The next day.
Early in the morning.
Song Xiao Hui woke up naturally when her alarm went off.
Her daily routine was always very regular. Only in the beginning, when she was getting cozy with Lu Yan, did she slack off a bit. But she had already adjusted back.
“Hmm?”
Song Xiao Hui naturally noticed the light still on in the study, knowing that Lu Yan had not slept last night.
The entrance to her room faced the entrance to the study.
Even though they were intimate and had already done everything they should and shouldn't, Song Xiao Hui didn’t insist on Lu Yan sleeping in the same room with her.
Compared to superficial affection, Song Xiao Hui valued the fusion of souls and spirits.
As long as Lu Yan was good to her and loved her, everything was fine.
After getting out of bed, Song Xiao Hui didn't change out of her pajamas. She just put on a jacket and went to the study. Sure enough, she saw Lu Yan reading a newspaper.
She knew he had the habit of reading the newspaper, especially focusing on international news.
“Don't go to the shop today.”
Song Xiao Hui brewed a pot of tea and walked into the study. She filled Lu Yan's empty teacup with fragrant tea.
“I’m fine.”
Lu Yan knew Song Xiao Hui would wake up at this time. He put down the newspaper in his hand, wrapped his arms around her, and let her sit on his lap. He said, “I'm a little nervous about investing 1 billion US dollars into the US stock market in a couple of days.”
Song Xiao Hui covered her mouth and laughed when she heard this. She didn't stop Lu Yan's mischievous hand and said, "I don't believe you. Even if it were 10 billion US dollars, I don't think you'd be nervous.”
“You trust your man that much?”
Lu Yan joked.
He really wasn't nervous. He was just teasing Song Xiao Hui, but it obviously didn’t work.
Although he had the Stock Market Trend Card from the system, he still had to understand the international situation, to truly be prepared for any eventuality.
“If not you, then who?”
Song Xiao Hui couldn’t help but kiss Lu Yan and said, “It's getting late. I'll go take a shower first.”
“Together.”
Before Song Xiao Hui could react, Lu Yan scooped her up in a princess carry and quickly walked into the bathroom.
Because the soundproofing was specially designed to be very good, Song Xiao Hui could sing freely.
…
At the entrance of the villa on the mountain.
Ao Ming had the car ready and was waiting not far away.
“Take this.”
Lu Yan went to Song Xiao Hui, put a mini pistol in her bag, and said, “Be careful these days. If you get into any danger, listen to Ao Ming.”
“I know.”
Song Xiao Hui nodded and said, “Okay. You take Xiao Mei to work, and remember to rest.”
With that, she quickly walked over, got in the car, and sat in the passenger seat.
Soon.
The silver Volkswagen car sped away.
“Brother Yan, I’m ready. Let’s go.”
Ruan Mei’s voice came from behind.
“Let's go.”
Lu Yan shouted.
“Grandma, I'm going to work.”
Ruan Mei looked at her grandmother.
“Go ahead.”
Grandma replied.
Soon.
Lu Yan drove the black Mercedes-Benz, carrying Ruan Mei, towards Kowloon Walled City.
“Sister Xiao Hui said you stayed up late again.”
Ruan Mei glanced at Lu Yan’s eyes, but didn't see any dark circles. She said, “When we get there, you have to get some rest.”
“Okay.”
Lu Yan found it a bit funny, but it was just Song Xiao Hui and Ruan Mei’s concern for him, so he naturally wouldn't be unhappy.
…
Kowloon Walled City.
Ruan Mei went to class.
Lu Yan thought for a moment and went back to his old room, ready to take a two-hour nap.
“Hmm?”
Lu Yan heard his pager ring.
“Brother Yan, Sister Xiao Hui is in trouble!”
Xin Yi's voice came from the pager.
“I'll be there.”
“Okay.”
The next moment, Lu Yan left like a gust of wind, but his face was very grim, as if he wanted to eat someone.
…
Ten minutes ago.
On the wide road.
