He whirled around and grasped Ye Lu’s shoulders, his voice commanding, "From now on, see less of him, got it?"
"No, I get too bored when I’m alone here."
Third Young Master Jun felt a headache coming on, realizing that bringing a stone upon his own feet was the last thing he should have done in letting her get to know Ilid.
"I’ll call you every day and fly back to keep you company whenever I get a chance."
"It’s still boring without you. I need to go out sotis, and besides, he’s rich and generous, taking care of everything whenever we go out to dine or have fun," Ye Lu said with sparkling eyes.
To not take advantage when it’s offered was to not be Ye Lu at all.
Ilid was smug, "King, you lost."
Third Young Master Jun glared fiercely at him, then turned to Ye Lu in dissatisfaction, "Am I not generous to you?"
"Generous? Where have you been generous," Ye Lu glared back, huffing, "You’ve slept with so many tis without paying. When I asked for money, you’d rather use your body to settle the debt, stingy."
Third Young Master Jun’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot, wanting to strangle this infuriating woman.
"Hahaha, King, even you have these monts," Ilid laughed hysterically, swaying from side to side, "Looks like you’ve fallen so low that you have to sell your body to pay off debts."
"Allowing you to sleep with ans all my assets will be yours from then on," Third Young Master Jun gritted his teeth.
"Really? It’ll all be mine?" Ye Lu’s eyes lit up.
"Silly woman," Third Young Master Jun couldn’t help but laugh, pulling her into his embrace, he dipped his head and kissed her fiercely until she was dizzy and disoriented, only then feeling fully content.
The godfather asked him what he would choose between the country and a beauty.
He said he wanted both the country and the beauty.
But in reality, only one answer existed in his heart: neither the country nor the beauty mattered.
Without the country, he could just fight for it again; the world was not short of beauties, with endless charms appearing continuously, but Ye Lu, there was only one.
And the only person he yearned for with his life was this woman.
Therefore, he wanted her, and only her.
"Hey, here’s what you wanted," Ilid said, handing over a small box just before leaving.
Ye Lu was curious, "What is it?"
Third Young Master Jun took it and smiled mysteriously, "I can’t tell you now, but you’ll know later."
Once he finished Old Ling’s matters, he would co back, propose to her again, and this ti, it would surely be perfect.
Because they were to be together forever.
...
Third Young Master Jun returned to the country. As soon as he stepped off the plane, his face carried a cold sternness, and his eyes glinted with an unfathomable darkness.
"Feiyu, have Lie Feng co over!"
Feiyu felt a chill, seeing Third Young Master Jun’s face barely concealing the intent to kill, knowing that their assassination plan was moving up the schedule; anxiety gripped him as well.
The matter concerning Old Ling was of great significance, even for those like them, who had handled nurous perilous events, could not help but feel tense.
Lie Feng arrived quickly.
He had been back in the country for over two months, busy without a break, focusing on setting up ticulous plans, gathering all sorts of intelligence on Old Ling, as well as dispersing his rcenary troops in parts, entering the country through various channels in just over two months.
"How goes the preparation?" Third Young Master Jun sat on a black chair, his face a mask of cold silence.
"The plan’s completion is at 80 percent," Lie Feng’s resolute face remained as firm as Mount Tai, "Now there are only two critical things left."
"What are they?"
"Armants. Since the target is a military figure, well-defended, with special agents and soldiers for protection, an assassination would undoubtedly be a high-intensity, fierce confrontation. We need high-tech weapons, but while people can be easily brought in, such strictly forbidden items like weapons are difficult to co by."
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