Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The rescue scene at the mine is even more chaotic than it was a few hours ago.

But after Wu Dengsheng's men arrived, the situation began to improve.

His construction team brought in heavy equipment, and the iron robotic arms swung in the twilight, moving the rubble piece by piece.

Chaiye's men also joined the rescue efforts, dressed in black and wearing black boots, their movements were synchronized and highly efficient.

However, the arm patch positions on the combat uniforms of this group of people were all empty; originally, those positions should have been embroidered with black backgrounds and gold snake and eagle emblems.

It has now been deliberately removed.

Shi Luyu wanted to go and help, so she rolled up her sleeves and took two steps toward the landslide area.

Xu Yuanjia reached out and put his arm around her waist, gently picked her up, and turned to sit down on a relatively clean large rock nearby.

"Goodness, let's not go and cause trouble."

He took off his coat and placed it on the stone, put her on his coat, then sat down next to her, stretched his long legs slightly, put his arm around her shoulder, and pulled her into his arms.

He then pulled an orange from his pocket; it was round and plump, with a thin, bright peel.

His fingers peeled the orange slowly and deliberately, the scent of the orange peel mingling with the dusty smell of the mining area, filling the air.

He tore off a segment of orange flesh, removed the white pith, and brought it to her lips.

Shi Luyu opened her mouth and took the orange. It was very sweet, and the juice melted on her tongue. But she was still worried and glanced at the direction of the landslide.

The excavator's robotic arm was digging a passage through the rubble. Rescue team members carried a stretcher out of the hole. The person on the stretcher had their eyes closed, their face was ashen, but their chest was still rising and falling.

In the distance came the cries of family members, a mixture of relief and lingering fear.

"Very good……"

Shi Luyu breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back into Xu Yuanjia's arms, and took another bite of the orange he offered her.

The rescue operation continued into the night.

When the last trapped worker was carried out, a suppressed cheer erupted from the scene.

All 23 people survived. A few with more serious injuries were sent to the hospital, but no one died.

Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan sat outside the makeshift tent, leaning against the boxes, too exhausted to even stand up.

Shi Huaiyuan's complexion was still not good, his lips were pale, but his eyes finally showed some light.

He held his wife's hand, and neither of them spoke.

Xu Yuanjia stood up, bent down and gently patted Shi Luyu's head, his fingers sliding from the top of her hair to behind her ear: "It's okay, sweetie, go keep your mom and dad company. Your brother will come see you again tomorrow."

Shi Luyu looked up at him, somewhat reluctant to part. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Go on."

She stood up and walked towards her parents. Xu Yuanjia stood still, watching her run towards the blue tent, bend down to hug her mother's neck, and then squat down to hold her father's hand.

He wiped his fingers, which had been peeling an orange, on his trouser leg, then turned and walked toward his car parked by the roadside.

……

The mining area entered the final and cleanup phase on the second day.

Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan discussed visiting Wu Dengsheng to express their gratitude, since he had indeed brought people and the equipment had been used in practice.

Lin Jing said, "Regardless of what kind of person he was before, he really helped a lot this time. It's only right and proper that we go and thank him in person. We won't stay any longer; we'll treat him to a meal to express our gratitude in person and give him a generous gift. That will be enough to show our respect."

Shi Luyu volunteered to take them there.

Lin Jing glanced at her, her tone unusually stern: "No. I haven't settled the score with you for going to find Wu Dengsheng by yourself. You're not going anywhere today."

That night she locked the door to her house and left her daughter inside.

Shi Huaiyuan and Lin Jing changed into clean clothes, took the prepared gifts, and went to Wu Dengsheng's territory.

By the time they arrived, it was already dark.

The atmosphere in the villa was completely different from when Shi Luyu last came. There were no armed guards, no ostentatious gold and jade decorations, and even the two white elephant statues were tilted to one side.

In the main hall, Wu Dengsheng was kneeling on the ground. Sitting in front of him was a bespectacled man with a buzz cut, dressed in a neat black outfit with his cuffs buttoned up meticulously. He had a refined demeanor, but his eyes were as cold as a river in winter.

A man in black stood beside him, carrying a briefcase with a corner of a document peeking out from inside.

Wu Dengsheng was crying so hard that snot and tears were mixed together, completely unlike his usual domineering self. He knelt there, saying, "Brother Zhou, I really know I was wrong, please have mercy..."

