Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 559 Waitress

When the Nanyang waitress saw the door open, the corners of her mouth quickly rose, and she smiled sweetly. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, and it seemed to have the magic power to dispel the haze in He Yuzhu's heart:

"Sir, this is specially arranged by Mr. He." He Yuzhu thought for a moment and nodded, "Oh, then come in."

After that, she stepped aside to make way for her to push the cart in. The Nanyang waitress walked into the room with light steps, and when she turned around and closed the door, her movements were extremely gentle, as if she was afraid of making the slightest sound to disturb He Yuzhu.

Then, she held the handles of the dining cart firmly with both hands, and pushed the dining cart to the dining table step by step with steady steps.

I saw her skillful movements. She first brought the sobering soup to the table carefully, and then placed the snacks in order. Every movement was smooth and natural, and done in one go, obviously after countless times of practice.

After doing all this, she did not turn around and leave, but stood there with her feet together, bowed deeply to He Yuzhu, and said in a clear and polite voice: "Please enjoy your meal, sir."

He Yuzhu slowly sat down on the carved mahogany chair, his eyes fixed on the bowl of sobering soup that was still steaming on the table.

He stretched out his hand, and the moment his broad palm touched the wall of the bowl, he felt a scalding heat. However, he was eager to dispel the discomfort. He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and drank the sobering soup in one gulp. Some of the soup stains slid down the corners of his mouth.

Putting down the bowl, he casually wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then looked up and saw the Nanyang waitress standing upright beside him, like a statue, motionless. "Why aren't you leaving?"

He frowned slightly, his eyes full of doubt, his tone unconsciously became a little inquiring, and he looked straight at the other party.

The Nanyang waitress had a sweet smile on her face, just like a flower blooming in spring, with just the right amount of shyness and enthusiasm.

She moved lightly with graceful steps, and each step looked like a carefully choreographed dance. She was like a crabapple flower swaying in the breeze, and she walked forward gracefully and quickly.

She stretched out her slender jade-like hand, her fingers were like new bamboo shoots in spring, white and slender, and she steadily took the empty bowl from He Yuzhu's hand. Her movements were gentle and graceful, as if she was treating a rare treasure, and then she placed it steadily on the table.

She bowed slightly, opened her red lips, and spoke in a voice as gentle and graceful as a yellow oriole singing out of a valley: "Sir, I am also entrusted by Mr. He to come and serve you."

After saying this, she snuggled gently and naturally into He Yuzhu's arms, like a docile kitten attached to its owner. Her soft arms were like a nimble water snake, wrapping around his neck.

She tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her cheeks. Then she gave him a passionate kiss with the unique style and charm of Nanyang.

At the same time, she took He Yuzhu's hand, with a hint of shyness and determination, and gently placed it in her plump and soft arms...

In the dimly lit room, the dim light is like a layer of gauze, gently covering every inch of space. The air is filled with a faint, intoxicating fragrance, which is the smell of South Asian spices mixed with fermented ambiguous feelings.

The Nanyang waitress in front of me is in her youthful prime, like a beautiful flower blooming in the tropical rainforest.

Her face is like a carefully crafted work of art. Her eyebrows are like distant dark eyebrows, just like the soft curves of distant mountains in the twilight. Her eyes are like autumn water, clear and bright. As she looks around, all kinds of charm flow, as if hiding countless mysterious stories.

Her skin was as white as snow, with a soft and warm luster under the dim light, and it felt as delicate as fine jade, without a single flaw.

Her figure is so hot that people can't take their eyes off it. Her waist is as slender as a willow, and her graceful figure is so charming that it forms a sharp contrast with her plump and proud curves. Every line in her body silently shows the unique charm of a mature woman.

At this moment, she gently twisted her soft, boneless body, her posture was as light and graceful as catkins in the wind, and every movement was rhythmic.

An intoxicating moan came from her mouth, and the sound was like the breeze in spring, gently stirring the heartstrings.

This extremely tempting atmosphere was like a spark, which instantly ignited the long-suppressed desire in He Yuzhu's heart, and the raging fire burned wildly in his heart.

He Yuzhu felt hot all over, and he felt an uncontrollable heat running rampant in his body, and desire surged in waves like a raging tide.

