It was night.
The deep night on Dongpo Mountain was exceptionally quiet, with the bright moon hanging overhead and shadows of bamboo wavering. Occasionally, the chirping of two or three insects was not enough to break the silence of the night.
At Binggui Building on Dongpo Mountain.
Binggui Building has a history of over three hundred years and has always been prepared to welco the Zhang family's distinguished guests. Its interior is quaint and classical, resembling the boudoirs of ancient noble families.
However, the mont Left Envoy Yang, who was lying in bed, suddenly sat up straight, as if rising from the dead. Wearing only pajamas, he looked around in confusion, seemingly puzzled as to why he was here.
"Ah!" Left Envoy Yang clutched his head in agony.
After a long while, clarity returned to Left Envoy Yang's eyes.
"Yang Chen… Qingqing…" Left Envoy Yang's face changed slightly, as if rembering sothing.
"No! I have to tell him!" Imdiately, Left Envoy Yang got out of bed swiftly, changed into nightwear, and rushed out of the room.
Quietly, Left Envoy Yang took a vehicle and left the Zhang family.
After knocking out the guards, Left Envoy Yang did not alert anyone.
He sped along the road.
Two hours later.
At three o'clock in the morning.
Ancheng, First-Grade Kingdom.
At this ti, even night owls were about to sleep, making the First-Grade Kingdom exceptionally quiet.
Yang Chen had fallen into a deep sleep after drinking red wine.
Mastiff and Jianfeng, along with the other two, slept in one room, with three beds ford into a large bunk.
The villa had plenty of rooms for everyone to sleep in, but they all felt that bunking together had a special feel to it, so much so that they even discarded the mattresses and slept directly on wooden beds.
Yang Chen laughed at them, saying it was the fate of a single dog, but at the sa ti, he felt gratified to see such a strong bond among his brothers.
Suddenly, Jianfeng awoke with a start, nudging the other two awake and whispering, "Did you hear the sound of an engine?"
The sound of the engine was faint, likely from a luxury car moving at a low speed, making hardly any noise.
But Jianfeng, always in combat mode, remained vigilant and sensed this slight change.
The two others woke up and also beca alert. Being involved in combat operations constantly, always on the brink of death, they would never overlook such a warning.
Instantly, the three n got up and went out.
Even while sleeping, they wore simple clothing for quick action.
Entering the living room, they saw a shadow flash past.
"Chase it!"
Adrenaline surged through the three n as they whispered hurriedly.
They charged out, pursuing the direction where the shadow vanished.
Yang Chen, who was sleeping drowsily, suddenly felt soone enter.
He shot up, seeing a shadow rushing toward him.
"Courting death!" Yang Chen sneered, striking out with his palm.
The strike carried a powerful force, resembling a large fan slamming outwards.
The intruder was startled by Yang Chen's action and quickly dodged.
Thud!
The strike landed on the wall, leaving a handprint and causing the entire villa to tremble thrice, with dust cascading from the ceiling.
At this mont, the three n kicked open the door, storming in and opening the door imdiately.
Across from Yang Chen stood a woman with a fiery figure, dressed in tight black clothing that accentuated her curves in a tantalizing manner, eyes irresistibly drawn.
Upon seeing this figure, Yang Chen imdiately called out in surprise, "Xinxin!"
The three n also felt a jolt, realizing who it was and hurriedly exclaid, "Sister-in-law!"
"You all go out first!" Yang Chen gestured for the three to leave.
The three n complied without hesitation, keeping their gazes averted from Yang Chen as they walked out, heads bowed.
After they left, Yang Chen removed his face cover, calling out, "Husband!"
At this mont, Yang Chen should perhaps be called Ye Xin.
Upon hearing this long-lost word "husband," a shiver ran through Yang Chen, almost lting him.
But noticing the mark on Ye Xin's left cheek, his eyes narrowed, and he coldly asked, "Who did this?"
At this mont, Yang Chen's hair fluttered without wind, and a strong killing intent flickered in his eyes, causing the room's temperature to plumt to the extre.
Ye Xin quickly reassured, "It happened during a shipwreck, scraped against a reef. It's no big deal, it doesn't affect anything."
Yang Chen extended a trembling hand, gently caressing Ye Xin's cheek. Feeling the scar, his heart almost bled.
How could it not affect anything, how could it not matter—if it didn't, why did Ye Xin always wear a veil, why didn't she dare to show her face?
In Yang Chen's eyes, Ye Xin had always been the most beautiful woman in the world. Now, with a scar on her face, it was his fault, sothing Yang Chen couldn't accept right away.
"Don't worry! I'll definitely help you recover!" Yang Chen vowed firmly.
"Mm!" Ye Xin nodded slightly, looking shyly at Yang Chen.
As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and they hadn't seen each other for over a year. Certainly, when Yang Chen was acting as Left Envoy, he wasn't Ye Xin.
"Wife!" Observing Ye Xin's bashful appearance, Yang Chen felt his heart stir, warmth flowing through him as he gently leaned closer to Ye Xin's cheek.
Ye Xin seed to understand Yang Chen's intentions, shyly lowering her head and closing her eyes slightly, awaiting Yang Chen's kiss.
Outside.
Wei Xueqing also felt the tremor, quickly going downstairs. Seeing the three n standing guard outside Yang Chen's door, she hurried over and asked, "What happened? What's going on?"
The three n exchanged glances, mumbling without being able to provide a clear answer.
They could easily face enemies in battle, infiltrating for intelligence as simple as reaching into their pockets. But facing soone they knew well and lying? Their faces flushed, words failing them.
Wei Xueqing, noticing the three's behavior, grew more suspicious, sternly asking, "What exactly happened? Why aren't you going in? What just happened?"
The three exchanged another glance, shook their heads, refusing to speak.
"Move aside!" Wei Xueqing demanded, stepping forward, preparing to enter herself.
The three quickly raised their arms to block her, saying, "President Wei, you'd better not go in!"
"Move aside!" Wei Xueqing's face frosted over as she glared icily at them.
The three stood firm, blocking her path without giving way.
Seeing this, Wei Xueqing steeled her resolve, chest out, walking forward.
The three quickly lowered their hands, fearing disrespect.
Smugly, like a victorious swan, Wei Xueqing raised her chin and walked through the door.
The mont she pushed the door open, Wei Xueqing froze—for she saw Yang Chen kissing a woman!
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