Hell on Earth, top floor.
"If you like her, why not keep her by your side?" Gray Wolf asked, taking a drag of his cigarette, puzzled.
Wild Wolf, legs crossed, cigar between his fingers, leaned lazily against the sofa. Hearing Gray Wolf's words, he raised an eyebrow. "If someone kept Mo Wen by their side for a lifetime, do you think she would fall in love with that person?"
Gray Wolf paused, surprised that he had finally mentioned Mo Wen's name. It was a taboo subject in his heart, one that he wouldn't allow others to mention, and one that he himself would never bring up.
"No." Even if Mo Wen were imprisoned for his entire life, there would only be one wild wolf in his heart.
The wolf smiled slightly, his expression somewhat distant. "She's the same. I would never lower myself to be someone else's second wife." Even if I kept her by my side for a lifetime, she would only have a sharp blade in her heart.
The gray wolf chuckled and punched him in the arm. "Damn! You're getting sharper and sharper!"
The wolf remained indifferent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Just then, there was a frantic knocking on the door.
"Come in!"
"Boss, someone has broken into this hell on earth and is almost at the top floor!"
The wolf paused, then frowned slightly. "Who is it?"
"A woman! A very powerful woman!" The subordinate wiped his sweat, sweating just thinking about that formidable woman.
"Oh?" Wild Wolf grinned, raising an eyebrow with amusement. "So many people can't stop one woman, so I guess I'll just have to wait here and be slaughtered."
What kind of woman could possibly overcome all the obstacles of this living hell? This woman is probably a match for a hunter and a cheetah. I just wonder what her purpose is; could it be to assassinate him?
"Boss?" The subordinate broke out in a cold sweat.
Wild Wolf waved him aside. He brought a cigar to his lips and took a slow puff. The sounds of fighting had reached outside the door. It was a hell on earth, where guns were rarely used, or if they were, they were silenced, so the gunshots were inaudible.
A moment later, a woman burst through the open door! She had rushed all the way here, her breathing only slightly labored. It seemed that breaking through all the defenses was no problem for her at all.
Normally, the wolf would be worried about the defenses of Hell on Earth. But at this moment, he had no such thought.
The moment he saw the person, his eyes widened in astonishment, staring at the person before him in disbelief. Mo Wen! Not just someone resembling Mo Wen, but the very real Mo Wen!
The woman walked straight up to him, tilting her head slightly to look at him. She spoke slowly, her voice a little hoarse. "Light and shadow."
Ming'an is Wild Wolf's real name, but few people know it. Even within the Sky Wolf Gang, very few people know it.
"Mo Wen?" After a long while, the wolf finally uttered the name softly.
The woman frowned slightly. "You're mistaken. My name is Mo Ran."
The wolf finally regained his composure. Mo Wen was dead, dead in his arms; he knew it all too well. No matter how much this person resembled him, he wasn't his Mo Wen. His voice turned cold, radiating a dangerous aura. "Tell me your purpose?"
Besides Cheetah and Blade, this is the third person who managed to break in, and she's a petite woman!
"Looking for someone." Mo Ran looked at him, seemingly completely unaffected by his aura.
The members of the Sirius Gang secretly applauded this woman. Over the years, few people had been able to remain so calm in front of their boss, let alone a woman! This woman was perfect to be their sister-in-law!
"Who?" The wolf narrowed its eyes slightly.
Mo Ran smiled and looked into his eyes. "You. Light and darkness, heaven and earth, you are all mine!"
Immediately, there was a gasp in the room.
Gray Wolf couldn't help but whistle, secretly applauding this woman. Many women wanted to be with Wild Wolf, but she was the first to dare say he belonged to her.
The wolf wasn't angry; instead, it became interested. "Why should I?"
"You are my man." The powerful declaration resonated deeply.
...
Huo Qingfeng flew directly from T City to B City. It happened to be the weekend.
Upon entering the house, the whole family was there, gathered together.
"Qingfeng!" Yang Ziyun rushed over, sobbing uncontrollably. Although she had already received news that her son was still alive, seeing him in person still made her unable to stop crying.
Huo Qingfeng patted his mother's back, offering silent comfort.
In contrast, the general and the grandfather were much calmer. After all, they were soldiers, accustomed to death. To them, every brother was a blood relative, a member of their very being!
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!" Yang Ziyun smiled and wiped away her tears, pulling her son up and down and looking him over again and again.
"Daddy!" The little guy, who was playing in his room upstairs, rushed out like a rocket when he heard from the nanny that Daddy was back. His two short legs tumbled down the stairs, making the boys who were playing with him tremble with fear.
Huo Qingfeng was already standing at the bottom of the stairs, silently assuming a protective stance.
When there was only half a staircase left, the little guy shouted "Daddy!" and jumped down towards him without the slightest hesitation or fear.
Huo Qingfeng caught him, then tossed him into the air and caught him again. The father and son, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, were playing their game again. For a moment, the room was filled with the little guy's giggles.
After they stopped playing, the little guy hugged his neck and kept calling, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."
His excited expression made everyone laugh.
