The door opened, and Fulin looked displeased.
"What's going on? It's your shift now!"
"Oh, we're going."
Fulin shook his head. "We've been hungry for ages. Where did you run off to?"
"Taking care of something."
"Next time, stick to the shift-change schedule."
"Understood."
Huo Wenting worked from home most of the time now. She avoided meetings that did not need to be held and events she did not need to attend.
The Three Brothers rested in the outer suite.
Zhao Ritian was watching American TV dramas and learning english; Long Aotian was reading biographies and learning knowledge; Lu Chengwen was working on his computer, handling official business with colleagues back home.
Ding-dong.
Lu Chengwen went to answer the door. The moment he opened it, he saw Bu Ersun.
The instant Lu Chengwen saw him, he knew it was over.
Something had happened.
The man's clothes were in tatters, his body covered in bloody scratches from branches. The relaxed, proud smile he had worn before was gone from his face.
Bu Ersun's expression was grim, his gaze vicious.
"Young Master, what is this...?"
Bu Ersun reached out to grab Lu Chengwen by the throat. Lu Chengwen quickly retreated and knocked his hand aside, but Bu Ersun moved like lightning. With a turn and several rapid strikes, he subdued Lu Chengwen and clamped a hand around his neck.
Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian hurried over. The two sides faced off, three against three.
Lu Chengwen struggled to speak. "What do you mean by this?"
Bu Ersun sneered. "Playing black-on-black robbery with me?"
Lu Chengwen stared at him. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Give me back the documents, or I'll kill you!"
Lu Chengwen gritted his teeth. "I already gave them to you!"
"But then you stole them back!"
"Bullshit!"