allendalepharm Chapter 74 She drove her Gulfstream to chase after her husband, leaving the entire Handong region st
Chapter 74 She drove her Gulfstream to chase after her husband, leaving the entire Handong region st
Gyeongju International Airport, private helipad.
The air here is much quieter than in the busy passenger terminal, with only the occasional roar of engines in the distance.
A Gulfstream G650 business jet, entirely black with a distinctive red badge on its tail, was slowly taxiing into position. The aircraft's paint scheme was understated, without any airline markings. However, those in the know could immediately recognize it as a private jet that only certain top families in Beijing could afford to use, possessing exclusive route approval authority—a symbol of power.
Several black Audis with provincial party committee passes were already parked beside the runway. Several middle-aged men in white shirts, speaking in official jargon, were anxiously looking at their watches and occasionally fixing their wind-blown hair.
Those were several section chiefs from the reception office of the provincial party committee.
The orders they received were vague, only stating that an "important guest" was coming to the capital and must be received with the highest honors. The specific identity of this guest was not mentioned at all, which only made them more apprehensive.
The cabin door opened, and the automatic gangway slowly descended.
A tall figure appeared at the cabin door.
She was a young girl.
Instead of the usual Chanel suit favored by socialites and wealthy women, she wore a black, tight-fitting motorcycle leather jacket. The jacket was extremely form-fitting, perfectly hugging the breathtaking curves of her upper body. The zipper wasn't fully zipped up, revealing her slender neck and a small patch of fair, jade-like skin; her deep collarbones exuded a wild sensuality.
He wore matching workwear tactical pants, the cuffs tucked into thick-soled Doc Martens, making his legs appear straight, long, and powerful.
She wore large sunglasses that covered most of her face, revealing only her straight nose and retro red lips. The wind was strong, tousling her long hair with a few strands of purple highlights. She looked like a female agent straight out of a Hollywood blockbuster, both cool and beautiful, with an aloofness that kept strangers at bay.
Ye Cunxin took off her sunglasses, and her beautiful eyes swept around the tarmac. Not seeing the person she wanted to see, her brows immediately furrowed.
"Miss Ye!"
Director Wang of the Provincial Party Committee Reception Office greeted him with a beaming smile, bowing as deeply as a boiled shrimp. "Welcome to Handong for inspection and guidance. Secretary Sha of the Provincial Party Committee was originally going to come in person, but there was a last-minute meeting..."
Ye Cunxin didn't even look at him, interrupting him directly: "Where's the car I asked for?"
The voice was clear and crisp, yet carried an undeniable air of arrogance.
Director Wang paused for a moment, then quickly pointed to the convoy of Audis behind him: "The cars are all here. We'll take you to the Jingzhou Hotel right away. Secretary Gao Yuliang is waiting over there..."
"Who wants to go to a lousy place like that?" Ye Cunxin said with a look of disgust, hanging her sunglasses on her collar. The heavy frames made her leather jacket collar droop down, revealing a deeper layer of pale white skin. "Did I say I was going to see those old men?"
Director Wang broke out in a cold sweat: "Then...then what's wrong with you...?"
"I need to go to the Municipal Public Security Bureau."
Ye Cunxin took a car key from her Hermès Birkin bag and tossed it to the bodyguard behind her.
Her heavily modified Jeep Wrangler had already been transported there by cargo plane before the plane even landed.
"But..." Director Wang still wanted to stop him.
"Get out of the way." Ye Cunxin glanced at him. "Don't block my way, I'm in a hurry."
After saying that, she strode past the group of dumbfounded officials and jumped into the roaring black Wrangler next to her.
"boom--!"
The engine roared like a beast, and the tires screeched as they rubbed against the concrete, leaving a black skid mark.
The Wrangler charged off the tarmac like a mad bull, leaving behind a trail of dust that landed on the faces of several section chiefs.
Director Wang coughed and waved away the dust, his face turning green as he watched the car disappear into the distance.
"Who...whose mistress is this? This is outrageous!"
The junior clerk next to him muttered quietly, "Director, that license plate... it starts with 京V·0..."
Director Wang gasped and quickly shut his mouth.
This isn't just a grandma, this is a living ancestor!
……
Jingzhou Public Security Bureau, staff canteen.
It was lunchtime, and the canteen was bustling with noise. After last night's thrilling counterattack and arrest, everyone in the city bureau was on edge, and they were eating much faster than usual, wishing they could gulp it down and get back to their desks to work.
