Courtyard House: A Start with Black Gold Swallowing 100,000 Silver Dollars

A moment later, the two cars drove into the forest path one after the other.

Tang Zhenbang's driver, relying on the prestigious Tang family of Qingzhong, didn't take the following car seriously at all, assuming it was just a coincidence that they were going the same way.

And Tang Zhenbang himself? Ha—

His eyes were already glued to Song Caidie; if the driver hadn't been in the front seat, he probably would have already reached out and grabbed her.

With a quick glance, he slammed his right foot on the accelerator, and the car roared forward, executing a beautiful drift that left it stranded in the middle of the road.

The car behind braked suddenly and honked its horn, but he ignored it and steadily forced the car to a stop.

"Mr. Tang, something's happened!"

"Those cars ahead are probably after us because they were trying to drug Miss Song."

The driver tensed his jaw and spoke in a very low voice.

"First, find out who they are—if they are Song family bodyguards, take them out cleanly and decisively; this matter must not reach the Song family's ears; if they are outsiders, brandish the Tang family's name to scare them away..."

"Right, we need to find out their background first."

The driver nodded, understanding.

Asking for details was merely paving the way for silencing witnesses later.

He pushed open the door and got out of the car. He looked up and saw three people slowly approaching him—Haozi was on the left, Da Yanzhui was on the right, and Li Wenguo, who was in the middle wearing a gray jacket, walked steadily with a flawless smile on his face.

The driver's heart sank.

It's too scattered. If I were to launch a surprise attack, I could only take down one at most, and the remaining two could pounce into the blind spot and counterattack in the blink of an eye. I'd probably be done for here.

"Whose people are they? Why are they stopping the car?"

He raised his voice and demanded an answer, hoping the other party was not a close confidant of the Song family.

"Oh, I've met your young master before, so I thought I'd say hello."

Haozi smiled innocently, but his eyes were fixed on Li Wenguo's movements.

The tasks were assigned early on the bus: Li Wenguo would focus on the young men inside, while he and Da Yan would keep an eye on the driver.

But the prerequisite is that Li Wenguo has to stick to it first; otherwise, if the driver falls, the young master will take Song Caidie hostage, and the situation will collapse.

"My young master does not wish to receive guests, please leave."

The driver spoke calmly, but his gaze was fixed on Li Wenguo, who was almost at the back door of the car.

"The Chen family," Li Wenguo said, stepping past the driver and heading straight to the back seat. "I just saw Miss Song in the car, so I came to say hello."

The driver was forced to turn his head to guard against Haozi and Da Yan. In the blink of an eye, Li Wenguo had already reached out and touched the car door handle.

"The Tang family keeps out of the way of outsiders when they're doing business—just who are you?"

Tang Zhenbang rolled down the car window, his face grim.

"The Chen family."

Before Li Wenguo could finish speaking, the car door clicked open, and the dark muzzle of a silenced pistol was already pressed against Tang Zhenbang's temple.

Tang Zhenbang's pupils contracted sharply, and before he could react, a dark red patch exploded on his forehead.

"Let's do it!"

Haozi and Dayan drew their guns in response, and two bullets pierced the driver's knees almost simultaneously—he had just raised his hand to touch his waist when he collapsed to the ground, too weak to resist.

"Send Aunt Yang back first, I'll take care of things here."

Li Wenguo threw down a sentence and turned to leave.

"this……"

"Mr. Li, are you alone?" Haozi frowned.

"Enough talk! I know this job better than eating, let's get going!"

After watching the car turn the corner and disappear, Li Wenguo quickly scanned his surroundings to make sure no one was around. With a flick of his wrist, the two corpses and the car vanished instantly.

He smoothed out a few footprints on the ground and then pulled a brand-new black sedan out of the space.

"Ouch—it's so hot!"

As soon as Song Caidie was shoved into the passenger seat, her cheeks flushed red, her fingers frantically tugging at her clothes, and intermittent gasps escaped her throat.

I rely on!

aphrodisiac!

Holy crap!

aphrodisiac!

This is fucking awful!

A vein throbbed on Li Wenguo's forehead.

