Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Xu Yuanjia looked down at the passport in his hand. The girl's photo was quietly embedded in the inner page. Her black hair was neatly tucked behind her ears, her eyebrows and eyes were soft, and she smiled, her smile clear and pure.

His thumb unconsciously traced the edge of the photo, the movement very light, his fingertip resting on the side of the girl's face.

The stench of blood in the Golden Sandalwood Pavilion had not completely dissipated. Outside the window, the sound of water from the lotus pond was soft and gentle. The morning light slanted in and fell on the man's long, slender, pale fingers.

Xu Qingyao stood below, remaining silent throughout.

She wore a neatly tailored off-white dress, her black hair pulled back, her features beautiful and her expression composed. With her hands behind her back, her posture was neither humble nor arrogant, but rather carried an air of confident ease.

Xu Yuanjia finally lifted his eyelids and looked at her. The murderous intent he had shown when facing the clan elder was gone from his eyes; only a calm, almost indifferent scrutiny remained.

"Third Sister," he said calmly, "are you investigating me?"

Xu Qingyao raised her delicate eyebrows slightly and corrected her gently, "It's concern."

Xu Yuanjia chuckled lazily and waved his passport, the red cover swaying lightly between his fingers.

A slow, sharp smile curved his thin lips, the sarcasm practically dripping from his words: "Concern for me, or a threat?"

"A threat?" Xu Qingyao raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "So that's what A-Jia's brother thinks?"

At this point, she crossed her arms, tilted her head, and smiled faintly: "So, does this girl pose a threat to you?"

Xu Yuanjia did not answer. He sat in the head seat, his elbows casually resting on the armrests, his palms supporting his cheeks, his eyelashes lowered, leisurely glancing at the passport in his hand, his posture relaxed and elegant.

It was as if the great purge, the gunshots, and the power grab in the family struggle had not drained him of any energy.

Xu Yuanjia stared at the photo for a long time, but the image of Shi Luyu smiling kept flashing through his mind.

She stood under the tree, holding a cup of coffee, gently coaxing him.

She drew that pitifully ugly little rabbit in the library;

With red eyes, she asked him if her brother would abandon her... She would look up at him and say over and over that she loved her brother the most.

Xu Yuanjia's eyes darkened. He knew what Xu Qingyao was testing, and he also understood what it meant for her to have this passport in her hands.

It took him quite a while to put his passport on his lap.

The tone drops slightly at the end: "Zhou Ji".

Zhou Ji, who was standing to the side, immediately bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Xu Yuanjia glanced at him lazily, "Don't you know any better?"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

Zhou Ji paused briefly, then understood, "Yes, Master Jia."

He turned around, picked up a solid wood chair from the side, and placed it steadily behind Xu Qingyao.

He then bowed his head and gestured for her to sit down, saying, "Third Miss, please have a seat."

Xu Qingyao glanced at the chair, her eyes shifting slightly, and she immediately understood.

Xu Yuanjia personally arranged for someone to provide seats, which was tantamount to acknowledging her earlier statement.

Shi Luyu was indeed his weakness. At the very least, she was someone he was willing to give his full weight to.

Xu Qingyao sat down calmly. She took out a pack of cigarettes from her skirt pocket, pulled one out, and held it between her fingers. Her gaze shifted to Zhou Ji standing beside her, a slight smile curving her lips.

Zhou Ji frowned almost imperceptibly. He first glanced at Xu Qingyao, then turned to look at Xu Yuanjia in the upper seat, his eyes seeking her opinion.

Xu Yuanjia said lazily, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou nodded: "Yes."

He took out a lighter from his pocket, stepped forward, and bent down to light Xu Qingyao's cigarette. The flame flickered gently, and Xu Qingyao looked down, the cigarette butt tinged with a scarlet hue.

She took a slow breath, looked up at Xu Yuanjia, and finally couldn't help but laugh.

Zhou Ji was Xu Yuanjia's shadow. For Zhou Ji to personally light a cigarette was almost equivalent to Xu Yuanjia lighting it for her.

This is more than enough decency they've shown.

"Everyone used to say that among all the descendants of our family, you are the one who most resembles our father." Xu Qingyao squinted and exhaled a wisp of smoke.

White smoke slowly dissipated in the morning light.

"But I know better than they do that you are not the same as your father."

Xu Yuanjia's thumb was still idly stroking the passport cover, showing considerable patience: "Third Sister always has a good eye for people."

Xu Qingyao raised her hand slightly. "Father is ruthless enough, but he's only obsessed with power."

"You're more ruthless than him." She paused, her gaze falling on the passport. "And more devoted than him."

