WWY Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Bottom Line – A Gentle Nibble on His Ear Lobe…

In Officer Ling’s social circle, no one had ever seen anyone casually wearing a thong out.

What kind of decent person wears a thong! Is it some kind of special fetish?

Tuxi Ling suppressed the feeling of being struck by lightning, his eyes darting around, avoiding looking at Lan He’s crucial parts. He was doing his best to pull down his pants, his brain nearly overheating.

To make matters worse, Lan He opened his eyes and stared at him, the ruined mouth hidden beneath the blanket starting to whine coquettishly: “Ah, you’re so rough, Officer Ling, it hurts, slower, it’s stuck, slower…”

The side of his thigh was chafed red by the rough fabric, but Tuxi Ling didn’t dare to slow down, much less look at him. He felt like his gaze was about to drill holes in himself.

He regretted it to death. If he had known things would develop this way, he should have had Shengbo Xia accompany him to the stationery store in the morning!

He finally managed to pull his pants down, then grabbed the corner of the blanket and yanked it down hard, covering those long, straight legs, but the image in his mind wouldn’t go away.

Damn it!

He cleared his throat awkwardly. When he looked up, he caught a strange glint in his eyes.

It seemed like mischief, or perhaps amusement, but it vanished in a flash, and his eyes became dazed and unfocused again, half-bright, half-dim. If Tuxi Ling wasn’t an experienced police officer, he would have been easily fooled.

A thought flashed through his mind. Tuxi Ling guessed that he had probably been tricked. Thinking back, from the stationery store onwards, it seemed like he had been teasing him all day.

He was a little angry, but not sure.

“Okay? I really have to go. Take care of dinner yourself.”

Lan He stretched out his arms from under the blanket, his eyes shining: “The undershirt isn’t off yet!”

“Keep it on, don’t catch a cold.”

“Don’t want to!”

Tuxi Ling frowned slightly: “Have you had enough?”

The corner of Lan He’s mouth twitched. He kept his arms outstretched, but his eyes were red. His voice was as weak as someone recovering from a serious illness: “Are you being fierce with me?”

Tuxi Ling felt wronged. He really didn’t know where this “fierce” accusation came from. He was clearly suspicious of him, but he still tried his best to be patient. And now he was accusing him of being fierce?

He sat on the edge of the bed, pulled down the blanket Lan He had pulled over his head, and sighed: “Lan He, what exactly do you want?”

The blanket that had just been pulled down was pulled back up again. The person inside was motionless, as if asleep. Tuxi Ling was really afraid he would suffocate.

After a full half-minute, he slowly revealed his head, grinning foolishly as he beckoned him closer: “Come here, I’ll tell you.”

He still seemed a bit drunk, and Tuxi Ling was unsure again, wondering if he was being too suspicious.

Lan He propped himself up, and he leaned his head over accordingly. He paused by his ear for a few seconds, deliberately using his hot breath to redden the base of his ear, and before he could realize the gravity of the situation, he gently nibbled on his earlobe, then sucked hard, making a “pop” sound.

Tuxi Ling’s whole body stiffened instantly. Even though it was just his ear being held in someone’s mouth, it felt like his lifeblood had been seized. He didn’t dare move. Some corner in his heart seemed to sprout many dandelions, growing, spreading, flying, finally falling lightly, silently and invisibly.

Lan He inhaled the clean scent of his shampoo, wishing he could swallow him whole, but he didn’t want to appear impatient. He had to proceed step by step to ensure everything was under control.

So, he stopped just short of the limit, finally lightly biting that small patch of sensitive soft flesh with his teeth, reluctantly moving away, and saying: “This salted shrimp is really chewy—”

And then he fell asleep.

As for Tuxi Ling, he had probed his bottom line, seen through his state of mind. Today’s goal was achieved, so it was time to quit while he was ahead.

Tuxi Ling blankly watched his eyelashes flutter slightly in his sleep, rubbed his wet earlobe, and stammered, but couldn’t produce a single syllable.

–

“Chairman He, I’ve taken care of everything on the customs side, you didn’t need to come here personally.”

“How long has this batch of goods been delayed? We can’t afford any more problems!”

“It can’t be helped, customs have been especially strict lately. Actually, there’s nothing wrong with our procedures, but even if you’re qualified, you still have to go through layers of inspections. This time, the problem was mainly the outer packaging.”

