Translator: _Min_ Editor: Yukira_
At the crowded Wanghai City airport.
In such an international metropolis, it was common to see foreign faces. Especially with Christmas approaching, the number of foreigners visiting Hua increased due to the holiday.
The announcement of flight departing echoed inside the terminal accompanied by the constant chattering and the cry of children. The terminal was a bit noisy.
A foreigner sat on a chair with his eyes closed, resting. The gray overcoat made him look very ordinary, and under the brimmed hat was a brown face with stubble. Donât be mistaken, he was a Caucasian, and the skin color was due to staying in the desert for a long time.
It was hard to imagine that someone would be able to sleep in such environment.
âUncle, toy car,â a soft voice rang beside his ear. A little boy stood in front of him and pointed timidly to his shoes.
The person opened one of his eyes and smiled genially, thereupon the wrinkles on his face twisted like knife scars.
He looked like a kind middle-aged man.
Except for the dark green pupil, which destroyed his amiable impression. Inside the cluster of dark green hues was a lethal gleam like that of a dangerous wolf.
The little boy retreated with a frightened expression on his face. He didnât dare to get the toy car as he scampered away.
Seeing the boy ran away, the man shook his head, stood up, and headed out of the terminal.
âAs expected of Mr. Griss. The infamous name of Wolf that could scare little kids in the east thousands of kilometers away,â an oriental man laughingly said as he naturally came to his side, and took the suitcase in his hand.
âI donât want to cause trouble the moment I get off the plane, so, you better call me G,â Griss cautioned bluntly.
âOkay, Mr. G.â The man who welcomed him grinned. âHow do you feel on this new environment? How does it compare to Iraq?â
âThe smell in the desert is terrible.â Griss grinned and continued, âBut compared to the noise here, I very much prefer the tranquility of the desert.â
âWhat made the bloodthirsty wolf turn into Dickinson?â said the man in an exaggerated manner and rolled his eyes.
âItâs probably the blood.â Griss shrugged. âSomeone told me before that a poet and a killer are two very similar professions.â
âOne praises death, while the other executes death?â the other person scoffed.
âBy the way, Mr. Li, you seemed to be late?â Griss said dismissively, glancing at the digital clock in the hall.
âIâve run into a bit of troubleâŠâ Li Zhongping pulled out the car key from his pocket and laughed.
âWhat trouble?â
âMhmm, we originally thought we could form a partnership with them, but now it looks like Zhang Youjie made an error in judgment. Give the change in the situation, we have to start the plan B. If everything goes as planned, we might fight with the Han agents.â Li Zhongping sighed helplessly. Although the helpless expression looked exaggerated at best.
Griss shrugged and drawled, âFor me, thereâs no such thing as a surprise.â
He didnât care about the Han agents at all. Just like a battle-hardened wolf that fought through hundreds of battles wonât care about the hissing of a shepherd. Although he couldnât do the proper walk in the military parade, he knew hundreds of tracking and killing method. He lost track of the number of terrorists who had died on his hands and those who had jeopardized the interests of the country.
There was no possibility of losing.
âA Han called Dagger is responsible for the targetâs safety.â
Grissâ eyes narrowed, a grim smile appearing on his lips.
âDagger?â
âŠ
âYouâve been gone for a while.â
âI met someone I know, and we chatted for a moment.â Jiang Chen sat back across Xia Shiyu and smiled.
Looking at the smile on Jiang Chenâs face, Xia Shiyuâs face turned red obscurely. She lowered her head while her finger played with the hem of her sweater.
âSo are we a couple now?â
With the way Xia Shiyu looked, Jiang Chenâs face also turned red. He looked away and scratched his face.
âUh, I would say so.â
[But not completely.]
âDo we need to do something?â
âNoâŠjust go with the flow.â Jiang Chen swallowed his saliva, staring at the flushed cheeks.
Although he wanted to say, âLetâs start with a kiss,â he managed to curb his evil urges.
It was because their current relationship was only due to the insistence of their parents.
He could feel Xia Shiyuâs affection for him. Likewise, he harbored affection for her as well.
However, given Xia Shiyuâs personality, there was no way she could accept the existence of Ayesha and Liu Yao.
Just go with the flow.
âOnce we get to know each other more, then weâll head to the next step.â It was the agreement Jiang Chen made with her.
âŠ
After lunch, Jiang Chen drove Xia Shiyu home.
Jiang Chen courteously greeted the warm uncle and aunt, gave them the present he prepared, and left after some small talk.
Mom Xia embraced her daughter by the shoulder and smiled while watching Jiang Chenâs car left.
âWhat do you think? Mom didnât lie to you, right? The little Jiang certainly is of great character, so you have to be nice to him. In this day and age, itâs hard to find someone with such great qualities.â
âOkay, momâŠâ Xia Shiyu muttered, her head buried and her face flushed.
âWork hard and get married as soon as possible. Your mom and dad are waiting for grandchildren.â
âGrandchildren? Uh, I â â The cold face instantly turned beet red. Xia Shiyuâs mouth opened and her mind was in chaos.
[ChildrenâŠ]
[If I have to give birth to children, I have to do thatâŠ]
Like a startled deer, Xia Shiyu dashed into her room without turning back and slammed the door shut, leaving the astonished parents in the living room.
âOld man, what nonsense are you saying?â Mom Xia scoffed at the old man.
With face red, Dad Xia rebutted, âWhat are you getting at? Donât you want grandchildren soon?â
ââŠâ
Xia Shiyu rushed into the room, closed the door, and leaned against the door.
Her body leaning against the door gradually slid down, making her sit on the floor.
Panting, she pressed her hand against her chest.
Blush extended from her pale neck all the way to her ears, her heart was beating fast.
[That kind of thingâŠ]
A fuzzy image unconsciously surfaced in her head.
In a suit, Jiang Chen walked beside her with a bright, attractive smile. Blushing, she approached him and hooked her arm around his.
Wearing an immaculate white wedding dress and a pair of high-heeled wedding shoes, and along with the wishes of her friends and family, the two walked along the red carpet, exchanging a kiss of vow in front of everyone.
The scene turned and then showed their wedding room.
Jiang Chen carried her around the waist, kissed her on the neck, and then he gently placed her on the matrimonial bed and reachedâŠ
Suddenly, a faint noise came from outside the door. She didnât know if it was an illusion, but she heard them speak English.
Xia Shiyu stopped and then stood up from the floor.
For some reason, the arguing voice of her parents instantly vanished.
She suddenly felt a kind of inexplicable panic.
A frightening silence ensued outside.
Gulping, she reached for the doorknob and twisted it open.
A smiling face welcomed her outside the room.
However, it didnât belong to Jiang Chen but to a woman. A woman with blue eyes, blond hair, and wearing a headset.
Xia Shiyu was stunned. It was an unfamiliar face.
âYouâreâ â
âYou donât have to worry about it, just Miss Kidnapper,â Caitlin jeered before she smoothly stabbed the defibrillator to her stomach.
Numbness immediately made Xia Shiyu fall unconscious, as she fell onto Caitlin.
âThe package has been retrieved,â Caitlin reported leisurely on her earpiece.
The two elderlies in the living room were both unconscious.
âPerfect. Return to âwarehouseâ for further instruction.â Inside a coffee shop, Zhang Youjie wore a triumphant smile.
âUnderstood.â
Zhang Youjie closed the laptop computer and headed out of the coffee shop.
A trace of mockery disappeared from his lips.
âWhat an absolute amateur.â