Chapter 18: Rain Xi

Zuo Yuxi lived in the Imperial Garden, a three-bedroom, two-living room house that was considered luxurious in Qingzhou. Wen Liang lazily wondered how a deputy education bureau chief could afford such a house and openly come and go without any concealment. Since his rebirth, he had vaguely noticed that the Qingzhou officials in 1995 did things in a rather crude manner, neither as cautious as in later times nor as harmonious on the surface. If they didn't like something, they would roll up their sleeves and start a fight, using very simple and brutal methods. Perhaps this was related to the local customs of Qingzhou, where the soldiers were known to be the best in the world, and the people were known for their fierce and rugged nature. It was not uncommon to see a 60-year-old woman chasing young men around with a brick, and the number of fights caused by trivial matters was countless, making it a unique scene in Qingzhou.

Wen Liang, wearing fluffy white rabbit slippers, walked with a slight limp. Looking at the pink, cute interior decoration, who would have thought that the cold and beautiful official, who always presented herself as such, had a little girl's heart? Sitting on the sofa, Wen Liang kept his knees together, his hands crossed and placed on his knees, and his eyes lowered, looking like a well-behaved baby. The air conditioning was not turned on, and soon sweat began to flow down his forehead.

Zuo Yuxi walked into the bedroom, took off her suit, and changed into a fresh set of home clothes, which made Wen Liang's eyes light up, and the stuffy room seemed to cool down a bit. The large white T-shirt revealed a hint of the peaks and valleys beneath, and through the third unbuttoned button, one could almost see a large expanse of smooth, white skin. A short hot pants exposed her legs completely, making them appear even more straight and long. The hem of the white top just covered the edge of the shorts, giving the impression that she wasn't wearing anything on the bottom. Her every move was filled with an indescribable allure.

Wen Liang had studied psychology in college and understood from Zuo Yuxi's actions today that, due to that night's encounter or some unknown changes, this stunning female bureau chief had almost no guard against him. First, she brought him to this extremely private residence, and then she changed into such a sexy outfit without any hesitation. Wen Liang naturally didn't think this was a seduction but rather that Zuo Yuxi was subconsciously showing him her private side. This was good; trust was the first step in deepening their relationship.

Seeing Wen Liang sweating and squirming on the sofa, Zuo Yuxi chuckled and walked over to turn on the air conditioning. She took two bottles of Coca-Cola from the fridge and shook one at Wen Liang, "Want this?"

Wen Liang, looking shy, said timidly, "Whatever."

Zuo Yuxi couldn't hide the amusement in her eyes and pretended to be angry, "Alright, how long do you plan to act cute? Wen Liang, do you really think I would believe that a boy who can cleanly and neatly take down a gangster and single-handedly capture a knife-wielding robber, a brave and fearless little hero, would be as timid as you?"

Wen Liang scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Well... even a fierce Zhang Fei is afraid of a needle, and I'm most afraid of teachers. You're even the leader of my teacher, so wouldn't I be even more afraid?"

Zuo Yuxi leaned against the fridge door, laughing so hard that her chest trembled, "Leaders are also people. Do you see anything different about your sister? What's there to be afraid of?"

Wen Liang thought to himself, indeed, there was something different, but everyone has their differences. In his heart, he called himself "big brother."

Since he couldn't keep up the act, Wen Liang didn't hold back. He jumped off the sofa, bent down, and slipped under Zuo Yuxi's armpit, his cheek brushing against a soft, round mass. Even through the thin top, he could feel the incredible elasticity.

Zuo Yuxi stepped back a few steps, her face slightly angry. Seeing Wen Liang rummaging through the fridge as if nothing had happened, her broad shoulders, thick back, and tall, slender figure exuded a mature man's aura, but at the end of the day, he was still a child.

Zuo Yuxi shook her head and smiled, tapping his back of the head lightly, "Restless little dirty monkey, don't mess up my things."