His hands stretched out eagerly as if uncontrollably, his fingers trembling slightly, and in a few seconds he unbuttoned the Nanyang girl's tight work clothes.

The moment the buttons popped open, the Nanyang girl's snow-white skin was faintly visible.

The Nanyang girl's eyes were as charming as silk, and she opened her red lips and let out a charming laugh. At the same time, she quickly stretched out her green and delicate hands and skillfully undressed He Yuzhu.

The clothes fell to the ground one by one, and in an instant, the two of them were facing each other frankly. He Yuzhu's eyes were red, and the fire of lust was burning in his eyes, and the fire was so fierce that it almost completely devoured his remaining rationality.

At this moment, his heart and eyes were filled with only the Nanyang girl in front of him. His mind was blank. He was just waiting for this moment to enjoy the joy of lovemaking with the Nanyang girl and sink into this burning desire.

But at this critical moment, the Nanyang girl's eyes suddenly changed, and her eyes, which were originally full of affection, now flashed with a fierce light.

One of her jade hands seemed gentle but actually contained great strength. She quickly hugged He Yuzhu, making it difficult for him to break free.

The other hand reached above the head very swiftly like a nimble snake.

Her carefully combed high bun became a hiding place for weapons at this moment. She pulled out a thin hairpin from it.

The hairpin has a peculiar shape and is not commonly seen in the Central Plains. One end is carved into the shape of a strange animal head. In the mouth of the animal head is inlaid a gem that emits a strange green light. It flickers in the dim light, just like the eyes of a poisonous snake peeking in the darkness, which is terrifying.

The Nanyang girl sneered and slowly raised the hairpin with her arm. The tip of the hairpin, which was emitting green light, cut through the air and went straight to He Yuzhu's unprotected neck, as if it would end his life in the next second.

At the moment when the tip of the hairpin was about to pierce the skin, He Yuzhu's whole body shook violently, as if he was drenched from head to toe by icy water in the cold winter. His originally chaotic and confused eyes suddenly regained clarity.

The hard work he had experienced in Haojiang over the years, as well as his uninterrupted martial arts training in private, gave him an extraordinary keen intuition about the dangers around him. Even at this moment when he seemed to be indulging in the gentleness of life, his instincts were instantly awakened the moment danger approached.

He raised his fingers slightly, and the movement seemed gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing the beautiful atmosphere before him. In fact, every muscle movement contained powerful strength that had been tempered through thousands of trials.

He lightly tapped the Nanyang girl's shoulder, and in an instant, the pure and powerful vitality in his body, like a flood that broke through a dam, brought with it a majestic momentum, and poured into the Nanyang girl's body through his fingertips.

The Nanyang girl was about to stab the hairpin hard, but suddenly she felt an extremely powerful internal force, like a surging tide, rushing into her body without any warning.

This internal force was like countless sharp steel needles, instantly piercing through her limbs and bones, and every inch of her skin and every meridian was attacked by this severe pain. Her body tensed up uncontrollably, and her muscles spasmed, as if she was entangled and tightly bound by countless invisible shackles, unable to move at all.

The hairpin that was originally ready to be put down was now hanging in the air, as if it was fixed by a powerful force and could not move forward at all.

Not only that, she was horrified to find that her whole body had become as stiff as a stone. Not only could she not complete the assassination, even one of her fingers seemed to be welded shut and she could not move at all. It was as if she had been cast under a strange spell of immobilization, and she instantly turned into a lifeless sculpture.

He Yuzhu noticed something strange on his neck and instantly became alert, like a cheetah smelling danger.

He quickly reached out and grabbed the Nanyang girl's wrist. The slender wrist was like being clamped by an iron clamp in his powerful big hand, unable to move.

He Yuzhu chuckled in a low voice, which was full of pride and ease. He climbed up from the Nanyang girl calmly, his movements were as elegant as those of a noble gentleman, and his every move showed the calmness of a veteran.

Then, he exerted a little force and easily snatched the hairpin that the Nanyang girl was holding tightly. He Yuzhu narrowed his eyes, brought the hairpin in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully in the weak light.

He saw a faint light emanating from the tip of the hairpin. With his rich experience and knowledge, he instantly concluded that the hairpin was poisoned.

If I hadn't reacted in time, if I had been a little slow just now, I would have been poisoned and died by now. The consequences would have been unimaginable.

