Yuna did not catch up with Wesley by speeding, so she could only watch his car drive away.

Was Wesley angry, or very angry?

Yuna didn't have time to think carefully, so she first got on the train and left, otherwise the few big-shaped men would chase after her, and with Wesley gone, she would die that night.

When she was back home, Yuna's mobile phone received a message like an advertisement. She replied with a question mark and soon a phone with no number displayed came in.

Connect. A familiar voice came out of the receiver, "Brian has taken Joanne back home, did you know?"

Yuna took a deep breath and said, "I already know."

She couldn't say that it was exactly what she wanted to happen.

"So the information you found is no longer useful, and you can't threaten Brian." The person at the other side of the phone ordered, "Now, I need you to do another thing."

"Don't rush to give me orders," Yuna's voice was a little bit chilly as she said, "You clearly said that you want the information just to find out the loopholes of the Lambert Group Group, but what did you really do with it? You used it to threaten Joanne and Brian and have them divorce!"

The man was silent for half a second and said indifferently, "I just suddenly changed my mind."

"The information is what I found for you!" Yuna's long-suppressed anger spurted out, "You know my relationship with Joanne, don't you think you should ask me before deciding to do this?"

Knowing the real reason for Joanne and Brian's divorce, she had been haunted by nightmares. She always dreamed that Grandma and Joanne looked at her with no expression, their eyes full of disappointment. Finally, they turned away from her and left her alone, standing on the wasteland where there was no grass, drowned by the darkness.

"Yuna, your life was saved by me. You just need to do whatever I tell you. As for what I want to do, better not ask." After a pause, the man said coldly, "I received the news that Mike was planning to have a business talk with Wesley in a few days, and if he succeeds, his status will be even more unmovable. I want you to destroy their negotiations and find a way to have Mike come to cooperate with me, to help us seize the market."

His first half sentence was like a douse of cold water, pouring into Yuna's heart and making it thoroughly cool.

Yuna laughed and said, "Your news channel is too narrow. Tonight, Wesley met with Mike."

"They made an agreement?" The man finally revealed nervousness in his voice normally full of victory.

"No, because of me," Yuna said what happened in the private room. She asked by luck, "that Mike treated me in such a way, do you still want to cooperate with him?"

"Yuna, Wesley pissed off Mike, which is a rare opportunity for us." He smiled and continued, "Maybe, Wesley likes you."

He didn't care about the fact that she had been bullied, and didn't ask her if she was okay. He only saw the matter as a great opportunity.

The hope in Yuna's heart was broken into powder, and the voice became emotionless as she spoke, You think too much. Wesley is never in short of women, he wouldn't like me.

"You underestimate yourself. Yuna, find a way to make Wesley fall in love with you. Or, make him fall in love with your body."

Yuna poked the phone screen and hung up, but could not hang up the sadness in her heart.

It might be right that in that person's mind, she was just a sharp and obedient knife; not only could it be used for offense, but also for defense. He would cherish and use a good knife, but he would never fall in love with a tool.

Therefore, he asked her to sell herself that way to gain Wesley's trust.

After bathing and lying on the bed, Yuna turned over and couldn't sleep; she couldn't help but think of Wesley.

That cooperation with Mike was very important to him, but it was ruined. Was he busy remedying things?

The facts were different from what Yuna thought.

When he arrived at the Number One Clubhouse, Kai looked at the time. It was not early. He asked, "Seventh brother, are you staying tonight?"

"I will see, you go back first."

Wesley went into the clubhouse and planned to go find someone to have a drink. But he suddenly lost interest after he heard the loud noise when he came in, so he turned to the elevator.

He had a long-term suite there; he would stay there when he sometimes dealt with things as of late.

When waiting for the elevator, a young girl came out of the other elevator and met Wesley, who was somewhat timid but respectfully said, "Seventh brother."

Wesley answered. When the girl was about to leave, he suddenly said, "You, come over."

The girl was stunned and then smiled even more than flowers did. She went over and caressed her long curly hair. "Seventh brother."

At that point, the elevator door had just opened; Wesley took the girl's slender waist and brought her into the elevator. Before the elevator door closed, he bowed and kissed the girl on her lips.

"Emm.." The girl was slightly surprised and couldn't believe that she was so lucky to have that.

People were aware that if someone had a relationship with Wesley, he or she could basically get through the casinos in G City.

The huge surprise did not overwhelm the girl's reason, as she quickly took the initiative; the soft boneless hands circled Wesley's waist, and very skillfully responded to his kiss.

They entangled all the way until they were out of the elevator.

When the elevator door was opened, it was the living room of the suite.

Wesley picked up the girl, walked through the living room and kicked the door of the bedroom open; then he threw the girl into the bed without any gentleness.

"Seventh brother..." The girl looked at Wesley in a loving manner; she looked soft and beautiful.