Zhou Ji didn't look at him; he was looking down at his phone.

Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped inside.

When Wu Dengsheng saw them, it was like seeing saviors. He shuffled his knees on the carpet a couple of times, trying to move toward them, but was held down by the men in black next to him.

"What's up?" Zhou Ji looked up and glanced at Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan.

Lin Jing composed herself, took two steps forward, and said respectfully but politely, "Hello. We've come to thank Mr. Wu for his help. He brought equipment and manpower to our mine yesterday to rescue twenty-three trapped workers."

"We would like to invite Mr. Wu to a meal in the city to thank him in person," she said, placing the prepared gift box on the table next to her.

Wu Dengsheng was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, his voice trembling: "No, no! Don't invite me! If you want to thank someone, thank Boss Zhou! It was all arranged by Boss Zhou! It has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan exchanged a glance, then turned to Zhou Ji.

Just as they were about to speak, Zhou Ji raised his hand to stop them, saying, "I'm not the boss."

"But coincidentally, my boss is free tonight. If you two are truly sincere in wanting to thank him, I can help you contact him. At least, he won't take your money."

Lin Jing asked, "May I ask who your boss is...?"

Zhou put his phone away and adjusted his glasses:

"Master Jia."

Lin Jing gripped the strap of her handbag tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Shi Huaiyuan's face was already pale, but now it turned even paler. He reached out to support his wife's arm to steady himself.

-

At 9 p.m. that evening, Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan were picked up by a black sedan.

The car drove through the city of Myanmar and stopped in front of an extremely luxurious restaurant.

The restaurant is tucked away on a quiet street. The storefront is small, but once you step inside, you'll find a hidden gem.

Dark teak floors, soft amber lighting, traditional Burmese lacquer paintings on the walls, and a full-wall whiskey cabinet in the corner.

The waiter led them to the innermost private room.

The door opened, and the lights inside the private room were dimmer than those outside.

A man sat in the main seat, wearing a light gray linen shirt with one button undone at the collar, leaning casually against the back of the chair.

He wore a black eagle mask, obscuring his face, and the eagle's beak gleamed coldly under the light.

However, the man didn't keep them in suspense. The moment the middle-aged couple stepped into the private room, he raised his hand, took off his mask, and casually placed it aside.

He revealed a strikingly handsome face.

The man gestured to the seat opposite him, his tone as gentle as if he were greeting an old friend: "Uncle and Aunt, please don't be shy, have a seat."

Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the same surprise and wariness in each other's eyes.

They had long heard of Master Jia's methods and were mostly afraid, but since they were already there, they had no choice but to greet him politely and sit down.

Xu Yuanjia picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for each of them. The tea was clear and bright, with a refreshing aroma.

"Please have some tea, gentlemen."

As he put down the teapot, he lightly touched the lid with his fingers and chuckled softly.

"This isn't the first time I've poured tea for you two."

Lin Jing's hands clenched tightly.

Shi Huaiyuan's gaze shifted from the teacup to his face.

That face was young, sharp, and beautiful, completely different from the "Xu Jia" I had seen at the Wangyue Teahouse a few months ago. The appearance was completely different, but the composed and dignified manners, the placement of the fingers when pouring tea, were exactly the same.

Xu Yuanjia picked up his teacup, blew on the steam rising to the surface, took a sip, and put it down.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, glanced up, and kindly explained:

"Oh, but last time, I used Xu Jia's face."

He slightly curved the corners of his mouth, "It's just a pity... Xu Yuanjia is my true face."

"What?! It's you?" Lin Jing stood up abruptly, the chair legs scraping against the floor with a screeching sound. Her hands gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white, her lips pressed into a thin line.

Shi Huaiyuan tried to calm himself down, clenched his fists, and stood up to stand in front of his wife, leaning forward slightly like an old beast protecting his wife.

Xu Yuanjia didn't mind their reaction.

Or rather, it was expected.

He leaned back in his chair, still in a relaxed posture, and even picked up the teapot to pour himself another cup.

The steam from the tea rose gently under the lamp, forming a thin mist in front of him.

"Gentlemen, calm down."

His voice wasn't loud, but it silenced everyone in the private room. "If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't be sitting here having dinner, would I?"

He put down the teapot, looked at Lin Jing and Shi Huaiyuan, his gaze unwavering.

"Of course I'll treat your affairs as my own. It's all because—"

He remembered something and laughed happily:

"I already belong to Lulu."