You idiot

With Yang Shue gone, Ying Yue finally pulled up her sunglasses and attached her earpiece. "Yiling."

The tech genius checked on the surveillance cameras outside his office before replying. "I'm all ears, shadow fox." Big Boss would probably kill him if he found out that he was helping her endanger herself at this critical time of her life.

"I've attached the bug to the assistant. Tell me if you find out anything. Also," she walked inside the nearest comfort room to change her clothes. "I found out that Su Jianjun is playing golf. Could you check which golf course he's at?"

An amused smirk played across Mo Yiling's face. Less than half an hour into the mission and she had already figured out where the target was. He should've expected no less from the top agent at Juyan. "You owe me taro cake for this," he muttered. His hands immediately went to work, surveying the possible placeswhere he could be, all the while setting up the speakers to the bug on Yang Shue's suit.

"Remind me. I'll drop off a big one for you soon." There was a cheeky grin on her face as Ying Yue started rummaging through her bag for versatile clothing that was more appropriate for golf. After a while, she was able to fish out a white button-down shirt and a short gym skirt. That would certainly do.

"It seems he's at the golf course East of the city." Mo Yiling punched a few keys to maximize the image of Su Jianjun, caught on one of the surveillance videos there. "He just arrived. I'll hack into the system there and book you a slot."

"Please." She wiped off the bold red lipstick on her lips and replaced it with some lip balm. She needed to look like she was just going out on her own to play golf, not-so-accidentally bumping into Su Jianjun, of course.

***

Fei Huangjin had just finished furnishing a call to Juyan to investigate the matter regarding Changsu, and he rubbed his chin as he stared out the window of his study. After pondering over it, he decided to call Zhang Zihan. He was the most notorious playboy in S city, after all. He was bound to have given out a couple of flowers, right?

"Huangjin?"

"You idiot. You got me drunk last night."

Light laughter filtered through the phone. "Hey, I did you a favor. Yifeng said you ended up at Secretary Ying's place. Did you get laid?" The silence on the other end made Zhang Zihan widen his eyes. If he accused Fei Huangjin of something, the man would usually be defensive. But this time, he was silent. "Don't tell me you didn't?" He broke into another peal of laughter.

Fei Huangjin's lips thinned into displeasure. Not because he found Zhang Zihan's words rude, but because what he said had accurately hit the mark. Indeed, nothing happened between them in Ying Yue's apartment, but that was because he respected her. He would settle with just sleeping beside her rather than make her think he didn't take her seriously.

When he woke up in the middle of the night to find her having fallen asleep on the bed beside him… Her angelic look when she was asleep was already alluring enough, more so when her smell drifted into his senses. It was all too tempting, and the hard-on he tried to suppress was still fresh on his mind.

And then he had a fight with her in the morning. His jaw clenched. "Shut up and help me out or I'll pull out the funding for your latest project."

Zhang Zihan choked on his laughter and cleared his throat. "Okay, okay." Fei Huangjin really had a way with words. "Well, what can I do for you, oh great master?"

"What flowers do you give when you're apologizing to a woman?" He sat down and tapped a finger on the table impatiently.

The man on the other end of the line had another urge to laugh, but he made the effort to reign it in, putting a fist against his mouth and breathing in and out as calmly as he could. "Well, generally, the safest option is to pick roses -- for romance."

"Really?" Surprised, Fei Huangjin sat back. He didn't know any of this. But roses… weren't they a bit too overrated?

Zhang Zihan said proudly, "I've never gotten wrong with giving a girl roses. Usually I pick the orange ones as an apology for breaking up with them."

"You f*cking idiot! I'm not breaking up with her!"