Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Shi Luyu stood to the side, her fingertips still clutching the hem of her clothes, her heart pounding.

She was so anxious just now that she was only focused on pleading with Wu Dengsheng, her mind a complete mess. It wasn't until Xu Yuanjia stood there, casually dialing the phone, that she belatedly realized what had happened—

Jiajia's brother knows Brother Chai.

Moreover, it's not just a general understanding.

Chai Ye had been there for her on several occasions when she was in trouble. Whether it was that night at the Blackwater Temple or her subsequent narrow escapes, Chai Ye's role was significant. Even though Shi Luyu didn't know the exact relationship between these people, she knew that Chai Ye was definitely not an ordinary character.

The call was connected. Xu Yuanjia stood by the sandalwood cabinet, his posture relaxed, his long, slender fingers fiddling with the phone, his voice languid, not at all like someone asking for a favor.

"Brother Chai, it's me." After hearing what was said on the other end, Xu Yuanjia raised an eyebrow and smiled slowly.

"Yes, I'm with Mr. Wu right now."

He lowered his eyes, his gaze seemingly sweeping over Wu Dengsheng, who sat in the main seat, and the corners of his lips curved into a deeper smile. "What? You're coming over now too?"

Wu Dengsheng was leaning back on the sofa with his legs crossed and a cigar between his fingers. But when he heard Chai Ye coming over, the man's hand holding the cigar paused noticeably, and his eyes changed.

He sat up straighter and began to silently scrutinize Xu Yuanjia's face.

It was as if they were trying to figure out whether the kid was just putting on an act or if he really had the ability.

Xu Yuanjia seemed not to notice his reaction, and only chuckled softly into the other end of the phone: "Sure, then let's get together."

As he spoke, he casually lifted his eyelashes, glanced at Wu Dengsheng opposite him, and said with a wicked smile, "Then I'll wait for you here with Mr. Wu."

The call ended, and there was a two-second silence in the hall.

Wu Dengsheng forgot to spit out the cigar in his mouth, and only after a long while did he slowly squint his eyes.

He stared at Xu Yuanjia, and the more he looked, the more something seemed off.

He was so calm, so composed, as if he really knew Chai very well.

The problem is, how could he possibly know Chai Ye? He'd never heard of this man having any nickname before.

Having spent so many years in northern Myanmar, Thein Sein knew all too well the ruthlessness of Chai Ye's network, and also knew that such people would never normally pay any attention to a seemingly clean-cut young man like him.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then his mind raced and he suddenly realized what was going on.

Is it an act?

Was he deliberately trying to intimidate him by taking firewood here?

Wu Dengsheng stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray, his expression turning serious again. "Kid, you're quite the actor."

Xu Yuanjia stood there, his posture languid. Hearing this, he only smiled slightly and didn't respond.

Wu Dengsheng scoffed, "Who is Brother Chai? Do you think you can just summon him whenever you want?"

Xu Yuanjia raised his hand to straighten his cuffs, as if he was a little bored. "Oh, maybe I was just lucky."

Wu Dengsheng looked at him and became increasingly annoyed, especially by his indifferent attitude, which made him grit his teeth.

Just as he was about to speak again, Xu Yuanjia suddenly tilted his head and said, "Oh, right."

"Brother Chai was fighting in an underground boxing match last month and was stabbed in the left shoulder. The wound required eleven stitches, and later became infected, requiring him to receive intravenous fluids at a clinic in the southern district for three days."

He said casually, "You've been running errands for him for so long, you don't even know this?"

Wu Dengsheng's expression suddenly changed; not many people knew about this.

It shouldn't be something a young man who suddenly comes to your door asking for help should know.

Xu Yuanjia chuckled again and continued, "And a while ago, his subordinate Ah Kun stole half a box of weapons, intending to sell them privately to buyers in Phnom Penh. Brother Chai hung him up in the warehouse door to dry for two days. He didn't die, but his legs were crippled."

Wu Dengsheng fell completely silent this time. His eyes began to waver, and his mind was clearly in turmoil.

These things are indeed true.

Moreover, these are details that only close associates within the circle would know.

Half-believing and half-doubting, he couldn't help but re-examine Xu Yuanjia.

The young man was dressed smartly and was strikingly handsome, yet his gaze was remarkably steady, as if he truly had some kind of confidence.

Shi Luyu, standing to the side, was also taken aback. She gently tugged at Xu Yuanjia's sleeve, tilted her head, and whispered, "Brother."

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her and asked, "Hmm?"

