetics inside were low-quality and only planned to apply a light foundation to get through the day.

To her surprise, when she opened the bag, she found seven or eight small leather boxes. Opening them one by one, she found lip gloss, lipstick, mascara, foundation, and other items, each with clear serial numbers, which definitely weren't low-quality products. After some thought, she wrote down the numbers on the cosmetics and the boxes, washed her face, and applied a little foundation and light lipstick. Then, she packed up the makeup bag and went downstairs.

"So fast?" Ferren was surprised, as he had never known women to finish their makeup quickly.

"Ha, all low-quality stuff. What can I use to do my makeup? I just applied a little foundation," Zeng Man said disdainfully, placing the LV makeup bag on the dining table. "What are you looking at? Don't you have work to do?"

Ferren snapped out of his surprise and waved his hand, "No problem, no problem, I'm going to work!"

Then, Ferren drove Zeng Man to the forensic department in his Ferrari and then rushed to the headquarters, almost arriving just in time for work.

"Sir Fei, Sir Wang called and asked us to hand over the investigation of the dismemberment case involving horse meat to another team. These two documents need your signature," Dai Yan said.

"Why me? This should be decided by Madam!" Ferren was puzzled. "By the way, where is Madam Xie?"

"She was called by the Chief," Li Lidong, who was making coffee, replied.

Dai Yan explained, "Sir Fei, these two investigation reports need the signatures of at least two senior officers from our Serious Crime Unit to be valid, so we need your help."

Ferren took the documents, quickly scanned them, and after a moment's thought, signed them with his right hand (①). Then, he returned to his desk to work on the car theft and dismemberment case reports.

Soon, Xie Yixin returned and called Ferren into her office.

Sitting down casually, Ferren joked, "Madam, you look so serious. Is there another big case?"

Xie Yixin was a bit annoyed by Ferren's attitude and sneered, "No, we can take a break for now, but you have some trouble!"

Ferren was taken aback and said, "What trouble could I have? Are they planning to transfer me? Yay, I can finally escape this hell!"

Hearing this, Xie Yixin's forehead was covered with black lines, and she angrily slammed the table, "Ferren, what do you mean?"

Ferren shrugged and said, "Nothing, I just want Madam to reflect on the consequences of rushing to the front during the arrest yesterday. If I hadn't been there, Madam, you might have been in serious danger!"

"Are you boasting to me?" Xie Yixin said, her neck stiffening.

"I just want Madam to act within your limits," Ferren said, smirking. "I could save you yesterday, but if we encounter a more dangerous situation, I might be dragged down by you and end up having coffee with God first!"

Xie Yixin felt both moved and ashamed, and a bit scared, and quickly said, "Pfft, pfft, pfft, what are you talking about? Meeting God?"

Ferren remained serious, "I just want to remind you that if I'm not with you, your recklessness could endanger others like Daimao!"

Xie Yixin nodded in surprise, "Understood, I'll be more careful."

"I hope you mean it," Ferren said, "By the way, since it's not a transfer, what trouble did you say I have?"

"Can you do the gun spin?"

"Sure, what's the problem?"

"The Special Duties Unit (SDU) wants you to teach their team members how to do the gun spin. The Chief has already agreed," Xie Yixin said with a mischievous smile. "But I think those SDU members will challenge you, so you're in for a tough time."

"Ha, I thought it was something serious!" Ferren said nonchalantly. "They're the ones who will have a tough time. Do you think I'm that easy to challenge?" As he spoke, he pinched his neck.

Xie Yixin instantly remembered the past when she had competed with Ferren in gun handling and felt his immense confidence. "OK, finish the reports on the car theft and dismemberment cases, and go to the SDU headquarters at noon. According to the Chief's instructions, you'll stay there tomorrow, and we should have the weekend off this week."

"Got it, no problem!" Ferren agreed. "If anything happens on the weekend, just call me!"

"Sure!"

After finishing the reports and handing them to Xie Yixin, Ferren ate some noodles and drove to the PTU headquarters in Fanling.

Parking the Ferrari in the garage and showing his credentials, he was soon picked up by someone from the SDU after the guard contacted them.

"Sir Fei, I presume? Hello, I'm Lei Qiang from the SDU! This is my teammate Gu Houyi!" The muscular Lei Qiang introduced the ordinary-looking, slim sniper Gu Houyi and extended his large hand to Ferren.

Ferren casually extended his hand and shook it, smiling, "The name of the SDU is well-known!"

Lei Qiang's lips curled slightly, and he secretly decided to give Ferren a taste of his strength. Even if he didn't crush his hand bones, he would make him hurt for a week or two. As soon as his hand touched Ferren's, he tightened his grip like a vise.

Ferren's hand was two sizes smaller than Lei Qiang's, which seemed to put him at a disadvantage, but in reality, it was not. His hand was like a steel press, tightening rhythmically.

Lei Qiang's face changed repeatedly as he struggled to resist Ferren's tightening grip, but the pain from his hand was excruciating.

Sweat began to bead on Lei Qiang's forehead, and he realized he had been too hasty. From Ferren's hand strength, he could tell that the gun spin was definitely his. He also lamented that his hand would be ruined today.

Gu Houyi had been observing Lei Qiang's covert challenge to Ferren. When he saw Lei Qiang's face turn red and sweat on his forehead, he was startled and quickly said, "Sir Fei, get in the car, everyone is waiting for you!"

As colleagues, Ferren only used three-tenths of his strength to let Lei Qiang know his place and didn't intend to seriously injure him. Seeing Gu Houyi intervene, Ferren let go of Lei Qiang's hand easily and said, "Lei Qiang, your hand strength is pretty good. Keep practicing, and you'll have a bright future."

Lei Qiang rubbed the hand Ferren had gripped and scratched his head, saying, "Sir Fei, don't mock me. Call me Baoqiang, everyone does!"

Ferren opened the door of the military SUV and said, "I'm not mocking you. Hand strength is essential for a marksman. I hope all of you meet my standards for this training."

(①: Ferren always signs checks and contracts with his left hand)

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