Good Morning, Miss Undercover

7

I gritted my teeth. Not wanting to waste time, I directly opened my mouth and spoke: "Could you help me to find where is Deng Long now?"

"Martin?" He was slightly taken aback, his voice deep and low, "Can I ask why?"

I was silent for a moment. Not wanting to beat around the bush I replied, "He took my boyfriend away......"

He was silent.

I added oil and vinegar[1], exasperating tragic effect. I pretended to be sobbing, "Deng Long took him away. I couldn't find him. Big brother, you must help me. We, fallen woman, don't have it easy. After all the trouble to find myself a good man, who serves as a timeless bread ticket[2] , I don't want any accident to happen to him ~~~"

I sniffed exaggeratedly. I reckon when he heard it he would consider me, the fallen woman, who humbled herself for love and wanted to rescue her boyfriend from the claws of a gay, as a very helpless and pitiful woman.

I have pretended for so long, yet he spoke only now, "Why should I help you?"

When I heard it, I almost wanted to curse. He continued speaking, "Miss Fang, I have no obligation to help you find your boyfriend. This sounds a little ridiculous. Should I take it as you are trying to find a cheap excuse to hit on me? Sorry, but it's not like there's not such possibility."

I froze for a split second. Suddenly, an earth-shattering fury bursted inside my mind. I wanted to open my mouth and curse, but my sanity abruptly jumped out at this time and reminded me that my top priority wasn't to quarrel with this delusional man. If he became angry with me, then Dongzi's chrysanthemum would with a high possibility blossom along with dripping blood.

I can't let anything happen to Dongzi.

I still remember that time, when old Tan escorted the bashfully smiling Dongzi before me. As soon as I saw the big boy with that daughter-in-law appearance, I became amused. I draped my hand over his shoulders and said heroically: "Rest assured. Senior sister will cover you in the future."

I have always remembered this promise.

And from a distant past, an elder has once benevolently looked at me. With meaningful and heartfelt words he taught me: "Liangliang, A promise is worth of thousand gold. One would rather others fail him than turns his back on others."

I painfuly gritted my teeth and clenched the phone. I took a deep breath and swallowed my rage. Afterwards, I used an unusually calm voice to speak, "Don't worry. I still understand the principle that a grass chicken doesn't match with a rich husband. What about doing it like this. Consider my pitiful life an help me find where Deng Long is. I will never again bother you in the future."

There was a silence for a few seconds on that side, then he said, "Wait for me for a few minutes."

Afterwards, he hung up.

I resentfully glanced at the number on my phone. I made a pei sound[3]. Bored to death, I turned my head and swept a glance at the public square that was as bright as a daytime. After that, my line of sight was fixed on the nearby doorway of Shayu shop.

Fu Chen was standing there like a rooted wooden pole, intently looking my way. Weiyi tugged at him and he reluctantly moved away his glance. Expressionlessly, he was pulled away.

Watching those two walking side by side, I only sneered. Apparently, he has truly found true love. In the past, when we were bickering, he liked to hold my hand and walk in the front, from time to time turning his head to reprimand me to display his mightiness and dominancy. There was no room for me to act shamelessly.

Looking at Weiyi in distance, who was walking in the front and holding the hand, that had once covered my ice-cold hands and blew a warm breath on them in deep winter, seemingly strictly actually distressedly reprimanding me, it made my heart pound hard.