I had intended to take her to a hotel for the night, but I never expected that this young master of the Tang family would be so ruthless—he was far more skilled than me, who only knew how to use sleeping pills, and he went straight for the kill!

"Damn spoiled brat!"

"It's such a wild game!"

He slammed on the gas, turned the steering wheel, and the car shot off like an arrow toward the villa he had just left.

In the back seat, Song Caidie was still groaning in a daze, "Hot...so hot..." Her fingers had already unbuttoned two buttons on her shirt.

"Butterfly, oh butterfly, did I owe you a mountain of gold in my past life? How come every time you get into trouble, I'm always there, and I always have to come and bail you out—it's absolutely infuriating!"

"I don't know if in your past life I dumped you, ruined you, or sent you on your way... or maybe I personally sent you to your doom... so in this life it's my turn to clean up the mess!"

"Sigh... I can't say for sure whether it's my karma or your fate—anyway, this damned destiny is something I can't shake off..."

While muttering to himself, the car had already smashed through the villa's iron gate and was heading straight for the main building.

Li Wenguo grabbed Song Caidie and rushed towards the bedroom. On the way, her hot fingers brushed against his neck and grabbed his belt, taking full advantage of him.

He put her on the bed, stepped back half a step, stood with his hands in his pockets, and his eyes were resolute—he would never cross the line.

She curled up, shivering, her lips cracked, and repeatedly cried out in a hoarse voice, "It's hot!" Her fingers frantically tried to unbutton the third button on her clothes, and tears streamed down her face in frustration.

Li Wenguo sighed and scratched the back of his neck.

"Okay, loosen your clothes first, then take a cold shower, that should help..."

Li Wenguo had already deduced that Song Caidie had first been given a mind-altering drug, and then a bone-corroding aphrodisiac, which was why she was delirious and weak all over.

He leaned closer and deftly unbuttoned her clothes.

But as soon as he let go, Song Caidie instinctively clung to him, twisting her waist and pressing down on his shoulder. Caught off guard, Li Wenguo was thrown onto the bed.

Looking at the flushed face pressing down on him, he simply closed his eyes, lay back, and sprawled out—let her be.

Oh shit!

You were the one who pounced on me!

It has absolutely nothing to do with me!

As the morning sun broke through the clouds, its warm golden rays slanted in from the balcony, illuminating the entire room with a bright and airy feel.

The person on the bed had eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, then slowly lifted their eyelids, their eyes still misty.

After a full ten seconds of silence, a scream suddenly erupted—rapid and piercing, almost tearing the air apart.

"It's so noisy!!!"

"That crazy woman woke up way too quickly!!"

The sound of water was still running in the bathroom. Li Wenguo was wiping his face and picking his ears at the same time, his brows furrowed.

He was forced to endure this last night, and he felt really frustrated.

Although he didn't suffer any physical harm, he didn't care about such a "bargain" at all—especially since the other party was Song Caidie, whose identity was too hot to handle, and getting involved would only cause trouble.

Therefore, at this moment, his face showed no arrogance after his success, only the frustration of being dragged into this mess.

"Tang Zhenbang! You despicable and shameless beast, how dare you drug me and ruin my reputation! Just wait—I'll have your entire family executed, leaving no one alive!"

"I definitely will! I swear! I will definitely do it!"

"Bang--!!!"

A muffled thud made the door frame vibrate as the bathroom door was slammed down by a heavy object.

No need to guess, it must have been the copper-based glass lamp on the bedside table that flew over and hit it.

"Hmph, fine. Let her taste what it means to be unpredictable."

Li Wenguo gritted his teeth and remained silent, letting her curse, smash things, and cry—letting her continue to suffer in silence.

Don't think you can rest easy or be careless just because you're in Qingzhong; don't think everyone around you is honest and kind, because you might be sold out and even help them count the money.

Look, didn't we suffer a big setback last night?

"Tang Zhenbang! You bastard, you vermin and scum, you did something bad but you're too ashamed to show your face, aren't you?!"

"What a coward! No, you're a bastard who's swallowed bear gall and leopard heart but still cowers in his shell!"

