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The woman suddenly asked about this matter, and Fei Hu wondered what it had to do with her. He thought for a moment, his expression gradually softening. He pretended to be deep in thought, then shook his head in confusion and asked Wang Qian, "Who is Ye Cheng? I keep hearing others mention him. Is he a celebrity in this city?"
Wang Qian was taken aback by Fei Hu's reaction and laughed, "You really are clueless. Ye Cheng is Ye Wei's father, the big boss of the Dragon Tiger Gang. Anyone who has been around A City knows his reputation. Are you pretending?"
"Come on! You really overestimate me. How could someone like him have anything to do with me? I'm just a small security guard working at a company every day. Where would I go to find him? Besides, why would he care about me? A person like that, I actually wish I could meet him," Fei Hu said, shaking his head helplessly.
Wang Qian glanced at Fei Hu and smiled, "You really know how to act. You work at his villa every day and still don’t know who Ye Cheng is? Don’t you understand the relationship between Ye Xiaofei and Ye Wei? That seems a bit hard to believe!" As she spoke, Wang Qian raised her glass of white wine.
Fei Hu thought to himself that this woman wouldn't give up until she dug something out of him tonight. It might be better to get her drunk so she would stop talking. With that in mind, Fei Hu hurriedly picked up his glass and smiled at Wang Qian, saying, "Let’s have a toast. If you think our relationship is good enough, down it in one go; otherwise, don’t even mention it." Saying this, he downed the drink in one gulp. The good wine went down smoothly; Fei Hu didn’t even feel it as the large glass of white wine slid down his throat.
Wang Qian looked at Fei Hu without saying a word; she just let out a cold laugh but also finished her drink without hesitation. Her drinking posture was flawless, leaving Fei Hu somewhat stunned.
Time passed slowly, and the bottle of white wine was nearly empty, yet Wang Qian showed no signs of drunkenness. She smiled at Fei Hu and said, "I really underestimated you; I didn’t expect you to be so cunning. When I ask you questions, you either make up nonsense or dodge the topic. I can’t tell; you’re truly a hidden expert in Sheng Wei. I wonder what your purpose is."
Wang Qian's words made Fei Hu's heart tremble; this woman was too sharp. It seemed he might end up falling into her hands if he wasn't careful. From the current situation, Fei Hu felt he had been too straightforward; he should cling to Wang Qian’s leg to prevent her from becoming suspicious.
The effects of the alcohol generally hit later on; slowly, as Fei Hu spoke, he realized his tongue was starting to feel heavy and the lights before him began to sway unsteadily. He thought to himself that he might be getting drunk; originally intending to get her drunk first, he found himself faltering instead.
Wang Qian across from him didn’t seem much better off either; her originally fair face was now flushed with a rosy hue, resembling a red Fuji apple. She waved at Fei Hu and said, "Come here and help me to the sofa for a rest. You’re such a bad person for making me drink so much! Now it’s great; white wine and liquor are clashing."
Fei Hu chuckled and swayed as he stood up. He slowly walked over and reached under Wang Qian's arm; with a slight effort, he said with a smile, "Alright, let’s get you up."
Wang Qian smiled as she stood up with the support of Fei Hu, walking step by step towards the sofa in the middle of the room. Just as Fei Hu was about to let go, Wang Qian suddenly gathered her hands and hugged Fei Hu's head, pulling him onto her. Fei Hu was initially surprised, but then delighted; why should a man fear a woman? He decided not to think too much about it and just enjoy the moment. It seemed he was truly drunk, his self-control greatly diminished.
Lying on the sofa, Wang Qian let out a soft sound and then twisted her waist like a water snake. This movement ignited a fire within Fei Hu, who let out a muffled groan as his hands carelessly moved to Wang Qian's full chest, rubbing and kneading them, changing their shape.
The atmosphere in the room became strange; what was supposed to be a meal had turned into something else entirely. Accompanied by Wang Qian's joyful cries, Fei Hu's hands grew bolder as he slowly moved towards her waist. Just when it seemed that something wonderful was about to happen, Wang Qian's phone on the table rang at an inopportune moment.
