Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Cut the cackle. Why are you here?” Huo Chen took out his mobile phone to check the time. He had better call Yang Yang instead of wasting time on this woman. He then put down the phone but the screen was still on. He used the photo of Lu Zhaoyang hugging Little Huo Xu in her arms as the lock screen.
Wen He’s eyes landed on the phone but before she could see it clearly, the phone screen had timed out.
“Go back and be your major-general. Ol’ Jiu and I can handle the dirty jobs ourselves. But after that, you must leave us alone and never again put us on the wanted list. How is that?” Wen He thought for a moment and said without beating around the bush.
They had this relationship when Huo Chen was still in the army. Things only turned sour when Ol’ Jiu fired a shot at Lu Zhaoyang at Mu Xuan’s wedding and was caught red-handed by Huo Chen’s men. After that, not only did their cooperation broke down but Huo Chen had also disappeared following the incident. It was thought that Huo Chen had gone back to the capital but in fact he had actually retired from the army.
“We have been working together smoothly all this while until the accident. I have left darkness for light; would you give me a chance?” Wen He poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of Huo Chen.
“Do you think that I can return to the army on a whim? This is not child’s play.” This woman was naive, Huo Chen thought.
“It might be difficult for others, but you are the second son of the Huo family. Is returning to the army not a piece of cake?”
“I am sorry. What is done is done. To apologize, I would finish the meal with you.” Huo Chen picked up the knife and fork and started eating.
Realizing that she could not convince him, Wen He gulped down her drink. “Huo Chen, you were the youngest major-general of Z Country; why did you choose to leave?”
Huo Chen did not respond.
“All you know is eat. Could you say something?” Upset, Wen He kept popping her drink. At the end of the dinner, she was already drunk.
“I am done. Please excuse me,” Huo Chen said.
As Huo Chen wiped his mouth with a tissue paper and was about to get to his feet, Wen He dragged her chair with her and lunged at Huo Chen, pushing him back down. Their faces were inches apart from each other and she reeked of booze. “Huo Chen, it is okay if you don’t want to rejoin the army, but can you help me once with your connection? After that, we will have nothing to do with each other again. I am tired of changing my cover identity every week.”
Huo Chen stared at Wen He, who was three sheets to the wind. His body stiffened and was motionless with his face cold. “It is not under my control anymore,” he said.
“I don’t believe that you could not find a solution; after all, you have served and sacrificed so much for the country.” Wen He leaned her head on his shoulder and whispered into his ear, “I am willing to accept the unspoken rules—even repay you with my body—if you agree.”
“No thanks, you are not my type.” Huo Chen knitted his brows together, knowing that this woman would only get more unruly and cling to him if he got a harder stance. So, he tried not to throw a wobbly by tilting his head away.
“Huo Chen, Sir…” Wen He badgered Huo Chen. He was a hero, and she was a beauty; there was a saying that goes ‘Hero is always a prisoner of love’—she did not believe that Huo Chen could resist her.
Huo Chen looked out of the window beside him; if Wen He tried to push her luck some more, he would have no hesitation to throw her out of the window.
