Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

The next day, Huo Lan arrived early at the Huo Family Village, accompanied Huo Wen’an and the others for breakfast, and personally escorted them to Capital No.2 Airport.

No.2 Airport is neither a civilian nor a military airport; it is specifically used for receiving international diplomats. The Huo Family’s private jet had been waiting there for a while. "Pilot, it’s almost time for takeoff. I wish you a pleasant journey, so I’ll be on my way now."

"Thank you for your hard work." Huo Wen’an patted Huo Lan on the shoulder.

Huo Lan glanced at the spot on the suit that Huo Wen’an had touched and decided to take off the suit, hang it in the wardrobe as a good luck charm, without sending it for cleaning.

"It’s my honor to serve the Pilot and Miss Xu." Huo Lan smiled at Xu Xingguang and said goodbye before getting off the plane.

Watching Huo Wen’an’s plane soar into the sky and head south towards Divine Concealment Island, Huo Lan sighed softly, "Pilot, Miss Xu, I wish you a smooth journey."

The distance between the Capital City and Divine Concealment Island is quite far, roughly twice the distance from West Continent to Divine Concealment Island.

Xu Xingguang looked at the clouds outside the window and said, "The last time I went to Divine Concealment Island, I didn’t have a private jet. I had to first fly to West Continent Airport and then take a boat to Divine Concealment Island."

"Now that you’re Lady Captain, the treatment is different."

Huo Wen’an was flipping through an ancient book. Hearing this, he felt a stir in his heart, got up, sat next to Xu Xingguang, and asked, "What do you think is the most appropriate age to get married?"

"First of all, you have to be an adult."

Huo Wen’an was exasperated, "Be serious."

Xu Xingguang replied earnestly, "If the person is you, any age is appropriate."

Huo Wen’an paused slightly.

He really liked that answer.

"I want to hold the wedding with you before the Hundred Medicines Conference." Huo Wen’an placed his hand on Xu Xingguang’s shoulder and leaned closer from behind, saying seriously, "We’re already a couple, and I want everyone to know that fact."

"Xingguang, are you willing?"

Xu Xingguang found it amusing, "What? Are we a couple just because we slept together? If so, there’d be countless couples under the sky."

Huo Wen’an’s demeanor suddenly turned cold and enigmatic, "What do you mean by that?" He stood up, walked in front of Xu Xingguang, propped one hand against the wall of the plane, looked down to examine her, and said a bit annoyed, "What do you take me for? A bed partner?"

Feeling a bit hurt, he said softly, "Xu Xingguang, I only sleep with the girl I want to marry. You’re the one I want to wed, do you understand?"

He really thought Xu Xingguang was a heartbreaker.

Nobody was as heartless as her, and nobody with her charm was so heartless.

"Don’t be angry." Xu Xingguang held Huo Wen’an’s other hand hanging by his side and suppressed a laugh, "I just wanted to make sure if you want to marry me because you love me or because we’ve slept together."

"That’s nonsense!" Huo Wen’an was so angry his neck turned red, "If I didn’t love you, would I sleep with you?"

Xu Xingguang contemplated Huo Wen’an’s handsome face and, after a moment, said, "I prefer a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe to a wedding dress. The more luxurious the phoenix style, the more I like it."

After some thought, Xu Xingguang added, "It’s best if all the jewels and pearls you gave me can be embedded in it."

By saying this, she agreed to hold the wedding before the Hundred Medicines Conference.

Huo Wen’an felt a sense of relief in his heart.

However, he was surprised by Xu Xingguang’s aesthetic standards, "You actually like flashy and luxurious things?"

"I’m not one for simplicity; I like things that are bold and magnificent, anything that grabs attention." She touched the back of Huo Wen’an’s hand and said meaningfully, "I like men with exceptional looks and lavish, exquisite jewelry. Do you have any objections?"

Huo Wen’an naturally had no objections, "I should be grateful I look decent."

"Yes, you should be grateful."

Huo Wen’an couldn’t help but think dramatically and asked Xu Xingguang, "What if one day I’m disfigured, would you still love me?"

"I would find a way to treat you." Her medical skills were excellent, so she wasn’t worried.

Grinding his teeth, Huo Wen’an emphasized, "I mean, if it couldn’t be cured."

Xu Xingguang laughed, "The last time I heard such a nonsensical question was on TV, when the female lead asked the male lead if he would save her or his mother if they both fell into the water."

"Ridiculous question." Shaking her head, Xu Xingguang immediately turned serious and said, "As long as it’s you, I can accept it."

Huo Wen’an’s eyes were filled with a smile.

During their conversation, they stayed in the private bedroom of the cabin while Song Chi and Ye Mingluo sat in the lounge area outside the bedroom.

Ye Mingluo had just drunk a cocktail and felt a bit drowsy.

Half-asleep, he overheard the flirty conversation of the couple inside, and with a tsk of irritation, he plugged his ears with his fingers. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Chi in the seat next to him, holding two crocheting needles, learning to knit a scarf from a short video, which made Ye Mingluo feel even more uncomfortable.

"Why are you knitting a scarf?"

Song Chi said, "Bai Xi is afraid of the cold. She was abused in the underground mine and has rheumatism, so she feels cold and pain in winter. I want to knit her a scarf."

Ye Mingluo: "..."

