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Kaka gently caressed her sweat-soaked face, silently embracing her in his arms. The expression in his eyes was something she couldn't read; he never let her see through him.
A long while later...
"Go take a bath, you haven't seen Muhan for a long time," Kaka said calmly and amicably, his voice having returned to its usual tone.
Wushuang hooked his chin with one hand, grinning mischievously. "A lovey-dovey soak"
"Are you trying to grope me"
"You've been groped by me since you were nineteen; now you're old tofu," Wushuang said as she got up from him and hopped off the bed to freshen up in the bathroom, while Kaka went to use the connected guest room for his hygiene routine.
Kaka finished quicker. He had a set of clothes belonging to Wushuang at home; he took it out from the wardrobe and placed it on the bed, then knocked on the bathroom door. The sound of water stopped, and Kaka said, "Wushuang, your clothes are on the bed."
"Got it," she replied.
As Kaka was heading down the stairs, breakfast had been served. Zhou Muhuan had already started eating in the dining room; Qinglong (Azure Dragon), Baihu (White Tiger), Xuánwǔ (Black Tortoise), and Zhuruo (Vermilion Bird) were all there. The five of them seemed to be having a great time, talking about something joyfully.
After exchanging greetings with everyone present, Zhou Muhuan asked, "Where's Wushuang"
"She just woke up and is taking a bath," Kaka replied tersely, elegantly eating his meal. Zhuruo and the other four had their eyes wide; Baihu questioned, "Nanfeng, did the woman you brought back spend the night in your room"
"What's wrong with that" Kaka retorted, nonchalant about it. Wushuang hadn't spent a single night outside his room since she first came to London secretly to see him; each time, she would leave before dawn, and they four had never encountered her.
Seeing how naturally he asked back as if saying that the woman was his wife and there was nothing wrong with her staying in his bedroom, everyone except Zhou Muhuan felt a blow. So, their leader was also a man who couldn't resist temptation when faced with beauty
The one they thought used to be so righteous had been an act all along.
Xuanwu asked, "Nanfeng, what's your relationship with that woman"
"Her name is Wushuang," Kaka said indifferently, furrowing her brows as she looked at the four of them. Her smile carried a hint of warning, "Don't call her 'woman'."
The boss is angry...
This is unusual.
What kind of woman could make the boss protect her like this
Qinglong was eating breakfast solemnly. After recovering from his initial shock, he realized there wasn't much to be surprised about; he was probably the most composed among them. Zhirou, being a woman herself and having a very good relationship with Fang Jiaqi, couldn't help but ask, "Nanfeng, is your girlfriend Jiaqi Why is she..."
She tried to find an adjective to describe the situation, knowing it was wrong. Kaka wasn't someone who toyed with people's emotions; they had all seen how he treated Fang Jiaqi well. But why suddenly with another woman... They really didn't know.
And they were quite shocked.
Kaka smiled, reminding them, "You guys should know what to say and what not to say, right Do you need me to point it out"
The heads of a few people shook rapidly. Of course they knew that such things shouldn't be casually spoken about.
Who would want to hurt Fang Jiaqi's heart
Zhou Muhuan was silently eating breakfast beside them, reading the newspaper. Today’s paper reported on last night's shooting incident at Phoenix Fire Casino in Las Vegas. Both the Las Vegas gambling king and the European gambling king were killed simultaneously, with more than one killer involved. One of the killers was an Eastern woman wearing white pants and black clothes. The newspaper referred to her as "Eastern Doll," reportedly very beautiful and extremely ruthless.
After shifting their gossiping thoughts away from Kaka's scandal, Qinglong said, "Although both gambling kings had many enemies, who would go so far as to kill them This method of killing is clearly the work of a professional hitman."
Xuanwu and Baihu nodded; the killer’s technique was very neat and clean, leaving no trace.
Kaka took the newspaper and looked at it with a slight smile. As expected, she had put on a human skin mask. Wushuang tore off her mask after killing someone, so nobody in the casino recognized her.
The London police are annoyed.
Zhuque snorted. "The police won't be able to solve a case like this, and they'll have to deal with societal pressure. I think in the end, they will ask for our help. Nanfeng, do you want to start working on it now"
Chou Muhan raised an eyebrow at Kaka before shaking his head with a smile. Kaka said, "It's enough if we look into the case of the Las Vegas gambling king being killed. We can leave Field’s case alone; there's no need to waste time."
The few individuals present were all intelligent people. Hearing what Kaka had to say, they understood immediately. Baihu asked, "It was done by someone they know"
Just as Kaka was about to answer, Wushuang descended the stairs with incomparable grace. She still wore her usual white shirt and black pants; she always dressed in a monochrome style that was neat and refreshing. Her hair was simply tied into a ponytail, without makeup but with skin as fair as snow, and purple eyes that sparkled brilliantly. Even just walking down the stairs, there was an aura of dazzling allure and charm that stunned everyone present. She was originally a beauty who could overshadow all others.
Graceful beyond compare, stunningly beautiful.
Xuanwu, Baihu, and the others were left staring in amazement.
So beautiful.
Especially her pair of lively and enchanting purple eyes, which seemed to be able to speak. They had only seen this kind of purple eyes on one person before, and that was by chance. It was the former head of the mafia, and just thinking about her name,
Wushuang.
Momo Wushuang.
Their minds immediately connected to her identity. No wonder Chou Muhan had warned them not to provoke her.
A core leader of the mafia.
Kaka stood up and pulled out a chair for her, and Wushuang greeted Chou Muhan, "Muhan, it's been a long time. Little White has been talking about you nonstop."
"What does Little White say about me"
"I heard you owe him a hundred dollars."
Zhou Muhan laughed. Wushuang and the four, Qinglong and Baityu, greeted Zhou Muhan but did not act as warmly towards him as they had with Zhou Muhan; instead, they merely nodded coolly at him, distant and indifferent, somewhat cold and sharp, causing everyone to shiver inwardly.
But she smiled so gently...
It was eerie, dark, somewhat graceful yet also... sinister.
The smile seemed very familiar.
Suddenly they realized what it reminded them of—Chunanfeng's smile.
Kaka's smile was exactly like that.
No wonder...
Wushuang leaned over to look at the newspaper Zhou Muhan held. Zhou Muhan glanced askance at her, "It seems he didn't provoke Mo Yao; why should he die"
"Chengtian wants him dead," Wushuang purred.
Kaka was handling their breakfasts. Since Wushuang wouldn’t eat egg whites, Kaka separated the yolk from his own egg and placed it on her plate before picking out the whites from her plate for himself.
Qinglong, Baityu, and others found this increasingly strange; it looked like a couple's morning routine.
Hearing Wushuang’s words, Kaka paused with his fork in hand...
The corner of his eye twitched, and a chill spread through the air.oor is infectious; even someone as cold and aloof as a glacier would be influenced by the passionate ambiance, gradually immersing themselves into an unrestrained state of mind. No matter how rigid or...