As night fell, the moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, gently falling into Jiang Yushan's room, covering the quiet space with a layer of soft silver gauze.

Jiang Yushan had just finished taking a shower and was wearing a cool nightgown. Her long hair was still a little wet. She was wiping herself with a towel. When her hair was half dry, she put it down and waited for it to dry naturally.

She sat on the bed with money in her hand. It was her task to count money every night, but she seemed a little absent-minded at this moment.

Speaking of which, Huo Ci is about to go on a mission.

Although she nodded in agreement, the deep-seated uneasiness, like the night, quietly spread and occupied her heart.

Even if we are just delivering supplies this time, what should we do if the villains come to rob us?

Will Huo Ci be injured?

Are the current weapons not enough?

She also knew how treacherous Xiao Ri was, so she was even more worried.

"Why not prepare some more weapons for self-defense for him?" Jiang Yushan muttered to himself.

If Huo Ci might not come in at any time, she would have wanted to go into the space and look carefully to see if there were any suitable weapons.

Huo Ci had also finished his shower and walked into the room refreshed. The first thing he saw was Jiang Yushan's somewhat lonely figure.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her knees together, her hands unconsciously holding a few coins, staring blankly ahead. Her eyes, which usually sparkled with shrewdness and cleverness, seemed to be thinking about something.

I guess she is worried about his upcoming mission, right?

Huo Ci's heart couldn't help but feel warm. It was the feeling of being cared for and concerned about by someone.

He slowed down his pace slightly, fearing to disturb the tranquility. He didn't reach out until he was beside Jiang Yushan, then gently stretched out his hand and ruffled her slightly messy hair: "Shanshan, are you worried about my mission?"

Jiang Yushan was brought back to reality by this sudden action. She looked up at Huo Ci, his deep eyes full of tenderness, as if they could instantly dispel the haze in her heart.

She pursed her lips slightly, wanting to say something, but felt that any words would be superfluous.

"Don't worry too much. This is not the first time I've delivered supplies. This is a daily routine for me. I will be careful and return safely." His words were full of confidence.

"I definitely believe you." Jiang Yushan still had some concerns in her heart after hearing this, but when she saw Huo Ci's determined eyes, she couldn't help but feel a sense of trust and courage.

"That's right. You know it's hard to make ends meet. And after what happened last time, I'm afraid they'll hate you even more."

"That's true." Huo Ci did not deny it.

"You must be careful."

Tomorrow during the day, she will go into the space and look carefully to see if there are any weapons that can be used.

Jiang Yushan secretly made up his mind in his heart, so that he could feel more at ease.

"Okay." Huo Ci smiled and nodded, then reached out and gently held her in his arms. At this moment, their heartbeats seemed to merge into one.

Outside the window, the night is still dark, but the room is filled with an indescribable warmth and determination.

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A few days later, Kong Linghua was holding a newly-made submachine gun with a proud look on his face. This gun was not only exquisitely crafted, but also particularly precious because of its unique custom properties.

The abbreviation of Jiang Yushan's name is cleverly integrated into the gun body with delicate carving techniques, which is a rare honor.

Kong Linghua was thinking of giving away a gun and getting a meal at the same time, and he even prepared a fat duck as an unexpected surprise.

As the sun set, he couldn't wait to finish the work at hand and hurriedly set off for Huo Ci's house.

Huo Ci had just returned from training, and all his fatigue seemed to be relieved the moment he stepped into the house.

He changed into his home clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and was carefully helping Jiang Yushan in the kitchen, washing and cutting vegetables with skillful and gentle movements.

The business in the store was particularly busy today. Jiang Yushan did not return home until the evening, dragging her tired body. After a short rest, she hurriedly got up to prepare dinner, but she didn't know that Huo Ci had already started preparing before her.

Boom boom boom——

A rapid knock on the door broke the silence in the house.

Huo Ci raised his wet hands from the basin of water for washing vegetables, frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Who would suddenly come over at this time?

When Huo Qingrong came to eat, he would come back early to avoid having to add more dishes to his meal after Jiang Yushan had already prepared it, and then he would have to work in the kitchen for half a day.

Even if he couldn't come earlier, he would tell Jiang Yushan in advance because he didn't want to cause her any extra trouble.

Huo Ci put down the work in his hands and walked quickly to the door.

The moment the door opened, Kong Linghua's smiling face came into view, and the duck and submachine gun in his hands were even more eye-catching.

"What are you doing?" Huo Ci looked at his weird appearance and couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

In his eyes, this scene was both somewhat funny and inexplicably funny.

Jiang Yushan was attracted by the movement outside in the kitchen. She curiously stuck her head out and saw Kong Linghua's unique "equipment" at a glance.

She secretly laughed in her heart, and a humorous lyric involuntarily emerged in her mind, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Hmm... a gun in my left hand, a duck in my right hand, and a fat baby missing in my arms." She muttered to herself, feeling that this sentence was so appropriate to describe the scene before her, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Kong Linghua seemed to be able to sense Jiang Yushan's smile. He cheerfully explained, "Captain Huo, don't misunderstand me. I'm not trying to put on a big show. Without Comrade Xiao Jiang's ingenuity and great help, we really wouldn't be able to make this customized submachine gun."

"Well, I sent her a gun specially as a token of my gratitude."

As he spoke, Kong Linghua walked around Huo Ci and went straight to Jiang Yushan, handing over the gun and the duck in his hand.

A sincere smile graced his face, and his eyes flickered with anticipation as he glanced towards the kitchen.

"Comrade Xiao Jiang, this gun is a token of our appreciation. We hope you like it. As for this duck, it's purely because I'm craving your food and want to come over and have a meal. Haha..." There was a hint of self-mockery in Kong Linghua's words, but it made his character more straightforward and lovable.

"Is that okay with you?"

"Of course not. It's lively when guests come to our house." Jiang Yushan took the gun and the duck.

She was a little moved by Kong Linghua's frankness and sincerity, and nodded with a smile.

"Then you'll keep this gun too?"

"Director Kong, you're too polite. I'll take the gun. As for the meal, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"