Qi Tongwei sat at a table in the corner, with a bowl of freshly cooked braised beef noodles in front of him, topped with bright red chili peppers and steaming hot.
He took off his jacket and draped it over the back of the chair, leaving him in only a gray training T-shirt. The fabric clung to his body, outlining his well-defined chest muscles and broad back.
Last night, I interrogated that old housekeeper until dawn, and then spent the whole morning dealing with that idiot Hou Liangping. Even an iron man like me is feeling a bit tired.
This bowl of noodles is a small comfort to my stomach.
"call--"
Qi Tongwei picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks, just about to put it in his mouth.
Suddenly, a commotion broke out at the entrance of the cafeteria.
The previously noisy chatter seemed to have been muted instantly. All eyes turned to the doorway, and many young police officers froze mid-air with their chopsticks in hand, their eyes fixed on it.
Qi Tongwei's ears twitched; the strange silence made him instinctively alert.
But he didn't turn around; he just put the mouthful of noodles into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
Immediately following, a crisp sound of high heels—no, it was the heavy thud of Doc Martens on the floor, mixed with a unique rhythm, approaching from afar.
"Da, da, da."
Every step felt like stepping on someone's heartbeat.
A faint perfume scent wafted over, not the cheap, powdery kind, but a unique and aggressive blend of leather, tobacco, and expensive floral notes.
Qi Tongwei swallowed the noodles in his mouth and sighed.
He knows this taste all too well.
He had smelled this odor before, in that godforsaken place on the southwestern border, in that dark and damp dungeon. Only then, the smell was tinged with blood and fear; now, it was pure arrogance.
"What's wrong, Director Qi? You're not even turning your head?"
The voice, tinged with laughter, drifted down from above.
Qi Tongwei put down his chopsticks, took a tissue from the side and wiped his mouth before slowly turning around.
Ye Cunxin was standing less than half a meter behind him.
Her motorcycle leather jacket stood out starkly against the harsh white fluorescent lights of the cafeteria, yet it was also incredibly eye-catching. She crossed her arms, tilted her head slightly, and stared at him with bright, sparkling eyes hidden beneath her long eyelashes, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.
The hundreds of police officers in the canteen were dumbfounded.
Who is this?
That's so cool!
Her figure and demeanor were completely different from the policewomen we were used to seeing. Especially the tight leather jacket that covered her upper body completely, which only made her more alluring. The tension that seemed about to burst the zipper made one's throat dry.
"Why are you here?" Qi Tongwei looked at her, his tone showing no surprise, only helplessness.
"What? You're not welcome?"
Ye Cunxin didn't treat herself like an outsider at all. She took a long stride, stepped over the bench, and plopped down opposite Qi Tongwei.
She casually tossed the platinum bag, worth over ten thousand yuan, onto the greasy dining table with a dull thud.
"This is the police station; unauthorized personnel are not allowed in." Qi Tongwei picked up his chopsticks again, pointed to the door, and added, "Besides, I'm the director; you need an appointment to see me."
"Make an appointment my ass."
Ye Cunxin rolled her eyes, her spoiled and willful side instantly surfacing, completely shattering her previous aloof demeanor. "I can see whoever I want, that's a privilege, understand?"
As she spoke, she reached into her bag and pulled out a document.
It had a red header and a bright red national emblem stamp on it.
"Snapped!"
She slammed the document down next to the bowl of beef noodles in front of Qi Tongwei.
"Look, I took this from my dad's office desk." Ye Cunxin raised her chin like a proud little peacock. "The Ministry of Public Security's commendation order for Comrade Qi Tongwei's outstanding contributions in 'Operation Fox Hunt,' and... internal reference opinions for his proposed promotion."
Qi Tongwei glanced at the document, his eyes flickered slightly, but his face remained expressionless.
This item hasn't even been officially issued yet, but Ye Cunxin was able to get it and bring it here so casually. The power behind it is self-evident.
"How was it? Surprised?" Ye Cunxin leaned closer, resting her elbows on the table, her hands supporting her chin, her peach blossom eyes staring at him without blinking. "I told my grandpa that you were being bullied in Handong, and those old fogies wouldn't promote you. So I cried at home every day until he got a headache."
Qi Tongwei felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.
This girl is still the same crazy person she always was.
"Miss Ye," Qi Tongwei said in a low voice, tapping his knuckles on the table, "this is called leaking state secrets. Do you believe I can handcuff you right now?"
