Trafford's Trading Club

A day was the epitome of a lifetime.

Somehow, Zhu Maolin suddenly recalled such a sentence. He was like a returning traveler, and he hadn’t felt a sense of urgency like this for a long time.

He wanted to go back to that empty house. He wanted to go back to the person who treated him as a treasure no matter how small he was.

How can I say something like that?

How could I forget the declaration made when I stepped into the wedding hall amidst the blessings?

In the middle of the night, the street lights went past him. It was a hustling night. He was suddenly a little grateful for the time he and Little Lu met. He finally knew how Little Lu attracted him – why made him feel so peaceful and comfortable.

Little Lu had the shadow of Hou Chen Yuhan, as if it was a tailor-made encounter. What Little Lu gave him was what Hou Chen Yuhan, as a girlfriend, granted to him before the marriage.

Little Lu was such a magical girl who could bring a feeling of passion.

Parking the car in the parking lot, Zhu Maolin rushed past the car parking space he bought. There was a motorcycle covered with canvas next to the Black SUV.

Zhu Maolin glanced subconsciously. This motorcycle was also his, but it hadn’t been on the road for a long time despite the excellent maintenance all this while.

It seemed a bit like him to this family. Whether it was him or Hou Chen Yuhan, both of them were doing their best to maintain it, trying to mend the rift, but they couldn’t fill it.

They gradually drifted apart, and the relationship gradually turned cold.

Seeing the floor numbers on the elevator flashing one after another, everything in front of Zhu Maolin seemed to be intertwined.

So many days and nights when he never went home and worked overtime until late at night. She alone carried the cooked food bought from the convenience store or fast-food restaurant. Did she also look at the number of the elevator passing by like this?

After the commercial filming that day, it was a rare chance for him to come back early. He had to prepare a bowl of noodles and watched TV by himself. She did the same too. Accompanied with dimmed lights at home, he didn’t know what she was eating – what was the taste. Similarly, he didn’t know what the voice on TV was saying.

He could fully imagine it, but he had never dared to face it and even escape from it.

It was not that he had no reaction to his wife.

Instead, every time was like a volcano about to erupt. But every time, he always thought of that accident in the end.

The child slept beside him and her when he was young.

“She isn’t home…”

He hurriedly opened the door of his house. It was already midnight, but the house was empty.

This time, Zhu Maolin directly picked up the phone and did not send any text messages. He directly dialed Hou Chen Yuhan’s number. It appeared the phone was turned off.

Zhu Maolin slumped on the sofa.

The phone rang suddenly.

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A few wealthy wives quietly followed all the way. However, they knew that they could not approach Hou Chen Yuhan before she left the floor with Liu Zixing.

Since they couldn’t figure out his background, these wives had no choice but to give up and left in anger. They just discussed it on their own.

The security guard above the clubhouse should have received orders. They approached and sent the duo out way politely until they left the clubhouse.

The security guards stopped in front of the entrance.

Liu Zixing also stopped here. Depending on the situation, he was planning to call a taxi. He had just won a considerable sum of money. Why would this kind of wealthy gambler summon a taxi?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn’t want to go deeper into his affairs. Even until this moment, she didn’t know the other party’s name. She just knew he surnamed Liu according to what the casino called him.

She didn’t intend to ask; she just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. She was eager to return to her empty house.

She was too tired today. I can probably fall asleep tonight.

“We should separate our path here.” Liu Zixing looked at Hou Chen Yuhan at this time, “When the taxi comes, you get in first. I will wait for the next one.”

Hou Chen Yuhan just nodded. They encountered each other by fate. It should just end without getting involved further, but she still thanked her – at least he did take her out of the clubhouse safely.

Liu Zixing looked at the time. It had passed midnight unknowingly. It was half past twelve. It would probably be half-past one in the morning after another hour.

He counted the time silently in his heart.

“Young Master Liu, we meet again!”

At this time, a van suddenly stopped in front of Liu Zixing and Hou Chen Yuhan. Several men in overcoats got off the car and surrounded them without saying a word.

One of them sneered, “Young Master Liu, you can escape from the dog cage. Aren’t you quite capable? You even have the mood to fool around with women here. But, we are uncomfortable. Are you going to walk in obediently, or we need to send you off?”

Hou Chen Yuhan did not dare to speak but subconsciously grasped her clothes in shock. She looked towards the security booth not far away but noticed the guards, who were initially polite, seemingly ignored what had happened. They did not even squint an eye.

Outside of this range, they wouldn’t bother it. Is it because of someone’s order? Hou Chen Yuhan had this understanding all of a sudden.

What to do? She was thinking wildly.

Liu Zixing calmly said at this time, “Where is your boss? Let him come to see me. Don’t worry. I won’t leave. He’s in the other car, right? Why not get off the car?”

About three meters behind the van, a white Bentley Continental had just stopped. Liu Zixing looked at the car. It was Black Panther’s car.

“Why do you have so much nonsense? Just come with us!”

“Chill.” Liu Zixing shook his head, “You are just asking for money. Go and talk to your boss. I have something to talk to him about.”

“We can talk later as we go back!” The man sneered and put his hand on Liu Zixing’s shoulder. The other macho men wanted to do the same with Hou Chen Yuhan.

At this time, a man looked like a driver came down from the white Bentley Continental and shouted, “Let him come here. The boss wants to see him!”

The crowd just gave up and pushed Liu Zixing directly in front of the white Bentley Continental. As for Hou Chen Yuhan, he was still closely watched by several macho men. She could only lower her head in horror, shrink her body, and even more dared not to speak.

“Get in!”

Liu Zixing was pushed into the car.

In the back seat of the car, Brother Black Panther was smoking a cigar. Seeing Liu Zixing coming up, he opened his mouth and laughed. There were only Liu Zixing and him in the car.

“Young Master Liu, Young Master Liu, you’re quite the runner.” Black Panther narrowed his eyes, “Does your ear still hurt?”