Finally discovering the prey's deeply hidden weakness beneath its seeming invulnerability

His men reacted immediately, cocking their guns and aiming them at Gu Xun's back.

The newcomer was dressed in black with silver hair, fair skin, and a familiar, slightly curved, smiling expression.

"What? Don't you recognize me?"

Feng Yuan's strength is among the best even overseas. He holds a very high position in the organization, and apart from Gu Xun, no one has ever dared to point a gun at him.

A living person.

Therefore, as soon as he appeared, his men lowered their weapons and respectfully greeted him, "Sir."

Gu Xun said coldly, "Step back."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, and the next second, they quickly scurried away from the battlefield.

"Hey." The smile on her lips faded, and Feng Yuan stepped closer, stating bluntly, "I don't want to do this anymore."

Gu Xun scoffed coldly.

It sounded like they'd heard the biggest joke ever.

"Can you put down that silver spear?"

"If a hitman, a thug stained with blood and crime, suddenly says he wants to lay down his gun, do you think... his former enemies will pounce on him and kill him?"

Feng Yuan opened his mouth as if to say something, Gu Xun saw through his thoughts and said, "Yes, if you want to, no one can beat you."

"But have you considered whether they would be willing to accept you?"

" Shen Qianshan, can you accept yourself like this?"

"The sin in your hands—"

"Can it still be washed clean?"

Gu Xun's words struck Feng Yuan's heart like a knife, Feng Yuan his eyes to tremble slightly, and he suddenly felt a desire to retreat.

No one knew Shen Qianshan's identity better than him.

General Shen's grandson, a graduate of military academy, and a member of the regular army.

Orphans of martyrs.

Although he was forced to inherit his mother's business to protect Shen Huaian after his parents died early, Shen Qianshan still had a strong sense of justice in his bones because his Shen Family been in the military for generations.

It cannot tolerate even the slightest dirt or grime.

"Once you pick up a gun, you can never put it down."

A hint of mockery flashed in Gu Xun's eyes as he said disdainfully, "When did our Lord Y become so naive?"

"Or... have you fallen for the prey you've set your sights on?"

Feng Yuan lowered his head and simply smiled.

"Wishful thinking, that's not like you at all." Gu Xun glanced at him coldly, his voice, now devoid of pretense, was chilling and menacing, each word dripping with daggers. "Once a hunter develops feelings, he becomes hesitant and soft-hearted. A moment's inattention, and he'll be the prey—"

"Bite back and swallow."

Thin lips lightly touched her pale earlobe, murmuring a whispered incantation, "No trace of her remains."

Feng Yuan's blood-red eyes curved slightly, his gaze inadvertently falling on the other person's hand, and he said meaningfully, "Are you talking about yourself?"

The next instant, a silver knife flashed in front of his neck, its sharp tip pressed against his blood vessel, drawing blood at the slightest touch.

Almost simultaneously, a silver spear was drawn, its muzzle aimed at the man's throat.

With a slight curve to her red lips, Feng Yuan brazenly sized up her "good friend" and boss of many years, her interest growing ever stronger.

"You spoke much more today than usual."

The bullet was chambered, and the silver gun, pressed against the opponent's throat, moved in another inch.

Feng Yuan feigned surprise, then looked at him with a radiant smile, "Is it to keep me here? Or is it because..."

"Her defenses were breached?"

A stinging sensation spread through his skin, blood trickled down, bringing a slight itch, but Feng Yuan laughed even more unrestrainedly.

It's like finally discovering the hidden weakness of a seemingly invincible prey.

"Such a bright and dazzling person has a fatal attraction for us outlaws living in the shadows."

"Whether it's me, Feng Chi, Pei Xu, or Gu Xun..." Feng Yuan said softly but firmly, "We would all inevitably be attracted to him, falling deeper and deeper into his clutches."

"And you, Gu Xun, have long been unable to escape."

Gu Xun tightened his grip, and Feng Yuan, not to be outdone, slowly pulled the trigger, taunting, "Is your knife faster, or my bullet... want to try?"

Gu Xun looked at him coldly, but Feng Yuan neither dodged nor flinched.

At that moment, they both saw an increasingly intense madness in each other's eyes.

Bang!

Shen Qianshan, who had come looking for him, looked up at the sound and stopped in his tracks.

After carefully determining their location, they rushed forward along the current alleyway!

At the end of the alley was a cement wall more than two meters high. The wall was slightly uneven. Shen Qianshan looked around, not bothering to find something to lean on, and loosened three buttons on his collar as he walked.

With one foot planted in the recessed area of the wall, he braced himself with his right hand and nimbly flipped over.

With an easy leap, he landed steadily.

He looked up and met the beautiful woman's smiling eyes.