"Go ahead and handcuff me." Ye Cunxin wasn't afraid at all; instead, she stretched out her wrist, her snow-white wrist dazzlingly swaying beneath the leather sleeve. "I haven't tried your department's handcuffs yet. Are they the special police kind? Do you have any with fur trim?"
Qi Tongwei: "..."
He was completely convinced.
Trying to reason with this spoiled brat who grew up in a red compound and was pampered by a group of big shots is like casting pearls before swine.
"Put it away quickly." Qi Tongwei pushed the document back to her. "There are too many people around here, don't cause me any trouble."
"Tch, coward."
Ye Cunxin pursed her lips and stuffed the file back into her bag.
She looked at Qi Tongwei's half-eaten bowl of noodles and wrinkled her nose in disgust: "You eat this? A high-ranking bureau chief, you just solved a major case, shouldn't you at least go to a Michelin three-star restaurant to celebrate? This is too shabby."
"This is my favorite." Qi Tongwei picked up a piece of beef. "It's satisfying."
Looking at his nonchalant demeanor, Ye Cunxin's gaze suddenly softened.
This is the man she has her eye on.
He could carry her out of that hellish border region, and outmaneuver those old foxes in the dragon's den of Jingzhou, yet he could still eat a bowl of noodles in peace in this dilapidated canteen.
The man's innate strength and composure were like a deadly poison to a young girl like her, who was used to seeing hypocrisy and power.
"Hey, don't move."
Ye Cunxin suddenly shouted.
Before Qi Tongwei could react, Ye Cunxin had already reached out her hand.
She gently touched Qi Tongwei's lips with her slender, long index finger, painted with burgundy nail polish.
There was a little bit of red chili oil on it.
Qi Tongwei froze for a moment.
The cafeteria fell into an instant silence.
Ye Cunxin's fingertips were warm and had a delicate touch as she gently wiped away the grease from the corner of his mouth. Her movements were slow, even teasing, and her gaze lingered boldly on his lips for a few seconds.
Then, she pulled her finger back and, right in front of Qi Tongwei, put the little bit of oil on her fingertip into her mouth and gently sucked on it.
"It's a little spicy." She squinted, like a kitten that had just stolen some cream, and licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. "But the taste is alright."
"Clang!"
Just then, a loud bang came from the side aisle.
Qi Tongwei and Ye Cunxin turned their heads at the same time.
Two people in uniforms were standing there, dumbfounded.
One of them was Lu Yike, who was staring wide-eyed with her mouth slightly open, looking completely incredulous.
The other one is Chen Hai.
The stainless steel plate in Chen Hai's hand had fallen to the ground, spilling the braised beef and potatoes all over the floor, with the broth splashing onto his leather shoes, but he was completely unaware of it.
He glanced at Qi Tongwei, then at the stunningly beautiful girl in the leather jacket, and then at the extremely ambiguous scene from just now.
Chen Hai felt his brain wasn't working properly.
Is this what Lao Qi meant by "a friend is coming"?
These aren't friends! They're clearly demons from some mountain stronghold! And judging by this, is Old Qi being... kept by a sugar daddy? Or being forcibly taken advantage of?
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"
Ye Cunxin wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, she raised her eyebrows at Chen Hai, her arrogance practically overflowing the screen.
Chen Hai swallowed hard and stammered, "N-no... Director Qi, this is...."
Qi Tongwei rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
It’s over.
Now even jumping into the Yellow River won't clear my name.
"Who am I?" Ye Cunxin stood up and straightened her leather jacket, which was already too tight to be anything but. Her full breasts trembled with her movements, causing Chen Hai to quickly look away and silently chant "Don't look at what you shouldn't see."
She walked to Qi Tongwei's side and bent down.
That pose was extremely suggestive.
Her long, highlighted hair fell down, brushing against Qi Tongwei's ears, tickling him. Her warm breath sprayed onto his neck, carrying that unique fragrance.
She whispered something in Qi Tongwei's ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"I'm here to see for my grandfather whether his future grandson-in-law really has the guts to cause a major upheaval in Handong."
After saying that, she straightened up and winked at Chen Hai, who was still in a daze.
"Remember this, my name is Ye Cunxin. From now on, I'll cover all of Director Qi's meals."
Qi Tongwei looked at this lawless little madman and couldn't help but twitch his lips.
But a fleeting smile, unnoticed even by himself, flashed in his normally icy eyes.
This time, the waters of Handong are likely to boil over completely.