"You just wait and see—I'll pay you back tenfold, in blood! You'll never lay a finger on me again!"

"When I get back to Beijing, I'll immediately report you to my father, and then tell my uncle! You're dead, and the Tang family is finished!"

……

Song Caidie's insults grew increasingly vicious, each word a barb, each sentence a dagger to the heart.

Li Wenguo had already finished showering and was sitting on the toilet seat, holding a cup of hot soy milk in his left hand and a greasy fried chicken leg in his right, his cheeks bulging.

After finishing one, he casually pulled out a second one from his spatial storage; then, on a whim, he simply took out a whole golden and crispy fried chicken—the signature product of the time-honored Beijing restaurant "Laozaomen." He had ordered over a thousand of them in one go and stored them away, along with roast ducks and roast geese piled up like small mountains, but we'll skip the details here.

"Waaaaah..."

The cursing gradually subsided, turning into intermittent sobs, making her look as aggrieved as a wet kitten.

After finishing the last piece of chicken leg, I gulped down the soy milk in one go.

"belch--!"

He let out a loud burp, then slowly washed his hands before opening the bathroom door.

Song Caidie was already dressed and curled up on the edge of the bed, her arms crossed on her knees, her forehead pressed against the back of her hands, her shoulders heaving as she sobbed.

"Hey, what a cacophony of howls this early in the morning, disturbing my peaceful sleep."

Li Wenguo leaned lazily against the door frame, one hand in his pocket, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"You despicable and shameless..."

She looked up at the sound and started cursing, but when her eyes met the face she had been longing for, she stopped talking and froze.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not dreaming, it's me, Li Wenguo."

"That Tang Zhenbang you were cursing, I chopped him up last night. I was passing by the dance hall when I saw him dragging you into an alley—"

"I was going to give you a cold shower to wake you up after I rescued you, but you grabbed my collar and slammed me against the wall... You know what happened next."

Seeing her stunned, Li Wenguo simply laid it all out.

"ah--!!!"

"It's not a dream!!!"

"Oh my god... it's you! Wen Guo!!!"

Song Caidie screamed suddenly, then burst out laughing. She jumped off the bed, rushed over barefoot, and grabbed his neck with such force that she almost choked him.

"You saved me! I knew it! Every time I'm in danger, you'll come! You're God's guardian angel! *kiss*—Lucky star! *kiss*!"

"I like you! *kiss*"

"I love you! *kiss*"

"I want to marry you! *kiss*"

She was so happy she almost fainted. With each shout, she would kiss him heavily on the face, leaving a dense trail of lip prints, like a string of hot flower petals.

Li Wenguo felt bitter inside. "You dare to marry me, but I dare not accept you!"

If you actually marry him, it's like having an iron chain around your neck, welded to the Party and the State.

Want to turn back later? No way!

"That's the situation. We really can't get married right now—we have to wait until we completely drive the Japanese out of China."

He laid it all out: the Military Intelligence Bureau had appointed him as a station chief in Beiping, specifically to monitor the Japanese supply lines, telegrams, and the lifeline of the puppet regime; and finally, he also revealed that once the war was won, he would immediately marry her.

Song Caidie didn't say anything, lowered her head and ate her meat bun while sipping her soy milk.

The steamed buns were piping hot and soft, and the soy milk was thick, white, and slightly sweet—all freshly taken from the space, steaming hot and incredibly fragrant. She ate intently, her cheeks puffing out slightly, like a greedy little squirrel.

After wiping her mouth clean, she looked up at Li Wenguo, her voice soft yet deep: "Alright, I'll wait. The day the fighting stops, I'll wear red and enter the house. Even if I wait until my teeth fall out and my hair turns completely white, I'll hold onto these words and never let go."

His eyes were so bright they were almost blinding, without the slightest hesitation.

Ever since Xu Wanqing schemed against her, she had spent several nights crying alone. But this time, she would not let go—even if it was just an empty promise, she would hold it tightly in her palm.

Silly girl...

Is it worth it?

Seeing her taut jawline and the unquenchable flame in her eyes, Li Wenguo's throat tightened, and he silently swallowed his sigh.