“In the future, do less with the foreign market for electrical appliances. We don’t have much competitiveness in that area overseas. There’s not much money to be made, but there are a lot of troubles. I’ll mention it at the board meeting next month. In the future, we should focus on the big cake here at home.”

“Understood, then you…”

“I’ll be at the docks soon.”

Si’nian He turned off the car phone and drove into the He Corporation’s private cargo yard.

When the person in charge saw the chairman coming, they hurriedly put down their work to greet him, reporting on the loading situation, shipping time, and arrival time, with meticulously prepared forms.

Working personally was a habit Si’nian He had developed over the years. Even though he had gone from Young Master He to Manager He, and then from Manager He to Chairman He, his original intentions had never changed. Although he was busy now and couldn’t do everything himself, when problems arose, he still had to personally stand at the center of the issue and resolve everything to be at ease.

The docks were very noisy. Amid the sounds of various large cranes and transport equipment, the occasional shrill cry of a seagull cut through the air. Only after the last container with the He Corporation LOGO was closed and locked did he turn to leave the cargo yard.

Opportunities to be alone were rare. He thought about going to the levee to take a walk. It was close, just a few hundred meters straight through the cargo yard.

It wasn’t safe to walk that way, but he had done it many times and was familiar with the route.

As he walked, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Was that Ya Gu?

Like the He Corporation, Gu’s Trading also had a fixed cargo yard, not far away. But what a coincidence, was she also personally supervising the work at the docks today?

Seeing that Ya Gu’s face wasn’t looking too good, he paid attention, quietly following her into the cargo yard. Sure enough, he saw several huge wooden crates piled up like a mountain, with workers driving forklifts back and forth, moving them. It looked like their two containers would soon be filled.

Ya Gu walked towards a single two-meter-square wooden crate that was placed separately. She circled it, frowning: “How did this crate break?”

Si’nian He peeked out from the corner to observe. It was just a temporary shipping crate made of ordinary wooden slats, but two of the planks were broken, revealing the white shockproof foam inside.

The person in charge of the cargo yard happened to run over. Seeing that the boss’s face wasn’t good, he quickly replied: “President Gu, this is temporary packaging, for easy loading and unloading. The packaging will be removed over there!”

“No!” Ya Gu insisted, “Immediately replace the crate and repack it!”

Si’nian He became even more curious.

What the person in charge said made sense, it was just a temporary packing material. What was she fussing about?

He hid himself, watching them bring a new wooden crate and use a small crane to transfer the goods inside, along with the foam, piece by piece.

Unexpectedly, the Gu’s shockproof foam wasn’t fitting well enough, and one of the items actually came apart during the transfer. A green metal vessel fell out and rolled several times on the ground.

Ya Gu’s face changed drastically. She chased after it in her high heels and picked it up, looking panicked as she felt the newly made dent.

The person in charge scolded the assisting workers a few times and went over to smooth things over: “President Gu, are you okay? Anyway, we’re exporting antique-style handicrafts. A little imperfection makes them look more authentic!”

Ya Gu looked at him coldly, handed him the vessel, and told him to repack it carefully: “Be careful!”

He watched as the person in charge carefully put the item back into the foam, wrapped it with tape several times, and then watched them seal the box completely. Only then did she take out her phone and glance at it, seeing 7 missed calls from the same number.

Her hand trembled slightly as she dialed back.

“I’m sorry, I was inspecting the goods just now.”

“Delay the shipping date by a few more days, I have some more items to ship.”

“What? But I’ve already…”

“Reschedule it, President Gu, I’ll bear the losses.”

“…Okay, when?”

“A week.”

“Understood.”

The afternoon sun was strong, and Ya Gu’s temples were wet with sweat. She took out a tissue from her small shoulder bag and wiped it. Then she turned to leave the cargo yard.

Si’nian He peeked out, watching the workers move the wooden crates into the container, lost in thought. He didn’t notice Ya Gu suddenly turning around, just in time for her to see him.

“Si’nian He?” A clear look of panic flashed across Ya Gu’s eyes.

Si’nian He was much calmer than she was. He simply stepped out openly, taking the initiative: “Hi, long time no see, President Gu!”

Ya Gu gritted her teeth: “Why are you in our warehouse?”

“Passing by!” Si’nian He pointed to the levee in the distance, “I wanted to take a walk, want to join me?”

“As a competitor, please don’t enter our territory at will. This involves trade secrets!”

