Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

After seeing Zheng Pingping off, Wang Xuesen went upstairs to the second floor.

He walked to the music room and knocked on the half-closed door.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed out through the crack in the door.

Wanjia was sitting in front of the piano.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on her shoulders, and her fitted loungewear accentuated her graceful curves.

Her slender fingers danced across the black and white piano keys.

The piece being played was "Starry Sky".

Li Lu sat on the soft chair next to her, completely absorbed in the listening.

The popular music in Shanghai right now is either Beethoven's classical music or the decadent music from the Paramount Ballroom.

This light, lively melody, full of modern flair and romance, completely captivated her.

Every note strikes the heart.

The song ended.

Li Lu finally snapped out of her deep shock.

"Wanjia, did you compose this music yourself?"

Wanjia turned around.

She knew that Li Lu was a widow and lived a hard life, so she would never dare to show off in front of her best friend.

She pursed her lips discreetly and said softly with a smile, "It was a gift from Xuesen."

Li Lu turned to look at Wang Xuesen at the door.

Her eyes gleamed with undisguised surprise and envy.

"I never expected your husband to be so talented."

Wanjia casually chimed in, her tone tinged with a hint of coquettishness: "He doesn't usually dabble in these things; his mind is always on making money."

Wang Xuesen walked over with his arms crossed.

He glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, his tone laced with snobbery: "Without money, could I have kept you looking so radiant?"

"You guys chat, I have to go back to my office."

Upon hearing this, Li Lu quickly stood up and straightened the hem of her cheongsam: "I should go too, I have a meeting at the hospital this afternoon."

Wanjia stepped forward and affectionately took Wang Xuesen's arm.

"Xuesen, why don't you take Lulu home?"

Wang Xuesen frowned slightly, deliberately drawing a long line, his face showing obvious reluctance:

"I'm in a hurry, and this isn't even on my way."

He turned to look at Li Lu, speaking politely.

"Mrs. Mao, why don't you take a taxi?"

Li Lu was a very perceptive woman, and immediately followed up on his words, saying, "Wan'er, I can take a taxi myself, there's no need to trouble Mr. Wang."

Wanjia was a little angry, and she frowned and glared at Wang Xuesen: "It's just a matter of stepping on the gas a little more when you drop someone off, it won't cause any major delays."

Wang Xuesen blinked awkwardly.

He pulled Wanjia to the side of the corridor and lowered his voice: "There are rumors going around that Li Lu and I are having an affair."

"If I take her to the hospital, won't people gossip about it?"

Wanjia felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing this.

It seems that Xuesen is quite sensible and considers his own feelings in every situation.

She was simple-minded and loyal, and patted Wang Xuesen's chest:

"It's enough that I know what others don't."

"If you act uprightly and have a clear conscience, what is there to fear?"

Wang Xuesen readily agreed, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Madam is right. I was just being too petty."

He turned his head and put on a gentle expression.

"Madam Mao, it's windy outside, and it'll be cold in the rickshaw. Let me take you there."

"Wanjia is right, it's just a matter of stepping on the gas."

Li Lu declined a few more times, but couldn't resist Wan Jia's enthusiasm, so she had no choice but to comply.

The two went downstairs one after the other and got into the spacious bulletproof car.

The car door closed, shutting out the noise from outside.

Li Lu sat in the passenger seat, slightly pouting her red lips, and said apologetically, "Xuesen, Wan'er treats me so well, aren't we going too far?"

Wang Xuesen started the engine, gripped the steering wheel with both hands, and smiled faintly:

"It's not excessive. The happiness Wan'er wants is very simple."

"She doesn't know that's happiness."

Wang Xuesen stared straight ahead and began spouting his scumbag quotes.

"Sometimes we tend to treat the truth as the moral standard."

"Little did you know, the truth you want to tell can sometimes be a deadly weapon."

"So-called truths and good advice are nothing more than a pretext for many people to stand on moral high ground, deliberately hurt and disgust people."

He freed one hand and skillfully groped Li Lu's plump, stocking-clad thigh:

"It's like being a terminally ill patient."

"If you tell him he's going to die, he'll feel sad and desperate, and he might actually collapse."

"On the contrary, you said he's fine, and as long as he adjusts his mood, sleeps well, eats and drinks well, he might be able to hold on for a few more years."

Li Lu gently slapped his hand: "There are too many people, don't touch me."

Wang Xuesen chuckled and continued:

"Truth or lies are not important."

"The important thing is to say good things that are beneficial to life."

Li Lu looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of cherishing and morbid adoration: "How can there be someone like you in this world? So intelligent, wise, and talented, even your words are so pleasant to hear, like drinking fine wine, intoxicating."

She leaned slightly towards the driver's seat.

"You are like a messenger sent down from heaven."

"Being with you brings only peace and happiness, no pain or trouble."

"I feel like I could live to be a hundred if I'm with you."

Wang Xuesen raised an eyebrow, his tone becoming flippant: "Hmph, merely talented?"

"Isn't the main reason that he's well-endowed and skilled in bed?"

Li Lu's pretty face immediately turned red, and she gave him a coquettish glare: "You're so annoying, of course... I do."

Wang Xuesen gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other, he unbuckled his belt.

"Perfect timing, I've been feeling restless after resting for two days."

"While there's still some distance to go, calm me down."

Li Lu was startled and quickly glanced out the car window: "No, there are people coming and going on this road. It would be so embarrassing if someone saw us."

Wang Xuesen curled his lip indifferently.

"That's easy."

He grabbed a large overcoat draped over the back seat.

Li Lu immediately understood his intention and looked at him with a blush on her face.

"You're always coming up with all sorts of tricks."

Wang Xuesen chuckled wickedly, reached out and wrapped his arm around her neck, then pressed her down.

Then he covered himself completely with his coat.

From the outside, the passenger seat appears empty.

Beneath the trench coat, only what could be patted down was visible.