Fu Jiu

This is a story of a captain of a secluded place and a gorgeous female celebrity—both who would hardly cross paths but a collision in Tibet sets an opening to their encounter.
Upon their first encounter, Wenxian already has her eyes set on Captain Lu—her mouth drooling with desire. 
Wenxian, “Hmm? How can I win over your heart? In a plain sack or using sweet talk?”
With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Xiao scoffs. “You are an impressive and popular celebrity, I am only a captain at this secluded place. I am very poor, what is it in me that you like about?”
Wenxian, “I like how you always snub back at me.”
Lu Xiao choked and walked away heartlessly. “You are shameless, don’t even dream about it!”
The next day, he said, “It's all because you were carried away by a whim?”
Wenxian, “No, hatching a scheme.”

Tangling with the Western Commander

Wen Xian could only feel herself being scrutinized until her hair stood on end. She chuckled awkwardly twice, raised her hand to rub her nose, and stammered, "My assistant called me again, there's quite a bit of business going on today."


Lu Xiao looked at her expressionlessly: "People tend to touch their noses subconsciously when they are lying."


With that, he returned her bag to her and turned to leave directly.


Wen Xian's hand, still touching her nose, stiffened: "..."


Hadn't she made things clear to him? Why did he call again!


Now great, Lu Xiao already thought her social circle was messy with too many men around, even that she could easily go to bed with any man...!


Although those weren't entirely true, but—


When Wen Xian thought about how she had guiltily jumped the gun just now, she couldn't help but grit her teeth, stomp her foot, and chased after him again.


The pedestrian street in this small town was bustling, but it seemed like the offline economy was doing poorly as she saw two stores closed down.


Wen Xian jogged after him all the way, her teeth itching with irritation. So what if he is one meter eighty-eight!


Eventually, running made her feel so hungry that her stomach grumbled. She finally caught up and grabbed his arm, panting, "Lu Xiao, let's go eat something first, I'm so hungry."


Lu Xiao's brow furrowed slightly, and just as he was about to say something, he heard Wen Xian's stomach: "Grrrgrrr..."


Lu Xiao pursed his lips slightly and nonchalantly withdrew his arm from her hands, saying coldly, "What do you want to eat?"


The moment he spoke, Wen Xian's heart trembled slightly.


Why did it seem like the atmosphere around him had turned colder than before after Huo Qi's call, as if he were angry?


His face was covered with a layer of frost.


And he was deliberately keeping his distance from her.


Wen Xian mulled over this in her heart and looked around, when she suddenly spotted a restaurant at the crossroads.


A large sign with a green background, on it, golden letters boldly stated: [Xia Yang Family Mutton Shou Zhua Restaurant]


She was drawn in by the mutton and pointed, "Let's go there!"


Lu Xiao's gaze followed hers and looked at his watch before heading towards the restaurant without a word.


According to their previous operation plan, Sang Nian and Ga Zhuo should be communicating online with the poaching sellers at this time.


This could hang on for a day or two, it wouldn't be quick.


The place was a small town with narrow streets and, due to the unseasonal weather, almost no greenery by the road.


The mountains not far away were already covered in snow, with several ropes strung from top to bottom.


Colorful ribbons were tied to them, fluttering in the wind that came from the southwest.


The two of them arrived at the entrance of the restaurant. The exterior didn't look particularly appealing, somewhat akin to a dingy diner.


But upon pushing the door to enter, the interior was quite spacious and not lacking in patrons, with even a few private rooms on the first floor.


Wen Xian followed him in, but just then, a white minivan drove past the entrance...!


The rear door of the van was broken, loosely secured by a chain, but a dark gap was still exposed.


Wen Xian subconsciously covered her nose and glanced at the van.


Indescribable, very fetid, like the scent of an animal.


The vehicle turned a corner ahead and disappeared behind the restaurant, out of her line of sight.


Wen Xian didn't look any longer, withdrew her gaze, and followed Lu Xiao into the restaurant.


Chapter 41: Angry, Jealous?