"Ah Hui, hurry up and serve dinner." It was dinner time, and Yang Ziyun hurriedly instructed the nanny to serve the meal.
So, the whole family sat down at the dining table in a lively atmosphere.
"Daddy, why didn't Mommy come home with you?" the little guy asked anxiously, his big eyes blinking as he grabbed his chopsticks.
Yang Ziyun and the general were both taken aback, and glared at the little guy. This child, he really knows how to bring up the most sensitive topics!
The little guy doesn't understand, and he can't see it either; he's staring intently at his dad, waiting for an answer.
Huo Qingfeng patted the little guy's head and smiled. "Mommy has some very important things to do, but she'll be back soon. When she comes back, Fu'an can come live with Mommy in Z City, okay?"
"Okay!" The little guy nodded vigorously, his big eyes crinkling with joy. Then he banged on his bowl and chopsticks, shouting, "I want a big chicken leg! A big chicken leg!"
Huo Qingfeng picked up a large chicken leg and put it in his bowl.
The little guy's attention was immediately focused on the chicken leg, and he intently used his spoon, chopsticks, and hands to fight it. Watching him, it looked like a real battle, which was quite amusing.
Yang Ziyun and the general exchanged a glance, conveying some kind of message. Finally, Yang Ziyun spoke. "Qingfeng, you...you should go see Miaomiao when you have time. She attempted suicide, but luckily she was discovered in time and saved."
"Oh." Huo Qingfeng frowned slightly, responded, and said nothing more. He wouldn't even remember Gu Miaomiao if his mother hadn't brought it up. He was a sensitive person; the only people he could remember were his family.
However, hearing this news still saddened him. His mother and Aunt Rong's self-righteousness had caused Gu Miaomiao so much suffering. Although he didn't know the detailed reasons for Gu Miaomiao's suicide attempt, it must be related to her pregnancy. He only hoped she could recover soon. And he hoped these two women, both over fifty, could reflect on their actions.
"Mom, don't mess around with Aunt Rong anymore. Gu Miaomiao was saved this time, but who knows if it will be too late if you try again? If that happens, Aunt Rong and the others will hate you for the rest of their lives!" After holding back for a long time, she finally said it.
Yang Ziyun looked at her son, whose face was injured.
The general immediately became angry. "Who are you talking to? She's your mother! She's doing this for your own good, how is that nonsense? If you keep spouting this nonsense, I'll shoot you dead!"
"Then I'll shoot you dead first!" Huo Zhenbang slammed down his chopsticks with a snap.
Immediately, no one dared to utter a sound.
“This is someone else’s daughter, and you don’t feel sorry for her? If it were your daughter, wouldn’t you hate her for the rest of your life? You might even kill her!” Huo Zhenbang was still bothered by his daughter-in-law’s absurd behavior this time.
Huo Qingfeng quickly tried to calm the angry old man down. "Grandpa, don't be angry."
Huo Zhenbang looked at his son and daughter-in-law, snorted coldly, and then picked up his chopsticks to continue eating.
Huo Qingfeng let out a breath and looked at his parents.
"Mom, Father, I've found Ruoke. We'll get married once she's finished her business and comes back. I won't marry anyone but Ruoke, and that decision won't change! I don't want you to keep interfering and hurting the relationship between us. I believe you genuinely care about me, but marriage is a lifelong commitment, and I'm one of the main characters. So, only I know who is the most suitable person for me. I don't ask you to like her; I only ask that you don't hurt her. If you don't want to see her, then we'll live in Z City. I'll bring Fu'an back to see you during holidays."
"Take her home as you please, Grandpa adores her! If anyone dares to make things difficult for her, Grandpa will be the first to punish them!" Huo Zhenbang announced loudly, his serious tone leaving no room for disobedience.
Yang Ziyun opened her mouth, but could only say, "Let's eat quickly, the food is getting cold." Her father-in-law had already made his stance clear, what else could they say?
Huo Zhenbang patted his grandson again and said with a smile, "But you should make sure she improves her chess skills so she can play a few games with Grandpa, okay?"
"Okay." Huo Qingfeng grinned. With her grandfather protecting Ruoke, her parents didn't dare to make any big fuss.
The little guy somehow joined in the fun, shouting "Good!" which made everyone laugh.
Huo Zhenbang looked at Xiao Fu'an and sighed. "When are you going to have one with my granddaughter-in-law so that Fu'an can have a companion?"
"Grandpa, don't worry, we'll try our best to have twins, a boy and a girl!" Colonel Huo couldn't help but laugh.
Huo Zhenbang slapped him on the head. "Do you think this is like sculpting clay figures? You think you can just say there are twins? There's no history of twins in our family. You could ask Ruoke if her family has a history of twins."
"Yes, sir!"
"You brat!" Huo Zhenbang couldn't help but slap him again.
Although the general and his wife were a little unhappy, their son's safe return was always a joyous occasion, so they enjoyed a lively and happy meal together.
After dinner, the family sat in the living room chatting and watching TV. In reality, while the adults chatted, the little one hogged the remote and watched TV.
Soon, it was time for the little one to go to sleep again.
