Xiǎo Yú was beyond livid when she saw the inaccurate paper work that had been done to document the box. She and Yì Lóng got into a heated debate over how procedures should have gone down but in the end, she was in the right. Under his watch anything that went wrong would mar his reputation and he had to give in to her this one time. Though as Yì Lóng walked away from her, he couldn't help but smile. He knew that somehow he still had an effect on Xiǎo Yú, but she was becoming more and more willful. All it really meant was that he needed to bed her again and remind her of how much she missed having him inside of her. To Yì Lóng, Xiǎo Yú had always been more fun behind close doors; she was headstrong and in his face when she was right--she was almost never wrong-- but when it was just them between the sheets she gave into him in a way that no other girl after or before her could. She was the one that knew him best. Xiǎo Yú was beyong frustrated with her ex and his lack of professionalism. If he handled things like how he was in the sack, perhaps the damn box would have never disappeared. She took a deep breath and reorganized the file while waiting for the specialist to get there. What Yì Lóng called a specialist might just be some American or British black market dealer. She swore underneath her breath, if it was either she get him busted for extortion of ancient property.<br/><br/><br/>Xiǎo Yú was just finishing adding notes to the file when she looked up from her seat upon hearing the guy's voice. She stared at him for a second trying to figure out if he was going to be her first case of a lost tourist. She couldn't understand why the government didn't provide more security for this dig and then she remembered that the person in charge was Wáng Yì Lóng, he never cared for security much. Such a bèndàn! She thought to herself. Meanwhile she close the file and pushed away from the desk and walked toward him.<br/><br/><br/>"Oh you're the private investigator that Wáng Yì Lóng hired to help us recover the stolen artifact." She held out her hand to shake his. "I'm Lǐ Xiǎo Yú, apparently we are to work together. Can I see your identification and no I don't think we know each other." The last part was a lie, she felt strange around him already.