Her voice was very low, almost touching his arm, "Mom said Wu Dengsheng is 'Master Jia's' man, but why does he seem...a bit afraid of Brother Chai?"

In Shi Luyu's memory, Chai was very powerful, but he was clearly not on the same side as Jia Ye.

She had always thought that the two sides were hostile to each other, or at least unrelated.

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her close-up face, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.

He leaned slightly forward, his tone languid, but his voice was just loud enough for her to hear clearly, "How could someone like Master Jia possibly have a subordinate as stupid as Wu Dengsheng?"

Shi Luyu's eyelashes fluttered: "Huh?"

Xu Yuanjia glanced at the layout of the hall and said slowly, "Look at his courtyard, white elephants, golden pagodas, gilded antennas, his aesthetic sense is glaringly bad. The guards at the gate are carrying old guns cobbled together from various sources, and the cars parked in the courtyard don't even have uniform license plates."

"The reason he's ended up like this is probably because he's been using Master Jia's name to swindle and cheat people in Myanmar all these years, trying to raise his own value."

As he said this, a smile curved his lips. "Although Chai isn't one of Jia Ye's men, his fearsome reputation is quite formidable."

"Calling him here will both protect you and scare this stupid pig."

Shi Luyu was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly realized.

So that's how it is. She was so frightened by what happened at the mine that she didn't think about anything else.

The two were standing close together and speaking in hushed tones, so to outsiders they looked like a young couple whispering to each other.

Wu Dengsheng's face darkened as he watched them huddle together and whisper. Especially Shi Luyu's dependent expression earlier made him feel even more like he'd been tricked by them.

He slammed his hand on the table: "Have you said enough?!"

Shi Luyu shuddered in fright. Xu Yuanjia merely raised his eyes, put his arm around the girl's shoulder, and remained nonchalant.

Wu Dengsheng stood up, his face full of anger. "You two little brats, putting on an act for me, are you?"

"Guards!" He waved his hand, and several armed guards rushed in immediately.

"Drag them out and give them a good beating first!"

Shi Luyu's expression changed, and she subconsciously moved closer to Xu Yuanjia.

Xu Yuanjia reached out and naturally pulled her behind him, the movement casual yet his shoulders and back steady.

Just as the guards were about to pounce, a sudden screech of brakes rang out from outside.

The screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground was so sharp it made one's eardrums tingle.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of orderly and rapid footsteps came from outside the courtyard, followed by the loud bang of the iron gate being kicked open one after another, and shouts and the sound of gunfire clashing all mixed together.

Wu Dengsheng froze, his expression changing rapidly, and he suddenly looked towards the door.

People outside were already shouting, "Stop! Don't move!"

"Put the gun down!"

"Get out of the way, Brother Chai is here!"

The hall door was kicked open from the outside.

Chai also led his men in. He was wearing a black work jacket, his scarred face was frighteningly cold, and he was followed by dozens of fully armed men. When his military boots stepped in, the atmosphere in the entire main hall seemed to sink.

When Wu Dengsheng saw Chai Ye, his eyes widened.

Really coming?

His mind went blank for a moment, and he immediately changed his demeanor, almost instantly switching from a fierce and menacing look to a fawning one.

"Brother Chai!" He scrambled down from the head of the table, forced a smile, and bowed and scraped as he went to greet him.

"What brings you here?"

He quickly waved his hands, ordering his men to back off, yelling, "Back off! All of you, get out of my way!"

Shi Luyu was stunned; the change of expression was so fast that she couldn't react in time.

Chai stood at the door without moving, his gaze first sweeping over Xu Yuanjia in the hall, then landing on Wu Dengsheng's face.

His brow twitched. "Wu Dengsheng."

"Yes, Brother Chai, please speak!"

Out of respect for Master Jia, Chai dared not lose his temper, much less reveal his true colors, but he gritted his teeth in hatred: "When did you become Master Jia's man?"

Wu Dengsheng was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled twice, "Hey, Brother Chai, what are you saying? Isn't it just that it's easier to get things done by using Master Jia's name?"

"As you know, the Myanmar region is a mixed bag. Sometimes, if you put up a strong sign, others won't dare to mess around."

He leaned closer, lowered his voice, and spoke as if he were one of their own.

"Besides, no matter how powerful Master Jia is, that's a matter for Taimai. Here, the emperor's reach is far away; how can his little bit of influence possibly affect how I make a living?"

"If we're talking about prestige, it's Brother Chai whose reputation is earned through real fighting that's more valuable."

He chuckled as he spoke, his tone growing increasingly arrogant, "Master Jia's influence is so small, he's not even worthy of carrying your shoes—"