The Nanyang girl's eyes seemed to be spewing out blazing flames as she glared at He Yuzhu fiercely. In the depths of her eyes, anger surged like a raging tide, mixed with an unconcealable fear, just like a lone boat in a storm.

He Yuzhu seemed unaware of her knife-like gaze. He looked focused and cautious as he gently picked up the hairpin. His movements were gentle but full of caution. He then put it into his own special space, which seemed to carry many unknown secrets.

Then, he leaned over slightly, and his hands, like nimble yet steady fish, began to carefully examine the Nanyang girl's hair. He combed every strand of hair patiently, not missing any gaps that might hide danger.

After checking the hair, he turned his gaze to the clothes taken off by the Nanyang girl, unfolding and shaking them one by one. Every inch of fabric was examined by him, not missing any corner that might hide danger.

After a careful inspection, he slowly stood up, took a long breath, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

He Yuzhu frowned, his eyes like cold stars, as he looked closely at the graceful and exotic Nanyang girl in front of him.

The charming thoughts that had just surged up in his mind had now dissipated like smoke. Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he realized that things were not that simple.

In this seemingly calm Haojiang River, there were people so bold as to try to take his life.

He Yuzhu no longer hesitated. He suddenly stretched out his strong arms, picked up the Nanyang girl like a chicken, and walked towards the bedroom with big strides.

Each step he took was steady and quick, and the floor trembled slightly under his feet. Just as he was about to take further action to explore the conspiracy behind this, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning:

I have become an assassination target. What about Huo Yingdong, who lives next door to me and has a close relationship with me?

Could he also be in danger, facing the same deadly threat?

Huo Yingdong is usually very active in the business world of Macao, so it is inevitable that he has made enemies. Now that he has met with an unexpected accident, the safety of his neighbor is really worrying.

He Yuzhu has entered the realm of Baodan. His aura is restrained yet exudes a powerful force. His martial arts skills are at the pinnacle.

The people present were unaware of the slight abnormality of the Nanyang girl just now due to their limited experience and insufficient perception. However, to a master with extraordinary insight like He Yuzhu, that slight abnormality was like a bright meteor across the night sky, which could not possibly escape his eyes.

On the other hand, Huo Yingdong has practiced dark power kung fu for many years and has made a name for himself in the martial arts world. He can use his kung fu to intimidate the scoundrels when he travels around. But if he really wants to compete with real masters like He Yuzhu who are at the pinnacle of martial arts, the gap between them is like heaven and earth.

Although his kung fu is impressive, his defense and response methods are extremely weak when facing the fierce and unpredictable attacks of top masters.

If there really was an assassin hiding in the dark who suddenly attacked him at this moment, with his strength, it would be difficult for him to resist and he might be in a desperate situation in an instant.

Just as I was thinking about it, a faint sound of fighting, like the howl of a wild cat in the middle of the night, came from next door.

He Yuzhu suddenly shuddered, and instantly focused his mind. The aura around him instantly condensed into substance, and powerful mental power surged out like a surging tide.

In an instant, the scene in the next room appeared in his mind as clearly as a movie: Huo Yingdong was fighting a tough battle with a burly man.

The big man held two knives in his hands, the blades flashing with cold light. Every time he swung them, there was a sharp sound of wind. His moves were fierce and fierce, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. He pressed forward step by step, forcing Huo Yingdong to have no chance to fight back.

Huo Yingdong responded hastily with empty hands. He could only rely on his agility to hide here and there in the room, staggering and looking very embarrassed.

Seeing this, the big man attacked more fiercely, swinging his two swords tightly and the sword lights intertwined into a net of cold light.

Suddenly, the big man seized the opportunity, roared, and swung the short knife in his hand towards Huo Yingdong's neck with the force of breaking through the wind.

Huo Yingdong was unable to dodge, his face turned pale in an instant, his eyes full of despair. He Yuzhu saw it clearly from the next room, and was extremely anxious. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his collar.

According to common sense, even if he broke through the wall and rushed over immediately, given the distance and the speed of the big man's attack, he would not be able to save Huo Yingdong in time.

Life and death are just a matter of a moment. At this critical moment, an idea flashed in He Yuzhu's mind, and a bold and risky idea emerged.