Without warning, Wesley remembered the pair of doe eyes, and the unyielding expression on a girl's face.

He covered the girl's eyes and kissed...

In the end, he still couldn't do it.

He suddenly sat up, with his face covered with ice and ruthlessness. He handed out a check and said, "Leave."

The girl thought that she couldn't cater to Wesley, so she innocently bit her lip, and crawled up like a delicate snake. "Seventh brother, give me another chance..."

"Get out!" The cold words revealed warnings that terrified people.

The girl sucked in a cold breath and quickly disappeared with the check while not daring to look back.

Wesley looked at the messy bed, and swept everything down on the bedside table with anger, but still, he couldn't calm down.

According to the plan, he would watch Yuna being bullied, and remain indifferent no matter how hard she begged him to help.

If Yuna would question him afterwards, he could answer her that if a girl had to take that road, then she should be prepared. If she couldn't be able to stand such a small thing, she would not be able to take that job and it was better for her to go back to the hot pot restaurant to be a waitress.

However, when Yuna was really held down, he discovered that he overestimated himself-when Mike touched Yuna, he could not wait to cut him a thousand times.

So, at the last moment, he blocked Mike's hand.

Yuna escaped, and not only his plan failed, but also lost Mike, and handed the channel to Rowdy for free.

Was it really as Kai said, that he liked Yuna?

Oh, how was it possible? He could always find a woman who was way better than her at any aspect. Yuna had no femininity, and she was not particularly beautiful, what made her worthy of his fondness?

But if he didn't like her, why didn't he want to get rid of her when he was so mad, that he even smashed the table after he realized that Yuna might be the undercover person sent by Rowdy?

In fact, he should have already discovered Yuna's identity.

Knowing that Rowdy planted someone undercover at his side, Yuna just went to work at the hot pot restaurant through Joanne's introduction.

Yuna first went to the hot pot restaurant, and she did not have much contact with him. Plus, she was Joanne's acquaintance, so he subconsciously excluded Yuna.

Some time ago, Joanne had suddenly asked Brian for a divorce. Not only Brian, but even he noticed that things were not as simple as those reported by the media. Soon after, he found out that some people were investigating the information of the channels he provided for Brian many years ago, so that Brian could solve his financial problems back then.

The information was stored in his computer. Yuna copied it a very clean manner. If it weren't for him finding out that the time the information was copied was exactly the same as the time that Yuna was in his office, he even wanted to tell Yuna about that and let her keep an eye out for anyone who had recently been in contact with the outside so frequently.

Unexpectedly, she was the one disguised next to him.

If it were someone else, he would have solved it in the first place.

But for Yuna, he couldn't do anything.

The night was still very long, and if he continued to stay there, then it would undoubtedly be a sleepless night. Wesley then returned to the old house.

After Grandpa had left, his parents also left the world one after the other. At the moment, aside from Aunt Helen, who watched him grow up, there was no one of Mu Family who had lived long in that old house, and even Wesley rarely returned.

That time, he forgot to bring the key and had to knock on the door. Aunt Helen's voice came out of the arcade, "It's late, who is it?"

"Aunt Helen, it's me."

Aunt Helen then opened the door, looked at Wesley in amazement, and called his nickname, "Xiaoqi." She didn't ask him why he visited that late; she just patted away the water drops from his sleeve. "Did you have dinner? Do you want to eat noodles for night snack?"

A bowl of noodles was quickly cooked. When Aunt Helen came out with it, it was still hot. By the time Wesley had almost finished it, Aunt Helen asked, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Since his parents were gone, Wesley had rarely returned to the old house, but every time he did, he had an injury or something bad had happened. Gradually, Aunt Helen hoped that he would just come back on the holidays; at least it would mean that he was fine if he didn't return.

That day, he suddenly ran back in the middle of the night; there had to be something.

Wesley ate the last bite. "I miss you, so I came back to see you."

"A young man, thinking of this old woman in the middle of the night, who would believe it?" Aunt Helen smiled and said, "Whatever, you can tell me whenever you want to. But there is a question, you have to answer me today anyway."

"Ok."

"Have you found a girl that you like? When are you going to get married?"

Wesley was suddenly troubled. "Aunt Helen, what's to talk about it?"

"The rest doesn't need to be talked about!" Aunt Helen said, "I will soon see your parents and Mr. Mu, and your lifelong events have not been resolved yet. How can I explain that when I die?"

Wesley pretended not to hear; he put down the chopsticks and fled upstairs.

Aunt Helen didn't give up, and supported herself with the stair railings to ask, "You're not young, there must be a girl that you like, right?"

Wesley stopped and turned back. He did not deny her words. Aunt Helen suddenly smiled and said, "Who is it?"

Wesley smiled. "You."

Aunt Helen was angry and Wesley decisively returned to the room, closing the door to sleep.