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Yang Chou's forces were on high alert, but they never anticipated that Jufeng would make a move involving a banknote given to a beggar. Thanks to Jufeng's careful planning over such a long period, their guard was down. Throughout the entire ordeal, only Chen Tan Hua had any inkling of what was happening; however, he was an undercover agent even deeper in disguise than Jufeng.
The day after tomorrow, once Charming Ladies had settled their affairs at home, they gradually arrived at the hotel where Jufeng and his group were staying. The once quiet hotel suddenly buzzed with activity. Unfortunately for the owner, before he could revel in the excitement, the group was whisked away by a flying vehicle, leaving behind only endless speculation.
The journey was silent; to maintain distance, the women stayed at a separate location. They sped back to the Terrorist's planet, and everything seemed unchanged. However, when they disembarked from the flying vehicle, a young girl followed Jufeng back.
Chen Tan Hua brought several brothers to report back to Yang Chou. Naturally, this involved questioning about Jufeng, but there were no flaws in his account. Moreover, with Chen Tan Hua's embellishments, Jufeng's story became even more enticing and increasingly reminiscent of the Terrorist's essence.
The only hiccup was regarding the thirteen-year-old girl. Yang Chou failed to detect anything unusual and naturally overlooked it, which slightly eased his wariness towards Jufeng.
Time reveals people's true nature; sometimes it's a blessing, other times a curse. For Jufeng, it was a blessing; for Yang Chou, it was a death warrant.
Jufeng returned home with a tail following him, feeling somewhat disgruntled. If rescuing her had been intended as groundwork for future events, he never truly considered keeping her around. It was already dangerous enough; now he had an additional responsibility that complicated matters.
When Jufeng returned to the dormitory, he first passed by Hua Cheng and the others' quarters and entered one of them to relay some instructions. Since the information had already been sent out, the Cosmic Police would soon sweep through this area. As insiders, they needed to be well-prepared; otherwise, when things turned critical, last-minute efforts would likely be futile.
However, after giving his instructions, Jufeng noticed that everyone's gaze kept drifting behind him. This infuriated him; rarely did he lose his temper like this as he sternly admonished them before storming out.
Of course, it wasn't a real storming out; it only made the Brothers in the room burst into laughter.
Ning Pangzi was the most outspoken among them and curiously asked, "That girl Brother Jufeng brought back... she can't possibly be his girlfriend, can she? She's really pretty."
Everyone expected Ning Pangzi to voice their shared thoughts but were taken aback by his thoughtless comment.
Hua Cheng threw a chestnut at him and said, "Let's not meddle in Brother Jufeng's affairs. Remember what he told us; if anyone messes things up later on, just wait until Brother Jufeng deals with them."
After finishing his words, Hua Cheng added in a voice only he could hear, "Sigh, Brother Jufeng is back home... Sigh, Brother Jufeng wishes you good luck."
Jufeng returned home with the girl, and as soon as they entered, the three of them froze in a strange manner.
Vera, standing by the window, suddenly shifted her gaze from Jufeng to the girl behind him, then back again.
The girl's eyes darted from Jufeng to the dark-skinned sister by the balcony, then she looked back at Jufeng in surprise, speechless.
In that instant, both women felt the same thing; it was just that Vera concealed her feelings deep within, while the girl displayed hers openly before them.
Jufeng sensed their gazes and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. However, this outcome was not what he desired. If he didn't show sympathy and divert the Terrorist's attention to this girl, how could he easily succeed in delivering his message?
Just as Jufeng was about to explain to Vera, he noticed that she had already taken graceful steps to the door, pulling the girl into the room with a hostess's demeanor. She gestured for Jufeng to close the door and gently asked, "Young lady, how old are you and what is your name?"
Hearing this, Jufeng let out a sigh of relief. He thought he would have to spend more time explaining things to Vera but overlooked her intelligence and grace, which even surpassed his own. How could she not think of such a straightforward approach?
The girl clearly wasn't accustomed to Vera's warmth. She believed that men, aside from her father, were all just big fools who kept their mistresses hidden at home while flaunting their affairs outside. She never expected that this man would bring her back to his home—a home with a woman in it.
Was she another woman involved in a transaction like herself? Or was she the legitimate wife? Or perhaps... a sister?
A multitude of words flooded the girl's mind, yet she couldn't find one that provided a clear answer. So she hesitantly replied. Her youthful face combined with an almost exaggerated figure truly made for a rare combination.
"My name is Sisi. The 'Si' in front is a simplified version of 'Ximen,' and the 'Xi' at the end means there's grass growing on my head. I am thirteen years old."
Upon hearing the girl's age, Vera couldn't help but be startled. At such a delicate age, how could Jufeng have brought her back from that kind of place?
She looked at Jufeng, who helplessly raised his hands as if to say he didn't know either. He said, "You shouldn't make the girl so nervous right from the start. After all that running around, I'm starving. I'll go buy some food so we can eat and chat."
Jufeng was not wrong; on this journey filled with intrigue and competition, they had indeed not eaten well. Now, everything was ready, only awaiting the arrival of the Cosmic Police to sweep through, allowing them to eat heartily without worry.
Jufeng quickly returned from the cafeteria, bringing back enough food for three people. Taking advantage of this moment, Vera communicated many heartfelt thoughts with the girl, who had two "Xi" characters in her name, easing Sisi's defenses considerably.
As the three of them ate and chatted, Sisi learned that the young man before her was named Jufeng and that he was not at all like she had imagined. He had entered into this arrangement with her out of necessity due to certain circumstances, much like her father—a good person.
Despite her strong demeanor, Sisi finally shed a few crystalline tears. It wasn't because she was forced into this line of work; it was because someone she held dear was about to leave her.
"I have always lived with my father, but he has been weak and ill for a long time. Recently, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness. All the money we have goes toward his treatment, but it's still not enough. So I had no choice but to come out and find ways to earn money for his medical bills. But it's so hard to make money now; they all look down on me because I'm just a child and refuse to give me work. I can really do a lot! In the end, I was left with no options, and my father can’t wait any longer, so I had to do this to help him."
Children from poor families often grow up too fast. If it weren't for life's hardships, who would willingly face such a cold world at such an early age? Perhaps Sisi's experience reminded Vera of her own childhood struggles. Throughout the meal, Vera kept serving Sisi more food, embodying the role of an older sister.
(To be continued)
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