Don't Say You're Heartless (Modern Edition)

120 Zhu Xuan

When Yang Qiong returned to the room, Shen Qiuhua was curled up on the sofa, playing on her phone. It seemed she had no intention of going out, so she had changed into a camisole nightgown.

Yang Qiong couldn't help but feel a bit itchy seeing Shen Qiuhua's bare shoulders, delicate collarbones, and well-endowed chest. She walked over and embraced Shen Qiuhua without hesitation.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qiuhua sensed that Yang Qiong's embrace was particularly tight this time.

"You're mine, mine, mine," Yang Qiong declared possessively in a childlike manner, rubbing her head against Shen Qiuhua's collarbone.

Shen Qiuhua chuckled, "All yours, all yours. Go take a shower, you're sweaty."

Yang Qiong noticed the scent of body wash and realized that Shen Qiuhua had just taken a bath. Although reluctant, she had to leave Shen Qiuhua's embrace and go shower.

When she returned, Shen Qiuhua was bending over, tidying the bed. The drape of the nightgown highlighted her slim and elongated figure.

Her slender waist seemed to be inviting Yang Qiong over.

Yang Qiong indeed went over, hugging the beautiful woman and gently rubbing their bodies together.

Shen Qiuhua knew what she meant and turned around to say softly, "I don't want to sweat anymore. Please exercise some restraint."

Yang Qiong thought to herself, well, it's hard to control once things get going!

The summer vacation was almost over, and Shen Qiuhua had mentioned returning to the city. Shen's mother felt that calling Shen Qiuhua back was quite a fuss and prepared a lot of food for them.

"Mom, if you keep bringing more, we'll end up raising pigs," Shen Qiuhua said helplessly.

"What's there to be afraid of? You have a car, you don't need to carry it yourselves. Come on, I'll pack it for you," Shen's mother said, and without letting the two women lift a finger, she opened the trunk and began packing things one by one.

So, the two of them returned to the city with a car full of food. As soon as they parked the car downstairs, Yang Qiong's phone rang. Seeing that it was Chief Jin calling, she smiled slightly, "What now?"

When she answered the phone, Chief Jin's voice was unexpectedly somber. "Yang Qiong, Zhu Xuan is dead."

"What?" Yang Qiong almost dropped her phone. "What happened?"

"Come to the police station, and I'll explain in detail," Chief Jin's voice was busy and noisy in the background.

"On my way." Yang Qiong turned to Shen Qiuhua and informed her of the call's content. "Team leader Zhu is dead."

Shen Qiuhua was also shocked. "Murdered?" She could only make this guess. Such a strong person shouldn't have fallen ill and died so quickly.

Yang Qiong shook her head. "We don't know anything yet. I'm heading to Chief Jin's office to get more details. Stay at home and don't go anywhere. Keep your phone on and don't make me worry." Yang Qiong spoke with unusual seriousness.

Shen Qiuhua, being the understanding person she was, didn't argue. They carried all the things from the trunk upstairs, and Yang Qiong immediately drove to the police station.

At the police station, many people were coming and going. Yang Qiong saw another middle-aged man with a similar uniform to Chief Jin's, which suggests they were of the same rank.

"Here she is," Chief Jin greeted her. Pointing to the middle-aged man, he said, "This is Yang Qiong, Zhu Xuan's comrade and also one of my former subordinates."