Wholeheartedly Willing Chapter 50 and Chapter 51

Chapter 50: Missed Meal

Lin Xi stopped the piece of music she was playing and stood up, leaning into the man’s embrace.

“In the middle of the afternoon, feeling drowsy, huh? What’s with the sudden mention?” He smiled, his tone excessively sweet, as if setting a trap.

“Hot pot used to be something I loved eating during my childhood. But it’s so greasy and spicy that it not only makes you gain weight but also causes acne. Not to mention having it ten times, I wouldn’t dare to eat it even once.” Lin Xi tilted her head, her chin resting against the man’s chest, her charming features full of beauty.

“But if you’re willing to compromise and have a clear broth or tomato-based hot pot, I can still accompany you.” She extended her hand and wrapped it around the man’s strong waist. “So, are you going to sleep or not? If you don’t, it works out for me too. You’ve practically emptied my music library.”

She was still cautious.

Although Yu Xiucheng couldn’t find any flaws in Lin Xi’s acting, he could sense her cautiousness.

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His sleep was surprisingly shallow, something Lin Xi couldn’t have imagined. This time, she didn’t need to worry anymore, so she openly rolled over and lazily said, “Nowhere.”

For some inexplicable reason, Yu Xiucheng really liked this answer from Lin Xi. He tightened his arm around the woman and pulled her back into his embrace. The long, uninterrupted sleep made him feel particularly relaxed.

The two of them remained in this position, neither moving, until Lin Xi’s stomach made a faint growling sound, breaking the silence. She smiled as if breaking a spell and said, “Mr. Yu, keeping a woman is quite cost-effective. When can you treat me to a meal?”

After waking up from her nap at noon, she had another intense activity with him. Now it had been a whole day without eating anything, and it was strange not to feel hungry.

Yu Xiucheng was in a good mood and couldn’t be bothered by her quirky comments. After asking her what she wanted to eat, he got up and made a call to his subordinates.

Lin Xi’s phone was still on the piano. As she walked over and naturally sat down, closing the piano lid, she picked up her phone and found the familiar profile picture of Luo Quan.

Luo Quan, I need your help.

Luo Quan’s reply came quickly: What’s wrong?

Lin Xi glanced at Yu Xiucheng, who was making a call near the floor-to-ceiling window, and her fingers tapped silently on the phone screen:

Find some information about Yu Xiucheng for me.

It was too coincidental; everything was too coincidental.

Eight years ago, arms, explosion.

Numerous identical elements connected together, making it almost impossible for Lin Xi to reason with other possibilities. The answer in her heart was almost ready to come out, making her feel as heavy as if she had been filled with lead.

After sending the message on WeChat, Yu Xiucheng had also finished the call and turned to look at her. Lin Xi locked her phone screen and leaned on the piano, gazing at his rare gentle eyes, almost unable to force a smile.

“Are you done with the call? What are we having for dinner tonight?”

Lin Xi would never forget the words she said to the media after that competition.

At that time, she had slept restlessly all night, anticipating returning to her parents the next day to have a hearty family dinner. But when she got off the plane, she received the news that both her parents had died in the explosion.

—She never did get to eat that hot pot.

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Chapter 51: Yan Lang

“Yu Xiucheng holds American citizenship. It’s almost impossible for us to access his personal files over there without a proper reason for contact,” came the tired voice of Luo Quan on the sunny afternoon. The spacious living room was now empty, with only Lin Xi sitting on the piano bench near the French windows, listening to the call.

“We only have some information about him from when he registered as the legal representative of the company upon entry. As for his father’s case… I’m afraid I’m powerless in that regard.”

Luo Quan had indeed tried his best. With the recent arrest of the Fat Pig and the unrest in Qingcheng, coupled with the Gun Case from before, the entire Third Division had been busy for the past two or three days.

Lin Xi pursed her lips. “What about the other matter?”