Fei Hu's burning desire felt like it had been doused with cold water. He suddenly found it uninteresting and slowly got up to grab Wang Qian's phone from the table. He glanced at it and saw the name Ye Wei displayed on the screen.
"Take it away; I don't want to answer. What kind of nonsense call is this at this time?" Wang Qian said from her position on the sofa, waving her hands around, clearly still a bit drunk.
Fei Hu took a deep breath to calm himself and said, "It seems like it's a call from the chairman. Is there something urgent?"
"This fat guy works himself to death for you during office hours and can't even take it easy after work. Just give it to me!" Wang Qian cursed casually but still reached out to take the phone.
"What? Do I need to tell you where I am? Aren't you being a bit too arrogant? Let me remind you, this is my off-duty time; you have no right to question me," Wang Qian said dismissively about Ye Wei, which made Fei Hu very happy.
"What? Hong Kong Audit Firm? Fine, I'll take a taxi over immediately; just wait there and don't leave," Wang Qian said as she sprang up from the sofa as if she had transformed into another person. The drunkenness she had just moments ago vanished in an instant, leaving Fei Hu stunned.
Although Wang Qian stood up, she still swayed slightly. She first pulled out her car keys from her pocket and shoved them into Fei Hu's hand, saying, "I've already opened the room for you. It's Room 1902 on the nineteenth floor. You can enjoy the five-star hotel treatment tonight. Tomorrow morning, drive my car to the company for me; I have something urgent to attend to. You can just go upstairs; I've already paid for everything here." With that, she wobbled away.
Watching her retreating figure, Fei Hu felt uneasy; was she friend or foe? He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The star-rated hotel was indeed impressive; the decor inside was stunning. As Fei Hu lay down on the spacious bed, he hesitated to close his eyes. However, it would be strange for someone who had drunk too much not to sleep. Before long, he drifted off into dreamland. In his dream, Wang Qian returned and lay down beside him on the same bed. The two of them kept tossing and turning until Fei Hu could no longer move; only then did Wang Qian stop and scold him: "You're really useless; don't come looking for me again."
"I am not useless," Fei Hu said as he got out of bed. He sat there in a daze, surprised that he had such a dream. Sweat had soaked his pillow, and Fei Hu took a moment to calm himself. Looking at the clock, he realized, oh my! If it weren't for this dream, he might still be asleep.
When he drove back to the company, he was one of the earliest arrivals. Team Leader Wang, who was on duty at the gate, saw Fei Hu driving Wang Qian's car and said with a hint of envy, "You really are something! You can handle a woman like that; I'm so jealous."
Fei Hu chuckled and replied, "I can't really handle her, but I do have the chance to drive her car and help her out a bit. If you're interested, next time something like this happens, I can have her come find you. How about that?"
Team Leader Wang's eyes squinted with laughter as he waved his hands dismissively. "No way! I'm too old; how could she ever look at me?" Just as Fei Hu was joking with Team Leader Wang, he suddenly heard a car horn honking behind him. He quickly glanced in the rearview mirror and thought, oh no! It was Ye Xiaofei, the female tyrant. If she saw him driving Wang Qian's car, he couldn't imagine what she would say.
Fei Hu hurriedly stepped on the gas and sped away, but Ye Xiaofei chased after him quickly. Just as Fei Hu parked the car, she drove up and blocked his path. Rolling down her window, Ye Xiaofei leaned out and looked at him. "Not bad! You've got her car now. Did you spend the night with her last night?"
Fei Hu quickly shook his hands and said, "No way! You're thinking too much. Last night, President Wang drank too much and took a taxi home. I'm just picking up her car." Even as he said this, Fei Hu felt a bit uneasy; if Wang Qian hadn't answered Ye Wei's call and left, who knows where things might have ended up.
"Haha! I was just asking casually; no need to be so nervous. Being able to sleep in her bed means you have some skills. I should congratulate you!" Ye Xiaofei said with a mischievous grin.
What did this woman mean? Something had been off since yesterday, but Fei Hu couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
Ye Xiaofei parked her car and glanced at the still-dazed Fei Hu. She walked over and playfully tapped his shoulder with her glove, softly saying, "This flower is too bright; be careful not to get pricked." Hearing this made Fei Hu's heart skip a beat.
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