Si’nian He raised one corner of his mouth, saying sarcastically: “A competitor? President Gu, are you serious?”

He hated this woman. He had once wanted to win her over in order to use other means to deal with Lan He. Now, however, he only regarded her as the biggest stain on his life, wishing he could erase her from the world.

Ya Gu bit her red lips, her eyes also full of hatred. Unfortunately, it was illegal to kill, otherwise, she would have personally killed this man who had almost ruined her reputation.

Si’nian He swaggered past her. As soon as he passed through Gu’s cargo yard, the smile on his face vanished instantly.

–

The weather was nice. Lan He brought a large pile of fruit and snacks to visit Dan Han.

This time, there were no ulterior motives. It was purely out of concern and politeness as a younger generation.

As a good friend of Qiu Na, Dan Han was very heartbroken by his accidental death. Seeing Lan He was like meeting someone he could talk to, rambling on about how good Qiu Na was, how much the loss of his accidental death would cause to the cultural relics world, etc. Lan He listened patiently, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

The televisions of old people always scrolled through news channels. Dan Han suddenly stopped talking, staring fixedly at the television.

On the television was the hot news of the past few days, about anonymous overseas cultural relics donations.

Dan Han had heard about it yesterday, but because of his physical weakness, he didn’t pay much attention to it. Plus, today the news released the first photos of the four cultural relics placed in the National Museum. He was stunned when he saw them.

Coincidentally, he was familiar with all four of these cultural relics, because Lan He had shown him paintings of them before, asking him to identify them. They were almost identical, even the patterns were exactly the same.

“Little He.”

“What’s wrong? Uncle Dan?”

“These four cultural relics, where have I seen them before?”

“Ah? Really?” Lan He turned to look at the television screen, deciding to play dumb to the end. He exclaimed, “Really! Isn’t this thing called something like, Crouching Tiger Painted Pottery Figurine? It’s actually back in the country! I even showed it to you last time, what a coincidence!”

His expression was exaggeratedly funny, but Dan Han just stared at him directly, not wanting to laugh at all, looking angry.

Awkward.

Lan He rubbed his fingertips: “Uncle Dan…”

“Are you taking me for a fool?” Dan Han’s breathing became a little labored, “Although I’m old, I’m not senile yet!”

“Uncle, I’m not…”

“You can go, don’t come back!” Dan Han turned his gaze back to the television, angrily refusing to look at him.

Lan He was helpless. He had calculated everything perfectly, but he had overlooked the news report.

Seeing that the old man was really angry, he gestured to Minhu Luo for help, while winking.

Minhu Luo hurried over to mediate: “Old Dan, what’s wrong? Little He came to see you with good intentions, and you’re giving him a cold shoulder. Don’t tell me you’re not senile!”

He punched Lan He’s back: “Your Uncle Dan is wise beyond his years, why are you hiding things from him? Are you asking for a beating? Do you think you can bully him because he’s bedridden? Believe it or not, I’ll beat you for him!”

Lan He also felt that what he was doing was very unethical. Every time, Dan Han had patiently imparted knowledge to him, treating him like his own grandson. As a result, he secretly took the fruits of his labor to do great things, and he didn’t admit it when he was caught.

He lowered his head and grabbed Dan Han’s withered hand.

“Uncle, I’m sorry, I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

“People make mistakes when they are young. Some are unfortunate, because they cannot change the status quo, they can only spend their lives in guilt. But some are very lucky, blessed by God, giving them the opportunity to make amends. But opportunities don’t come for no reason, you have to actively fight for them. If opportunities come actively, you can’t miss them, otherwise they will be fleeting.”

“Can you give me some more time? I will explain everything clearly at that time, but no matter what the final result is, I will always be grateful to you.”

Both old men were formidable figures, and immediately understood the meaning of his words. They looked at him in shock, as if seeing him for the first time.

“Little He, you…”

Minhu Luo started to say, but stopped, glancing at Dan Han.

Dan Han frowned at Lan He, finally closed his eyes and sighed: “It’s good for a child to admit his mistakes and correct them, but you better be prepared. Our country’s criminal law has always been based on actions. It doesn’t mean that if the violator is willing to spend time making up for their mistakes, they don’t have to be responsible for the wrong things they did before.”

Lan He smiled with pursed lips, as if he had been prepared for this: “I know, Uncle, thank you!”