Shen Qianshan's heart skipped a beat.

"I knew you'd follow." After the commotion they caused, Gu Xun left after exchanging only a few words, while Feng Yuan deliberately stood there waiting for him.

The man was incredibly agile; with a swift leap, he easily entered his heart.

Seeing this, Feng Yuan felt like he was being scratched by a cat. He wasn't the kind of person who would mistreat himself, so he immediately reached out and grabbed the other person's collar.

She tiptoed slightly and kissed him directly.

Shen Qianshan looked completely bewildered.

But she still instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist, and only after he finished kissing her did she take out a pack of tissues from her pocket and wipe the blood from his neck.

"Going wild again?"

"I got scratched by a stray cat, it's nothing." Feng Yuan's eyes narrowed comfortably, feeling increasingly at ease being pampered.

"A stray cat?" Shen Qianshan bluntly exposed him. "You're talking about yourself, aren't you?"

These words seemed to tickle Feng Yuan's funny bone. He paused for a moment, then covered his mouth and laughed.

On the way back, she asked the man, "If I were really a stray cat, would you put a collar on me?"

Shen Qianshan choked a little, his ears burning slightly. "No."

"Aren't you afraid I'll run away?"

"I'm not afraid."

Feng Yuan was genuinely surprised by this answer and immediately asked curiously, "Why?"

I won't tell you.

"... Who did you learn from?"

The sunlight shone on the two of them, making their shadows grow longer and longer.

Gradually merging into one.

Throughout the entire conversation, Shen Qianshan neither asked Feng Yuan and Gu Xun what they had talked about nor answered his question about why.

It wasn't until their wedding night that Feng Yuan finally managed to extract the answer from the man.

Because stray cats will go home on their own when they get tired of playing outside.

The home where Shen Qianshan is.

New Year's Eve arrived in the blink of an eye.

Wen Jiu has three stages in total, two of which are pre-recorded and one is a live broadcast.

Feng Chi was worried that he would be affected, so he stayed with him the whole time.

Backstage at the performance, someone started staring at his wife like a madman from the moment he began getting his makeup done, completely overwhelming the makeup artist.

Wen Jiu turned him around, both amused and exasperated. "Don't look, it's kind of scary."

Feng Chi looked surprised. "I scared you?"

How long has it been, and you're already tired of me?

Unable to bear his wife's broken gaze, Wen Jiu realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his tune, "No, it's because you're staring like that, the makeup artist's hands will shake."

Feng Chi glanced at her. "... Oh."

They've finally settled down.

Makeup artist:... sobs Mr. Feng, I didn't want this President Feng, but other people's hands have their own ideas.

Before going on stage, the staff put a microphone and headset on Wen Jiu, and Feng Chi then stuck them to her, making the girl feel quite flustered. After confirming that everything was in order, she ran as fast as she could, as if her butt was on fire.

Wen Jiu finally realized something was wrong. "Why are you more nervous than me, the one who's going on stage?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding staff members silently pricked up their ears.

That's right!

"I'm afraid you... you're feeling uncomfortable," Feng Chi said, lowering his head and trying to be as subtle as possible. "I'm worried about you."

This was Wen Jiu's first live broadcast stage after regaining her memory, and it was such an important New Year's Eve. Even though the first two recordings went smoothly, Feng Chi was still worried.

Feng Chi still vividly remembers the scene in the video where Wen Jiu stood alone on the stage, looking isolated and helpless. If he could go on stage, Feng Chi would have loved to be with him all the time.

They stayed by his side without leaving for a moment.

Wen Jiu blinked, suddenly feeling a little soreness in her eyes.

It seems like Feng Chi's injuries were more severe than his.

"If I hadn't dreamt of you, I might not have been able to get over it for a while, but you've already restored my pride and innocence." Wen Jiu hugged him, smiled, took his hand, and gently kissed the ring engraved with her name.

He looked up, his peach blossom eyes clear and bright, " Feng Chi, I've rediscovered the courage I lost in you."

Feng Chi's eyes reddened almost instantly, his heart pounding, and he responded softly, "That's good."

It's good that you're back.

As long as I'm useful, that's enough.

"Hey... what are you doing?" Wen Jiu couldn't stand his pitiful puppy-like appearance and looked away. "Why are you getting more and more spoiled?"

I cry every day.

Feng Chi wiped away her tears, took the boy's hand, leaned down slightly and placed a kiss on his bright red lips, gently escorting him onto the elevator platform.

He opened his mouth, his voice choked with emotion. "Charging complete."

Wen Jiu's heart fluttered with sweetness again, and he smiled sweetly, his eyebrows curving upwards.

This time, however, he said, "Let's go together."

Feng Chi was stunned.

Even the director at the headquarters was stunned.