The crowd slowly made way for a path.
The man led Yun Ya towards Wu Hen, his gaze vigilant as he looked around, "Let’s leave here first."
Wu Hen nodded, his gaze sweeping past Yun Ya’s face, as the three slowly retreated.
Everyone watched as the three left the villa, Yan Song’s hand clenched into a tight fist at his side. Yellow Hair whispered, "Boss..."
"Follow them, make sure Yun Ya is safe."
"Yes." Yellow Hair went to make arrangents.
A car stopped at the villa entrance, the three got in, and the car drove away.
Yan Song got into a military vehicle and pursued them.
The car twisted and turned through the city, with the military vehicle always close behind.
Inside the car, Wu Hen brushed off the man’s hand, speaking coldly, "Return for your punishnt."
The man glared fiercely at Yun Ya, then turned away.
Wu Hen glanced at Yun Ya and said gently, "Thank you..."
Yun Ya leaned against the seat back, her face expressionless, "I did not save you, you need to understand that."
"I know." He smiled faintly, "In any case, thank you, otherwise, I would not have been able to get away safely today."
Yun Ya curled her lips mockingly, she didn’t believe this man was without backup plans. Apart from Mingyue’s unexpected appearance, everything seed under his control.
"Rember my words, next ti we et, it’s do or die..."
Wu Hen’s gaze lowered slightly, his expression unclear.
Yun Ya lifted up the necklace, "Can this thing be removed?"
Wu Hen clenched his fist, "In critical monts, it can save your life..."
"Heh... I don’t need it." Yun Ya said coldly.
Wu Hen said calmly, "To remove it, you’ll need a special key, but I don’t have it with . We’ll discuss it next ti..."
Yun Ya understood, this man simply didn’t want to remove it for her.
"Inside this necklace is a delicate chanism. If you rotate the petals counterclockwise 360 degrees, it can simultaneously launch three poison darts, fatal upon contact. Rotating clockwise launches tranquilizer darts; even an elephant can be brought down instantly. You’ll encounter all kinds of troubles, keeping it can protect you. If you’re worried it’s a tracking device, then let tell you, there’s indeed a chip inside that lets pinpoint your location anyti, anywhere. If you dislike it, I won’t do it in the future."
The man spoke in a light tone, with a hint of gentleness.
Even though he spoke casually, Yun Ya knew that since he said so, he’d keep his promise.
Yun Ya grasped the necklace, "Miaomiao... is he okay?"
Wu Hen paused, "Everything is fine."
Yun Ya breathed a sigh of relief, "Miaomiao is scared of strangers, I’m truly afraid he’ll suffer grievances."
"He won’t." He said calmly.
Yun Ya clenched her fist, the coldness in her lowered gaze quickly vanishing, knowing that one day she would find Miaomiao.
The car disappeared at the end of the street, the surveillance showed they lost track.
Yan Song frowned tightly, pushed open the car door, and quickly ran in that direction, but the deep alley was empty, nowhere to be found was Yun Ya’s figure?
Yan Song punched the wall fiercely, letting the blood flow freely, indifferent.
"Brother Yan..."
A gentle voice gently floated by his ear, Yan Song raised his gaze in disbelief to see the girl quietly standing at the street corner, the wind lifted her skirt, rising slightly in the night breeze, like a lily blooming in the darkness, its fragrance distant.
Her gaze seed to be imrsed in a sky full of stars, bright and soft.
Yan Song quickly ran toward her, his long legs taking strong strides, each step on the ground sending tremors as if even the heart quivered along.
He encircled her with his long arms, holding her tightly in his embrace with such force as if to ld her into his bones.
Yun Ya clinging to his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, deeply inhaling his scent, a gentle and reassuring curve on her lips.
Her small hand tugged at his shirt hem, saying with grievance, "Brother Yan, I thought I would never see you in this lifeti."
Yan Song buried his face in her hair, saying self-reproachfully and painfully, "It’s my fault, Yun Ya, you can hit , scold ..." Saying this, he grabbed her small hand and hamred it against his own chest.
Yun Ya hurriedly withdrew her hand, "What are you doing?"
Yan Song looked at her deeply, suddenly gripping her hands, pinning her against the wall, and bowed to hold her lips.
All the longing and anxiety vanished in this prolonged kiss.
——
Drizzling rain continued unceasingly.
On the hotel roof, a helicopter was stationed there, its rotary blades emitting a rumbling sound, the stirred airflow making it hard for people to keep their eyes open.
Standing at the helicopter entrance were two n in black. Hearing footsteps, they lifted their gaze to look.
A man wearing a black trench coat, leather gloves, holding an umbrella, slowly walked over.
Night rain blurred, half the silver mask appeared even more mysterious and hazy, only those cold eyes were cooler than this rainy night.
The two didn’t dare look any longer, imdiately bowed respectfully.
The man passed by them, his steps paused slightly, and he said calmly, "Are all tails cleaned up?"
"Yes." The two responded in unison.
The man said no more, stepped up onto the helicopter.
The helicopter slowly ascended, flying farther in the rainy night, until disappearing at the horizon’s end.
——
"Brother Yan, how did you find ?" Yun Ya asked curiously.
At the ti, both were sitting in the car, Yun Ya nestled in his arms, draped in his coat. Outside, it had started raining at so unknown ti, raindrops slapped against the window, drizzling quietly.
Yan Song raised his hand to gently stroke her long hair, smiled, "Wontons."
Yun Ya raised her brows slightly, hugging his neck and smiled, "We really are in synch."
Yan Song pinched her nose, "Only you love wontons, it made imdiately think of you."
Yan Song sighed, hugged her tightly, whispered in her ear, "We can’t go on like this anymore, we must take initiative to strike."
But—Yun Ya really wanted to remind him how terrifying the enemies he faces are, but at this mont, looking into his deep, dark eyes, she suddenly couldn’t say a word.
Live together, what’s there to fear in death?
From start to finish, I will always be with you.
This life, let us never be apart again.
Yun Ya nestled in his arms, listening to his burning heartbeat, a gentle curve slowly appeared on her lips, "Okay, I’ll listen to you."
Yan Song’s fingers lightly patted her back, his gaze looking out at the rainy night, deep and profound.
The two did not return to the Yan Family, it was too late, lest they disturb others, they returned to ijing Tiancheng.
It was already past two at night, after returning, they washed and went to sleep.
Early the next morning, Yun Ya’s biological clock woke her naturally, reaching out beside her, it was empty.
She suddenly sat up.
Yun Ya, her hair disheveled, gaze with a few traces of confusion, barefoot got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom. A fragrance wafted in, slling like fried eggs.
Yun Ya saw a tall figure busy in the kitchen, she dashed over, hugging his waist from behind, "Good morning."
Yan Song, still holding a spatula, smiled and patted her hand, "Quickly go wash up, breakfast will be ready soon."
Yun Ya dawdled to wash up, returned to find a sumptuous breakfast already set up on the table, Yan Song having just taken off his apron, walking out of the kitchen. Today he wore a white T-shirt and jeans, compared to formal attire’s rigor, appeared younger, looking like a university freshman.
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