Part 2
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At this time, Dai Mu took out his phone. Qi En consciously stepped aside and walked to the side to try playing golf.
But he couldn’t learn it properly and even dug up the grass.
He moved a bit embarrassedly, stepped on the bald patch, and then pretended to test the club, swinging it a few times to get the feel.
Why isn’t Dai Mu done yet?
At this moment, he heard a familiar voice coming from Dai Mu’s phone.
Why did that voice sound a bit like his own?
Qi En couldn’t control his curiosity and turned to look.
Dai Mu had already finished watching the video and handed it to Qi En.
“Can I watch it?”
Qi En glanced at it and realized the question was superfluous.
Because the person in the video was himself.
And the other one was Kai Xingwen.
In the video, they were exchanging the code words…
“So it was filmed then… But Little D, why do you have this video? Are you an auditor?”
“What auditor?” Dai Mu was confused.
“Kai Xingwen said he had to film the code word exchange to submit it. Isn’t it submitted to you?”
“He also said he filmed such videos with every member who came.”
Dai Mu sighed and rolled his eyes, though not very noticeably.
Not at Qi En, but at Kai Xingwen.
“Filmed everyone? Then he’s working quite hard.”
“There was never such a rule. And I’m the one who set the code words; I never gave him such a rule.”
“Then why did he do that? So weird.”
Saying such code words was shameful enough, and now it was seen by others.
“Kai Xingwen posted it. Posted it on his private WeChat Moments.”
“He posted it this morning. Afraid I wouldn’t see it, he even sent a message specifically telling me to look.”
“Ah, why is he so bored?” Qi En was a little uneasy. “Will my identity be discovered?”
“His Moments are all you, but no one knows you are a member of the organization.”
“Just like you.” Qi En sighed naturally.
“……”
Dai Mu stopped talking.
Only then did Qi En remember that Dai Mu didn’t know he had seen his Moments.
Just as Qi En tilted his head, observing Dai Mu’s expression and thinking about whether to give him a way out, he saw Dai Mu raise his hand, pressing the back of it against his cheek, and ask, “Do, do you not like that?”
Is Little D feeling guilty?
“No, no, just a bit unaccustomed.”
“Then can I still post in the future?”
“You blocked me, oh.”
“I’ll unblock you in a bit…”
“Okay. You’ve traveled to so many places, that’s great. Did you go during holidays?”
“No, business trips.”
“Then are you on a business trip now too?”
“Mn, I don’t live in Zone B.”
“Oh, then can I see how Kai Xingwen posted in Moments, and what he said to you?”
“Okay…?”
Qi En changed the subject too quickly. Before Dai Mu could react, Qi En had already said thank you.
“Thank you, Little D. Lend me a look.”
Before Dai Mu could speak, his body reacted first, handing the phone over.
Kai Xingwen’s video caption was: Met En-En.
His video didn’t reveal any important information, just exposing the large table in the “wine cellar” and a corner of the “wine cabinet.”
The biggest part of the video was Qi En’s face. It was filmed almost right in Qi En’s face, so even Qi En’s subtle expressions could be seen clearly.
Qi En pinched his own face. If he had known, he would have paid attention to his expression.
What if others saw it and thought his attitude towards fans was insincere?
“Kai Xingwen seems to have no friends,” Qi En said as he scrolled down to refresh.
“Why do you say that?” Dai Mu raised an eyebrow.
“Because he has no comments.”
“Because he posts every day. It feels like he’s turned into a delusional fan who can’t distinguish between reality and the internet.”
“Delusional fan?” What new term is this? Does it mean a male fan?
Qi En asked, “Then isn’t Little D my delusional fan?”
“Cough, that’s not how you say it.”
“Oh…” Qi En didn’t care about this topic either. He clicked into the chat history between Dai Mu and Kai Xingwen. At first glance, it made him frown.
K: [Did you watch the duo video of me and En-En?]
K: [How was it?]
K: [Envious?]
D: [En-En and I are going on a date. Golf course, membership fee nine million.]
K: [I’m going to report you.]
D: [I was lying to you.]
K: [.]
At this moment, Dai Mu’s other phone rang.
He took it out to look, and his expression changed instantly.
Qi En sensed something was wrong. He quickly returned Dai Mu’s phone and asked cautiously, “What happened?”
It felt like something big was about to happen.
Dai Mu had a sour face as he complained to Qi En, “Kai Xingwen must have snitched. The President is asking if we are meeting privately.”
“How could he do that? Really reported? Then we…?”
“It’s fine, I’ll go back now, lest the President traces my location.”
“I’ll book a car for your return in a bit.”
