Worry

While Lin Fan escaped and Shen Wuxiao returned to Bay Villa.

Inside Bay Villa, Jiang Huaiyue was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

She was completely restless, pacing back and forth in the living room, her face full of worry.

After Shen Wuxiao left in the morning, she didn't think much of it.

But at noon, she inexplicably called his phone and found it was turned off.

At that time, she still didn't think much of it, assuming he had forgotten.

But starting from the evening, when she called again, it was still turned off.

It was almost midnight now, and she still couldn't reach him.

She had considered that Shen Wuxiao's phone might have run out of battery.

But it didn't make sense.

In this era where phones are inseparable from people, how could he possibly neglect his phone?

For example, if you desperately try to contact someone you care about, do they really forget to reply? Or are they just pretending not to see it, or don't want to deal with you!

Jiang Huaiyue didn't want to overthink, but she couldn't help but worry.

She was afraid something had happened to Shen Wuxiao, or that the idiot had gone to investigate again and been caught by those experts.

After all, those experts were indeed targeting them.

Jiang Huaiyue felt helpless. She was in an unfamiliar place, and she couldn't even find anyone if she wanted to.

She could only hope for the best, pinning her hopes on the possibility that his phone was broken.

Every few minutes, Jiang Huaiyue would walk outside the villa and look into the distance.

She scanned for any returning cars.

There were quite a few cars, but none were heading this way.

With each wave of disappointment, her worry grew.

She decided to go look for him.

He wasn't an unknown figure in Zhonghai, so she was sure she could get some information.

Jiang Huaiyue changed into her combat gear, grabbed her weapon, closed the villa door, and resolutely walked out.

Just as she stepped out, a sports car was slowly making its way towards them.

Seeing the familiar car, Jiang Huaiyue's delicate body trembled, and a surge of anger inexplicably rose in her heart.

Her pretty face immediately turned grim, her delicate fists clenched tightly.

This damned scoundrel, he still remembered to come home!

Jiang Huaiyue immediately went to meet him.

Shen Wuxiao had already changed back into his usual clothes, driving slowly, immersed in the joy of owning a new weapon.

"The Duke of Destruction Revolver is really cool!" Shen Wuxiao muttered to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure in front of his headlights, striding rapidly towards him.

It was Jiang Huaiyue!

Shen Wuxiao slowly stopped the car, rolled down the window, and with a playful smile, said, "Yue'er, it's so late, are you going out for a late-night snack?"

The heavy stone in Jiang Huaiyue's heart had finally been lifted, but her anger had flared up.

She really couldn't stand it any longer.

This scoundrel, she had been worried sick about him.

And here he was, leisurely and grinning, asking her if she was going out for a late-night snack!

Jiang Huaiyue directly yanked open the car door.

Shen Wuxiao was stunned for a moment.

Then he felt Jiang Huaiyue lean over him and unbuckle his seatbelt.

The next second, Shen Wuxiao felt his body lighten as he was pulled out of the car!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Shen Wuxiao was a bit bewildered.

Jiang Huaiyue didn't care, she directly pushed him against the car, raised her fists, and was about to hit him!

"Damn it!" Shen Wuxiao exclaimed, raising his hands to protect himself as if startled.

But she really couldn't bring herself to hit him.

Yet, she had to.

She could only angrily punch him in the chest.

Her beautiful eyes even held a hint of resentment, and her tone was incredibly aggrieved, "Your phone has been off all day, what were you trying to do?"

"Huh?" Shen Wuxiao feigned ignorance. "No way!"

As he spoke, he fumbled in his pocket and pulled out his phone.

Seeing the black screen, he gave an awkward laugh. "Uh... I forgot. When I left this morning, I wanted to calm down, so I turned it off."

"You..." Jiang Huaiyue was about to explode with anger.

If he weren't a martial artist, she might have hurt him with her temper.

Otherwise, she would have definitely beaten him soundly today.

Only then did Shen Wuxiao turn on his phone.

Upon turning it on, besides three scam calls, there were seventy-three missed calls.

They were all from Jiang Huaiyue, calling at intervals.

It was as if she thought he would turn his phone back on any moment.

Seeing this, Shen Wuxiao was still a little touched.

He looked at Jiang Huaiyue, whose face was full of resentment, and pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Huaiyue, caught off guard, bumped against his chest.

After a slight struggle, she let him hold her.

While being held, she also clenched her fists and lightly hit Shen Wuxiao's chest, more like a spoiled child venting her feelings!

"My fault, I won't turn it off again!" Shen Wuxiao whispered into her ear.

Jiang Huaiyue finally stopped struggling and instead wrapped her arms around his waist.

She wouldn't say many sentimental words, but her actions clearly showed that she had been worried about Shen Wuxiao for a long time.

Shen Wuxiao held her for a while before slowly letting go.

He looked at the stunningly beautiful face before him and mischievous thoughts arose.

He wanted her!

"Yue'er, were you really worried about me all day?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huaiyue finally reacted and quickly broke free from Shen Wuxiao.

She immediately turned her back to him.

Her lips pouted. "Who was worried about you? Go wherever you want, what does it have to do with me!"

"You say one thing and mean another!" Shen Wuxiao didn't care about anything else. He reached out and grabbed Jiang Huaiyue's back, bending slightly and hooking her delicate legs.

With a princess carry, he lifted her up.

"You... what are you doing? Put me down!" Jiang Huaiyue struggled.

But Shen Wuxiao didn't let go.

He walked straight into the villa.

Jiang Huaiyue reluctantly got down.

She was still a little sulky, sitting on the sofa, ignoring Shen Wuxiao.

This was the classic pose of a girlfriend throwing a tantrum.

Shen Wuxiao naturally knew that asking too many questions now would be pointless.

He decisively went forward and pulled Jiang Huaiyue into his arms again.

At first, Jiang Huaiyue resisted, shifting her body to avoid him.

But he succeeded.

With a surge of strength from his arms, Shen Wuxiao made her sit on his lap.

He positioned her to face him directly.

Their faces were inches apart.

Shen Wuxiao gently caressed her face, and the next second, his lips pressed firmly against hers.

"Mmm..."

The sudden kiss was like a storm, catching her completely off guard.

The scent of masculine hormones washed over her, enveloping her.

Jiang Huaiyue's body stiffened abruptly, her mind going blank.

She raised her hands to Shen Wuxiao's shoulders, instinctively trying to push him away.

As she felt his warm palm cover the back of her neck, she seemed to lose all strength.

As Shen Wuxiao parted her lips, she obediently closed her eyes.

It was as if everything was natural, and she forgot to think.

She simply held him instinctively.

The kiss was long and lingering.

Shen Wuxiao felt that Jiang Huaiyue's instinctive actions were about to tear his clothes apart.

After a long time, their lips parted!

Jiang Huaiyue, with a flushed face, turned her head slightly, as if afraid of being seen.

She couldn't believe how sudden the progression had been.

This was her first kiss in the truest sense.

She never imagined that she had come to help Lin Fan, only to end up deeply in love with Lin Fan's so-called "friend"!