Great, the assassin put down his butcher’s knife and picked up the crochet needles.

"You’ve really turned over a new leaf." He shook his head, got up, and walked ahead, arriving at the dining area where he saw Cheng Yue talking with her two male subordinates.

Today they were going back to Divine Concealment Island, and Cheng Yue needed to protect Huo Wen’an. She wasn’t wearing the dress from yesterday; instead, she was in a modest black suit. However, her hair was no longer casually falling across her face as it used to but was all fixed up with a hairband like it was yesterday.

Cheng Yue’s forehead was exposed, and her wild eyes paired with her honey-toned skin gave her a unique beauty.

Ye Mingluo could see Cheng Yue’s transformation, and naturally, her subordinates noticed it too.

At this moment, the two subordinates were sitting on either side of Cheng Yue. On the table in front of Cheng Yue was a geographical map of the area near Central Cave on Divine Concealment Island, and she was instructing her subordinates on the important things to keep in mind when getting close to Central Cave.

Cheng Yue was speaking seriously, but her two subordinates clearly seemed a bit absent-minded, their eyes frequently stealing glances at Cheng Yue’s face.

"Ahem!"

Ye Mingluo said nothing further and turned around to the fridge to grab a few drinks.

Placing two energy drinks on the table, Ye Mingluo said, "Da Li, Eric, have some drinks."

Da Li had a square face, and his eyes were stern and serious. Eric was a dark-skinned young man; when he smiled, his dazzlingly white teeth always reminded people of a toothpaste model.

Both of them were Cheng Yue’s right and left-hand men, also the leading figures in the Pilot Mansion’s Guard Team.

Da Li and Eric picked up the drinks, thanked Ye Mingluo, and Cheng Yue glanced up at Ye Mingluo briefly before continuing her work.

Her reaction was calm, as if she didn’t have last night’s kiss on her mind at all.

Ye Mingluo handed the fruit drink he had hidden behind him to Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue stared at the drink with a peach pattern on it, frowned, and asked Ye Mingluo, "Did you poison it?"

Ye Mingluo widened his eyes, "Am I that kind of person?"

Cheng Yue snorted coldly, "You forcefully kissed someone and then wake up pretending not to remember. I didn’t expect Doctor Ye to be a scumbag. Naturally, I also can’t be sure whether you poisoned it or not."

Ye Mingluo was utterly shocked, his eyes wide, and his bushy beard couldn’t hide the redness of his face.

The insider information divulged by Cheng Yue shocked Zheng Lie, who was coming over from the cockpit, as well as Da Li and Eric.

"You kissed Cheng Yue?" Zheng Lie frowned at Ye Mingluo, his gaze cold, similar to how Huo Wen’an looked at Ye Mingluo last night.

The three men in front of him were all rolling up their sleeves, their arms stronger than his thighs. And all three of them were on Cheng Yue’s side, making Ye Mingluo seem like a poor little guy who poked a hornet’s nest by messing with Cheng Yue.

He secretly swallowed his saliva and stammered in explanation, "I... did kiss her."

Nodding, Zheng Lie started rolling up his sleeves.

While rolling them, he said rather gently, "You kissed her and then pretended not to remember it? What, are you playing with our Captain Cheng?"

Looking at Zheng Lie’s strong arms, easily capable of knocking him down with a swing, Ye Mingluo realized that last night’s incident couldn’t be ignored.

He looked at Cheng Yue and, sincerely said, "Can we talk alone?"

What Cheng Yue wanted was Ye Mingluo’s attitude.

"Okay."

She rolled up the map and picked up the short dagger she had placed on the table while working. She stuffed the map into the large pocket of her cargo pants and tucked the dagger into the knife buckle on her waist. Then she asked Ye Mingluo, "Where should we talk?"

Ye Mingluo’s gaze swept over the dagger on Cheng Yue’s waist.

If they talked somewhere secluded, he feared Cheng Yue might impulsively draw her dagger on him.

"Just...just in the inside lounge."

Alright.

Cheng Yue went into the lounge first, and Ye Mingluo hesitated, smiled apologetically at Zheng Lie and the menacing Da Li and Eric, then followed her in.

Song Chi saw Cheng Yue and Ye Mingluo walking in together; both seemed silent as if they had things to discuss. Holding a crochet needle and thread in one hand and a phone playing short videos in the other, he walked over to Zheng Lie and their group.

Sitting down, Cheng Yue casually took the dagger off her waist and played with it in her hand. "So, talk."

Ye Mingluo hesitated for a moment before saying, "Put the knife away, don’t threaten me."

Cheng Yue seemed a bit surprised, explained, "Sorry, when I feel anxious, I have a habit of holding something to distract the anxiety."

Learning that Cheng Yue was also anxious, Ye Mingluo chuckled.

Speaking candidly, he said, "I kissed you last night because I was carried away by passion."

A bit taken aback by Ye Mingluo’s frankness, Cheng Yue was silent for a while, the hope in her eyes dimming, and she responded with a nonchalant "Oh." "So what?"

"You’re almost the opposite of my ideal type." He liked women who were soft, fair-skinned, with sexy builds, and extremely charming.

While Cheng Yue, she was dark-skinned and thin, body harder than his.

As for being extremely charming...

She didn’t know what being extremely charming meant, but she knew how to slay throats with a dagger.

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