“Go wait at the entrance at six o’clock. There are still more than two hours until closing time. You play here for a bit first. If you don’t want to play, you can go to the rest area to enjoy the air conditioning.”
When Dai Mu left, he could still be heard arguing with Kai Xingwen on the phone.
Because it was on speaker, Qi En wasn’t too far away and could still hear Kai Xingwen’s loud voice coming from the other end—
“It wasn’t me!”
“I didn’t snitch!”
“Does that look like my style? I would definitely use the fact that you guys are dating privately to threaten you to arrange more time for me to meet En-En!”
“Get lost!”
That shout came from Dai Mu.
Qi En shrugged, not quite understanding the mindset of the fanatical fan Kai Xingwen.
He tried swinging the club a few more times, mimicking the movements he saw on the phone.
His waist was about to break, and he was either swinging at air or weeding the grass.
Under the gaze of the two caddies, Qi En put the club away. He wasn’t playing anymore.
Arriving at the rest station, he took off his hat and used it as a fan.
There was a lot of food here, and not many people. Qi En comfortably took an ice cream and ate it while wandering around.
There were massage chairs here, and TV to watch too.
Qi En carried a plate of pastries, asked for another ice cream, and picked a massage chair near the glass to sit down.
The pastry plate was placed on the shelf in front of the massage chair. He held a cone high in his left hand with nowhere to put it, while his body leaned down to find the massage chair switch.
Finally finding it, he turned on a random mode, ready to enjoy more than two hours of massage and afternoon tea.
But before he could start enjoying it, he caught a glimpse of a familiar person out of the corner of his eye.
Qi En rubbed his eyes and almost pressed himself against the glass, looking towards the road outside.
A group of people was walking on that road, with someone specially holding an umbrella for them nearby. It was quite a spectacle.
And wasn’t the person walking at the very front Cheng Xun?
But didn’t Little D say Cheng Xun wasn’t here?
He wanted to ask Little D, but his phone wasn’t on him; it was in the changing room.
However, it was too late to ask now.
Sensing that Cheng Xun was about to turn his head to look over, Qi En quickly bent down again, using the shrubbery and landscaping outside to hide himself.
His left hand was still holding the ice cream he hadn’t eaten for a while. Worried it would melt, he quietly lowered his left hand and licked it with small licks near his mouth.
Did they leave?
After five licks, he felt it was about time, so he sat up and looked towards the spot just now.
No one was there.
Looks like they all left.
The door to the rest station opened, and the sounds and heatwave from outside rolled in.
“It’s still cooler in here.”
Qi En had barely sat up for a second before ducking down again to hide.
A group of people walked in behind him.
Fortunately, the massage chair Qi En chose had its back to the entrance. As long as they didn’t walk this way…
God seemed to be against Qi En.
Their voices were getting closer and closer to Qi En.
“We can still accommodate one last group today. Perfect, we are the eighth group.”
“If the shooting range hadn’t needed temporary site maintenance today, I wouldn’t have known there was a place to play ball here in Zone B.”
“I heard Aoyuan is the best golf course in New Canaan. Is President Cheng a member here?”
“Introduce me to join later.”
“Of course.”
Feeling that the group was about to arrive next to him, Qi En’s body reacted faster than his brain. He slowly scooted off the massage chair and hid to the right of it, with the glass curtain wall on the other side of his body.
He was small, so squeezing in here didn’t feel very cramped.
Finally, he could eat his ice cream properly.
He kept his legs together, hands resting on his knees.
Squatting in this gap, biting his ice cream, he listened carefully to the movement outside.
Hitman Rule #2: Develop the habit of observing everything around you at all times.
The voices of that group became smaller and smaller. It seemed they had walked past Qi En’s position and were heading out.
He could vaguely hear them saying things like “Go play ball first,” “Play eight holes then come back.”
He just didn’t hear Cheng Xun’s voice again.
He had only said those two words: “Of course.”
“Does speaking less mean a higher status…”
Qi En mumbled. His legs were numb and he couldn’t stand up for a moment. Nestling in this spot was actually quite comfortable. He held the armrest of the chair and reached out to grab a piece of mochi to eat.
Only he didn’t grab the mochi; he touched a different texture.
A bit hard, like a bone, but the outside felt like a layer of skin.
The joints were prominent. It felt so hard when pressed, and the skin moved around.
Qi En didn’t know he had taken such a weird dessert, like a dead hot finger.
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Translator’s note: I get frustrated when some of the chapters are very short, and some are very long. Also, all I’ve been doing these holidays is just reading and more reading. My brain’s are fried. Hehe~
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