Ao Ming drove the car, keeping an eye on the surrounding vehicles. Although there weren’t many, just two or three, it was better to be safe than sorry.
Song Xiao Hui sat in the passenger seat without saying much. She had also become cautious.
She didn’t want her troubles to worry Lu Yan.
“Hmm?”
Ao Ming suddenly glanced at the rearview mirror and frowned slightly.
“What’s wrong?”
Song Xiao Hui asked with concern.
“We’re being followed.”
Ao Ming said cautiously.
“Followed?”
Song Xiao Hui was startled. She didn’t expect them to make their move so quickly.
“Two cars.”
Ao Ming said, “Even though they’re very cunning and keep switching cars, these two vehicles have appeared four times along the way. It's definitely not a coincidence.”
As an assassin, Ao Ming’s memory was still good.
The cars could be changed, but the license plates were hard to.
Those assassins probably didn't expect Ao Ming to recognize the cars by their license plates.
Although there were many similar cars along the way, there shouldn’t be the same license plate.
“I’ll call Brother Yan.”
Song Xiao Hui took out her pager.
“Don’t.”
Ao Ming immediately stopped Song Xiao Hui.
“Why?”
Song Xiao Hui didn’t understand for a moment.
“Why are they targeting you?”
Ao Ming asked.
Song Xiao Hui remained silent, but suddenly understood.
Those enemies wanted to harm Song Xiao Hui, didn’t they want to threaten Lu Yan?
If Lu Yan came here now, it would be like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth.
“Don’t worry, I’m here.”
Ao Ming said confidently.
“Then I'll call Xin Yi.”
Song Xiao Hui dialed her pager.
Ao Ming didn't object.
However.
When the pager only rang once, Ao Ming suddenly slammed on the brakes.
At the intersection ahead, a truck suddenly rushed out, blocking Ao Ming’s way.
Song Xiao Hui’s pager flew out of her hand.
“Go!”
Ao Ming shouted, got out of the car immediately.
Song Xiao Hui didn’t hesitate. Remembering Lu Yan’s instructions, she had to listen to Ao Ming.
Quickly.
Song Xiao Hui got out of the car, grabbed her bag, and took the mini pistol inside just in case.
This road was relatively deserted.
This was also why those assassins made their move.
On both sides of the road were dense bushes. Further in, there was a lush forest.
Ao Ming took Song Xiao Hui and quickly slipped into the bushes, crouching down, their figures completely hidden.
At the same time.
The two cars that were following Ao Ming stopped, and a total of six people got out.
Two people also got off the truck, with bulges on their waists, obviously carrying guns.
Therefore.
A total of eight people walked towards the direction where Ao Ming and Song Xiao Hui escaped.
This mission was to capture Song Xiao Hui alive.
If they couldn't capture her alive, they were to kill her.
Someone offered 20 million to capture Song Xiao Hui alive.
If she was killed, they would only get 2 million.
“They’re following us.”
Song Xiao Hui kept close to Ao Ming.
“I know.”
Ao Ming saw that they were about to reach the forest and quickly scanned the trees in front of them. Her eyes suddenly lit up. There happened to be a tree hole.
“You hide in the tree hole.”
Ao Ming turned and looked at Song Xiao Hui.
The tree hole was just big enough to hide one person.
“Okay.”
Song Xiao Hui didn't object, immediately quickened her pace, ran towards the tree hole, and hid inside.
She said she was hiding, but Ao Ming’s real intention was to worry that during the gunfight, enemy bullets would hit Song Xiao Hui by mistake.
At this time, the tree hole could provide a certain amount of protection and buffer the impact of bullets.
At some point, a silver pistol was tightly gripped in Ao Ming’s hand, and the once cold and pretty face was covered with a trace of ruthlessness and coldness.
At this moment, she seemed to have become a killing machine.
“Six bullets, eight people. It should be fine.”
Ao Ming stopped, squatted in the bushes, her delicate ears suddenly twitched, and she was carefully listening to the faint footsteps coming from the ground.