Having not seen his dad for a long time, the little guy insisted that his dad sleep with him. When his dad refused, he pretended to roll off the floor.
Helpless, Huo Qingfeng had no choice but to carry him back to his little room and toss him onto the bed. He then sat down by the window and tucked the little guy in with a blanket. "Alright, go to sleep, Daddy's here with you."
The little one hugged his dad's big hand, lay down on his side, and then fumbled around under the pillow to pull out a photo. "Daddy, look, it's Mommy!" the little one proudly showed the photo to his dad.
Huo Qingfeng smiled and patted his head. He had given the photo to the little guy a long time ago, telling him that the person in the photo was his mommy, and the little guy had kept it ever since. "Go to sleep, Mommy will be back soon."
The little one lay on his side, clutching the photo and his dad's big hand, his big eyes gazing intently at his father. "When I wake up, will Mommy come home?"
Huo Qingfeng gently patted his back rhythmically with his free hand. "Yes. So Fu'an, be a good boy and close your eyes to sleep."
The little guy looked at him, and after a while, he slowly closed his big eyes.
Huo Qingfeng patted and stroked him until he was completely asleep before stopping. He gently withdrew his hand and tried to take the photo away, but the little guy immediately stirred, as if he was about to wake up.
"Don't touch that photo, he'll wake up if you do," Yang Ziyun said with a hint of helplessness. She had tried before, even giving Qingfeng a photo, but he wouldn't accept it, insisting only on Ling Ruoke's. In short, both her son and grandson were captivated by Ling Ruoke!
Huo Qingfeng slowly stood up, looking at the chubby little baby, his heart softening. "Mom, let's go out." He reached out and put his arm around his mother's shoulder.
As soon as he stepped out of the child's room, the general snatched him away. His eyes blazed with fury as he glared at him. Huo Qingfeng smiled helplessly.
"What are you doing? He's my son!"
The general didn't care about his son or not; he put his arm around his wife and went back to their room.
Huo Qingfeng stood there, watching, a slight smile playing on his lips. Decades later, he and Ruoke would be like this, wouldn't they? Would he then feel jealous of his son and daughter?
Decades later, he will surely be a grumpy old man. But if possible, he will definitely be a gentle and kind old lady.
When all the splendor fades, I'll grow old with you!
...
Time flies.
For Ling Ruoke, who spent her days in torment, her mind mostly shut down, only looking forward to eating and sleeping, time was nonexistent. Sunrise and sunset were both training sessions, both forms of torture.
However, this kind of life is not entirely without its advantages. Regardless of the training results, it is like the three years of high school spent fighting for the college entrance examination. It is tough but fulfilling.
This is her life now. It's fulfilling and joyful amidst the monotony and pain.
That day, perhaps feeling they had tormented them enough, the cheetahs actually had a day off. But as soon as they received orders, they had to be back within an hour!
"Everyone, disperse!"
At Cheetah's command, these guys, who had been trained for a long time, scattered in all directions, unable to hide their excitement.
"Ling Ruoke, come with me to a place."
Just as Ling Ruoke was about to take off running, the cheetah called out to her. She was inwardly groaning, but dared not show it on her face. Obediently, she turned back and followed the cheetah in another direction.
Cheetah led her directly to her silver-gray Cheetah vehicle.
Ling Ruoke jumped into the passenger seat without asking a question. Cheetahs don't like being questioned.
"Why didn't you ask me where I was taking you?" Cheetah asked, looking ahead after the car sped away.
Ling Ruoke smiled. "Report! You mean you don't like us asking you questions? Well, I can't refuse anyway."
The cheetah gave her a cold glance but didn't say anything. The cheetah car sped along, traversing mountains and valleys, truly resembling a cheetah moving through the forest.
Ling Ruoke watched the scenery rushing past, but apart from the endless greenery, she couldn't see anything clearly at all. However, the wind blowing against her face felt a little painful but also very stimulating.
She raised her hand to touch her face; although it hadn't gotten tanned, it was probably much rougher.
The girls in the dorm used to joke that by the time they left, they would all be old hags.
Ling Ruoke couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you snickering about?" The cheetah turned its head sharply.
"I often joke in my dorm that by the time we finish training, we'll all be haggard and worn out." This was originally said by Mu Yu. Mu Yu is always enthusiastic and humorous, making people both laugh and cry.
The cheetah snorted. "It's not like I rely on my looks for a living, what's there to be afraid of!"
Ling Ruoke simply smiled. She knew that Cheetah was a woman focused solely on her career; relationships were not within her considerations, and she naturally had no intention of dressing up for someone she wanted to please.
The cheetah ran for a long time before finally stopping in a low-lying flat area in the woods.
"Get off the bus."
As Ling Ruoke stepped out of the Cheetah vehicle, she surveyed her surroundings. She wondered if this was some kind of special training session arranged by Cheetah!
Just then, Cheetah turned the car around and headed straight back the way it came.
"Hello?" Ling Ruoke called out, but was choked by the dust that was kicked up. She spat for a long time and still felt a sore throat. However, she couldn't even get a sip of water.
Standing quietly in place, secretly observing his surroundings, he knew this was definitely a conspiracy!
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