The Typhoon's Dangerous Wife

"Will you call them urgently and make sure their arrival is kept in secret? "Zhenyi asked her. 

"Sure, it may take some time, President." Now it was really confusing for Lu Xinyi, but who was she to ask her boss to clear her doubts. She had been by her side for many days now and one thing she understood while working with Zhenyi was that her methods were unique and outer-worldly. 

Take the instance of Officer Zheng, a very tough officer who couldn't deal with mighty and eloquent Zhenyi. She trapped him in the web of her words and actions that he forgot why he wanted her in the first place. He indeed warned her, but he also knew it was impossible to stop and catch Zhenyi from committing a crime if she wanted to. 

"Time, I don't have more than thirty minutes to waste and I hope you value my precious time." Zhenyi glanced at her phone screen before answering Lu Xinyi. 

She had a phone call to made exactly one hour from now. 

"I will be in your office in thirty minutes with four of them." Lu Xinyi said and took her to leave. She knew if Xin Zhenyi asked for something, one had to give that as soon as possible and if she put on a time limit, one couldn't ignore it. 

Tick Tock. Her time started now and she must complete her task before the time was up. 

"Very well," Zhenyi said to the retiring figure. 

"She is efficient and quick too." Fan Bingbing said from behind.

Only she knew how troublesome it was to work for a perfectionist and demanding boss like Zhenyi. But Lu Xinyi had done a great job in surviving for weeks under Zhenyi and she believed that the girl was there for long. 

"Cao Feng specifically chose her for her position." Zhenyi shrugged her shoulders casually. 

"Whatever." Fan Bingbing muttered.

She was familiar with Zhenyi's way of rubbing salt on her wounds but she chose not to comment. What could she do when her love life was lolled because the man she claimed to love was already in love with someone else and that too with a man? 

"So, what are you planning now?" Fang Bingbing asked changing the course of conversation as she saw Zhenyi drawing doodles on the paper. 

" Just laying the trap and you know I'm a random person. I do not plan just act on my instincts." Zhenyi said without bothering to look at her. 

"Sigh. Working with you is as easy and entertaining as embracing death. " Fan Bingbing sighed out. 

"Still, you are stick to me." Zhenyi nonchalantly replied. 

"If not for your best friend, do you think I will work for a narcissist and dangerous boss like you? " Fan Bingbing retorted as she snatched the paper on which Zhenyi was drawing the doodles. 

Zhenyi glanced at her and in a very bored tone she spoke, "Speaking of my best friend, you haven't paid him a visit yet. For a person who didn't leave his side in the comatose state you surely left him in the normal one."

Two days ago, when Zhenyi went to check on Bingbing she watched her crying for her idiot best friend. She was sobbing how madly and badly in love she was with an asshole. And that asshole happens to be her only best friend who was still stuck in the hospital bed with boring and bland food. 

"He will not want me there and both of us know how much he despises my existence." Fan Bingbing grumbled. 

"He certainly doesn't. " Zhenyi quickly said. 

"Absolutely. For despising he has to feel something for me. " Fan Bingbing retorted. 

"So, who are these special 4?" She asked, again changing the course of the conversation.

"Special 4, well nice name, "Zhenyi said to herself. 

"Just want and watch Du Zheng's demis," Zhenyi told Fan Bingbing with a huge grin. 

And Fan Bingbing didn't why the grin on her face seemed wicked to her. 

"Can't you peacefully solve it? Why do you love playing with the fire?"

"I play with fire, dear because I'm not afraid of its scorching flames. Because I'm the fire and he should be afraid of getting burned while playing with this fire." 

"Why don't you take help from your husband? He has been in China for so long, he will have his network and perhaps he is a better person to ask for aid."Fan Bingbing suggested Zhenyi. 

"Ask him for what? Help? And his? Why should I?" Zhenyi asked bitterly.

"He is a Long, Zhenyi. For crying out loud, use the darn asset you have got as your husband," said Fan Bingbing suggestively. 

"And prove to him that his wife needs a man to protect her? Well, Bingbing you were not there when we discussed the marriage agreement." Zhenyi snapped. 

"I don't want to be there anyway. Use the asset Zhenyi. And properly." Fan Bingbing huffed. 

"Asset? My husband? Let me tell you something, Bingbing. Only you." Zhenyi leaned towards Fan Bingbing and spoke in a low and helpless voice. " I have no fucking idea where the hell my husband is. If he is alive and well or not. I know how I have spent the last two days counting every second waiting for a single call or a message. I saw him two days ago and till now I have no information where he went and why so. He made promises Bingbing, big fat promises but again he broke them. Then again, I'm not surprised."

Fan Bingbing tried to console her. " I'm sorry --"

"Don't, I don't need anyone's sympathy or pity." Zhenyi put her hand to stop Bingbing as to whatever she was planning to say. 

She needed no pity nor sympathy. Could she be any more pathetic waiting for a husband she had no idea where he went? Perhaps, now was the time to stop expecting things that would never happen as the circumstances portrayed clearly and plainly. 

Several Thousand Miles away.....

"Do you find her? " Long Jie asked his subordinate. He arrived in London yesterday and since then he had no time for even breathing peacefully. 

"I'm sorry sir. We had eyes on her but we don't know how she escaped." The subordinate responded hastily replied. 

"She escaped in your supervision, Peter. I do not care how you catch her but do it soon before she reaches China or near my wife," Long Jie spoke impatiently. 

If she approached Zhenyi or worse Zhenyi did something to her, it would be impossible for him to explain the difficulty of his situation to Zhenyi. Moreover, both the women were their own brand of insanity. 

His wife wouldn't think before pulling the trigger on the other woman and the other one was capable of committing every single impossible and unpredictable. 

Long Jie had a feeling, a feeling he couldn't describe in words. Nonetheless, it was not a good feeling but more like the arrival of something unpleasant and life-shaking. 

"We will try, sir. "

"I will kill each of you if she reached China. I don't need your attempts, but the results and by the morning," He genuinely threatened the men.

What if something happened to the woman? Why couldn't she wait patiently for him? He told her, he would come soon, but the news of his wedding to Zhenyi disordered every single thing, much to his distress.

"Goddamit, Esma, where the hell have you flown to?" Long Jie shouted to the empty room and fell on his knees with his hands on his face. 

The time was slipping from his hands so was fate. It was too late to come clean to Zhenyi and it was unimaginable for him to go back until he found the woman he came looking for. 

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. 

The countdown had begun for Long Jie. 

Who would come to save Long Jie this time? Or who was the woman he was hiding from the world? And most importantly hiding from his own wife? 

Whatever the answers are only time will tell. But now he must search the madwoman who was roaming freely somewhere on the other side of the globe and sent her back to where she belonged. 

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