Xu Yuanjia did not respond; his eyes drooped lazily, and his expression was unreadable.

Xu Qingyao didn't care. With a cigarette between her fingers, she went straight to the point, "Although Xu Jia is just a minor character, he is bound to become a menace if he lives."

She looked up at him. "Do you want your third sister to take care of it for you?"

Xu Yuanjia finally raised his eyes, and the nonchalance in his eyes vanished instantly, leaving only a chilling calm.

Xu Qingyao's smile froze slightly.

"Third Sister knows enough."

His voice was calm, his emotions unpredictable. But the calmer he was, the more one could hear the danger lurking beneath his words.

Xu Qingyao chuckled softly and took a half-step back. "That's true."

"If you really want Xu Jia to disappear, you naturally have more ways than I do, and it's not my place to worry about it for you."

Xu Yuanjia didn't speak, but slowly closed the passport in his palm, tapped the cover lightly twice with his knuckles, and then looked up at her.

Xu Qingyao, with a cigarette between her fingers, slowly flicked off the ash. "This little girl is naive and doesn't know that in Southeast Asia, there are people watching everywhere."

She said it casually: "She bought her own plane ticket to Myanmar, wanting to visit her parents."

Xu Yuanjia's eyes suddenly darkened, and he stopped rubbing his passport with his fingertips.

Xu Qingyao took in his reaction without changing the curve of her lips. "I was worried about her safety alone, so I detained her first."

She glanced at Xu Yuanjia's expression, then changed the subject, "Don't worry. She's safe with me."

The pavilion was quiet for a moment.

Xu Yuanjia leaned back in the main seat, his expression still nonchalant, but a deep coldness was hidden in his eyes.

Xu Qingyao has always remained neutral in the power struggles within the Xu family.

To put it nicely, it's about assessing the situation; to put it bluntly, it's about being a fence-sitter.

She sided with whoever was in power. She must have known all along that Xu Yuanjia was planning to seize power, but she wasn't sure if he could succeed.

Therefore, upon learning that Shi Luyu was leaving Taimai, she immediately detained her. If Xu Yuanjia's power grab failed, Shi Luyu would become her most effective card.

It could be used to force him to relinquish power, or it could be used to gain Xu Chongshan's trust.

Now that Xu Yuanjia has won, this passport naturally becomes her pledge of allegiance.

Xu Yuanjia was fully aware of all this, and he had no interest in beating around the bush with her. "Third Sister has come to surrender."

He raised his hand and handed the passport to Zhou Ji, saying, "I appreciate your sincerity."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned back lazily in his chair, placed his long fingers on the armrest, and casually tapped, "Zhou Ji."

"exist."

"Give the two tent lines at the South Ferry to Third Sister."

Zhou Ji paused slightly. Nandukou controlled nearly 30% of the Xu family's legal shipping routes, which were very lucrative, and Xu Qingyao had been eyeing it for many years.

Xu Yuanjia continued, "Give her the vice-chair of the Jinwan Chamber of Commerce as well."

Zhou nodded: "Yes."

Xu Qingyao's eyes lit up slightly, and her previously deeply hidden schemes finally came to fruition with a sense of composure.

Nandukou and Jinwan Chamber of Commerce. These two things are enough for her to completely secure her position in the third branch of the family.

This is enough to make everyone see who is backing her up now.

She got up and walked to Zhou Ji, who was already holding an ashtray.

Xu Qingyao lowered her head and stubbed out the cigarette inside, her movements gentle and graceful.

Then, she turned to Xu Yuanjia and bowed slightly: "Thank you, Master Jia."

Xu Yuanjia twitched his lips, neither confirming nor denying.

As Xu Qingyao straightened up, she suddenly smiled again: "But speaking of which, Brother Jia used to be indifferent to women, so naturally he doesn't understand women's hearts."

Xu Yuanjia lifted his eyelids but didn't respond, waiting for her to continue.

Xu Qingyao said slowly and deliberately, "Lulu suspects you now. If you rush to explain, it will only make you seem guilty."

Xu Yuanjia's smile was faint, and his expression was nonchalant, as if he didn't care much: "Please give me your guidance, Third Sister."

Xu Qingyao took a half step closer and lowered her voice, "Instead of forcing it, let's try a different approach and distract her for now."

Xu Yuanjia tapped his fingertip lightly on the armrest, acquiescing to her continuing.

Xu Qingyao's lips slowly curled up: "Sometimes, a sense of crisis is the greatest help in enhancing feelings."

Xu Yuanjia's eyebrows twitched slightly. "Who should feel threatened?"

Xu Qingyao smiled but didn't answer. She only looked at Xu Yuanjia and asked, "Then we'll have to see—"

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