Wen Liang turned around and handed a bottle of Leibushi to Zuo Yuxi, saying irritably, "Women should drink less carbonated drinks like Coca-Cola; it's easy to gain weight. Good intentions don't get good returns; I'm thinking of you and still get hit..."

Zuo Yuxi took the mineral water and touched Wen Liang's head. The two looked into each other's eyes, clear enough to reflect each other's image, and a sense of warmth seemed to flow between them, making them smile at each other.

This playful interaction brought them closer. Zuo Yuxi curled up on the opposite sofa, completely ignoring how tempting this posture was to Wen Liang. The uncle almost used all his strength to barely control his eyes from looking at those tempting spots, which was a painful torment for a man who was both psychologically and physically mature.

The two quietly drank their drinks. After a while, Zuo Yuxi suddenly said, "That night, thank you!"

Wen Liang lowered his head and said softly, "No need to thank me; anyone would have done the same."

Zuo Yuxi shook her head, her beautiful eyes looking at the ceiling, her voice sounding clear and lonely, "Do you want to know how that person is doing?"

Wen Liang hesitated and sighed lightly, "Actually, I don't dare to ask, nor do I want to know..."

"Actually, I thank you not only for saving me from being humiliated but also for your warning, which prevented the situation from getting out of hand." Zuo Yuxi suddenly became bitter, "Because my father is Zuo Jing, as his daughter, I can't help him, but I can't tarnish his reputation."

Wen Liang was shocked inside but showed no expression on his face. So that's it. Although he had guessed that Zuo Yuxi, who was so young, must have a prominent background, he didn't expect her father to be the former Party Secretary of Qingzhou, Zuo Jing. Ha, the Qingzhou political scene really doesn't care about propriety, promoting relatives without hesitation!

Zuo Jing, Zuo Jing! The Party Secretary of Lingyang, Zuo Jing!

Wen Liang's eyes slowly narrowed.

"That person's legs were crippled; he will never stand up again or bully women. That's fair, isn't it?"

Zuo Yuxi didn't know why she was telling Wen Liang these things. It seemed very easy to say them, without any need for caution or scheming, everything felt so natural.

"Right!"

That person certainly deserved it, but Wen Liang still couldn't help feeling a chill. In this world, it's tragic to have no power, and even more tragic to have insufficient power. But the most tragic thing is to be a pawn controlled by others. In this incident, the small-time gangster might be the smallest role, but he ultimately paid the highest price.

Thinking of his father's precarious position in the city committee and his unwillingness to look up to Gu Wen yuan's hateful face in this life, Wen Liang finally made up his mind, putting aside the fear of inviting trouble, and said solemnly, "If I'm not mistaken, that night... that person was specifically targeting you."

Zuo Yuxi suddenly sat up, her face full of shock, "What?"

"Conspiracy!" Wen Liang said calmly, "That night's incident wasn't a random encounter or a sudden desire. I guess he was targeting you from the start."

Then Wen Liang told Zuo Yuxi about the doubts he had discovered. After finishing, he smiled bitterly, "I thought you would get some information from that person, but it seems you didn't..."

Zuo Yuxi's eyes were cold, "I handed the person over to Old Nine and didn't ask any more... He didn't say anything."

"Of course, not talking just means crippled legs, but talking might mean no life." Wen Liang's expression was calm, and his tone was not that of a teenager.

Zuo Yuxi walked back and forth in the room, her delicate face changing expressions, as if she was facing a difficult decision or weighing the pros and cons. Wen Liang lowered his head and said nothing.

After a long time, Zuo Yuxi suddenly smiled and looked at the jade-like young man on the sofa, "Wen Liang, you are indeed different!"

Wen Liang laughed and said modestly, "Average, average, just a bit handsome."

Zuo Yuxi pointed at him and laughed, her eyes cold.

Since someone wants me dead, I won't let you live either!

In the political arena, sometimes a step back can lead to a broader horizon, but sometimes a step back can lead to a dead end.

Zuo Yuxi had no way out!

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