“Oh… I found something on that,” Luo Quan’s voice lowered. “The arms dealer who died in the explosion eight years ago came from the Middle East, originally a UAE national, and so on…”

As if he suddenly remembered something, he stopped abruptly. “That arms dealer who died in the explosion had also obtained American citizenship ten years ago, just like Yu Xiucheng.”

Lin Xi’s body shivered as she listened, and though she was mentally prepared, she couldn’t help but feel a chill.

“Are you suggesting…”

Luo Quan immediately grasped the reason why Lin Xi asked him to investigate these seemingly unrelated matters.

“The arms dealer who died in the explosion eight years ago was Yu Xiucheng’s father?”

Eight years ago, due to the backwardness of the criminal investigation techniques and the massive scale of the explosion, most of the information in the case, not to mention the involved parties, was obliterated along with the explosion. Even the explosion case files stored in their branch archives remained incomplete, with no way to fill in the missing details.

“I don’t know.”

Lin Xi’s vocal cords trembled greatly. She curled up on the piano bench and took several deep breaths to try to calm the involuntary shaking of her body.

“Luo Quan, the call from the emergency center—”

At this moment, a colleague’s call interrupted Luo Quan. He clicked his tongue and sighed, “I need to go for a moment.”

“Sure.”

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xi realized that the day had unknowingly turned dark. She stood up and turned around, only to find Yu Xiucheng standing at the entrance.

“Why haven’t you changed your clothes?”

It was then that Lin Xi remembered that Yu Xiucheng had told her the day before that he would be attending a charity auction today.

The auction was for a charitable cause, with many political figures attending. All the proceeds from the auction would be used to support orphans and disabled individuals affected by arms smuggling.

For an arms dealer to participate in such a charity auction was indeed ironic.

Fortunately, during her time working at the club, Lin Xi had mastered the skill of quick makeup. In less than twenty minutes, she changed into an elegant evening gown and walked out of the room looking radiant.

Yu Xiucheng’s residence was not far from the charity auction venue, and they arrived just in time for the opening.

“Hey, Mr. Yu is here.” Lin Xi walked into the hall, holding Yu Xiucheng’s arm. Several middle-aged men were happily chatting together, and when one of them noticed Yu Xiucheng’s arrival, he stepped forward to greet them.

Yu Xiucheng went over to shake hands with the man before turning his gaze to someone in the crowd. Lin Xi, standing beside him, instantly recognized the person.

The current Director of the City Criminal Investigation Bureau, Yan Lang.

Lin Xi had first become acquainted with him not through reading about his achievements in the police school’s publicity, but from her parents, who had mentioned that a criminal investigation team leader had been assigned from the bureau when she was in middle school.

At that time, her father was a team leader, and Yan Lang was his superior. After the incident, Yan Lang had even sent someone to the airport to pick her up and guide her through the procedures step by step.

“Long time no see, Mr. Yu. Are you still adapting well to life in the country?” Yan Lang approached them and shook hands with Yu Xiucheng, engaging in some small talk. After a few pleasantries, he glanced at Lin Xi and added with a hint of playfulness, “Today is quite a surprise. Mr. Yu actually brought a female companion to the event.”

However, Yan Lang seemed to completely forget about Lin Xi and maintained an exceptionally courteous and affable smile.

“My girlfriend.” Yu Xiucheng explained and then glanced at Lin Xi before introducing the person in front of them, “Director of the City Criminal Investigation Bureau, Director Yan.”

He emphasized the title “Director Yan” with a hint of hidden meaning. Lin Xi glanced at Yu Xiucheng and seemed to understand his intention for bringing her to the charity auction tonight.

The VIP box was isolated, allowing the participants to see the situation outside while being able to place anonymous bids at any time.

After entering the box, the waiter thoughtfully closed the door from the outside. Lin Xi went straight to the French window, watching Yan Lang downstairs conversing with other entrepreneurs who had arrived slightly later. She then turned to Yu Xiucheng, who was hanging his coat on a hanger.

“You investigated me, didn’t you?”

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