Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 964 - 967: If You Have the Skills, Don’t Beg Me 1

Could it be that, like her, he was tormented beyond measure in those heartrending days, suffering in silence where she couldn’t see?

She exited WeChat, kissed the photo on her phone’s wallpaper, and her tears of deep affection rolled down her cheeks. "Shaocheng, I love you too, I really do love you..."

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At the same time as Chenxing was euphorically hugging her phone, Yan Fengchi was rushing straight to the scene of an explosion.

The sun had set, and although the sunset bathed the entire sky in beauty, it also heralded the imminent arrival of darkness.

He called Luo Xi’s phone all the way, but the response was the same - the other party had turned off their phone. A foreboding sense of unease rose in his heart, and by the time he finally found the employer, he had repeated that woman’s name in his mind over and over again.

Ten minutes later, Yan Fengchi’s car stopped in a relatively secluded area. The bodyguard stepped out of the car, weapon at the ready, carefully surveying the surroundings to ensure there was no danger before Yan Fengchi emerged from the vehicle.

A few minutes later, when he returned to the car, there was now a somewhat disheveled man with several tears in his suit caused by branches.

Yan Fengchi eyed him up and down. The man appeared to be excessively startled, his eyes unfocused. Seeing them did not seem to put his heart at ease.

"Mr. Yue, where is the woman who was protecting you?"

"Who?" Mr. Yue looked at Yan Fengchi, feeling a strong sense of oppression that was suffocating.

Two mercenaries ran toward them, one of whom recognized Yan Fengchi and knew about Luo Xi’s entangled relationship with him. Panting, he said, "Luo Xi sustained some minor injuries and ran into the woods in an attempt to lead people away so Mr. Yue could escape. We’ve got two brothers who also went into the woods, but now we must escort Mr. Yue to a safe place, so... we’re counting on Young Master Yan!"

Yan Fengchi stared at the man in front of him.

That damn woman put herself in danger to protect him?

Indescribable anger swelled inside him!

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Luo Xi and her companion entered the dense undergrowth; the woman, usually deft in the jungle, today found it difficult to move an inch.

She wore one of the employer’s suit jackets, disguising herself as the employer to mislead their pursuers. So far, the enemies had not discovered the ruse. Casually chewing on a blade of grass, Luo Xi leaned against a tree slightly gasping for breath. Her comrade, named Oli, whispered, "If we can delay another ten minutes, the employer should be able to evacuate safely. Then our mission will be complete. Can you hold on?"

Luo Xi clenched her teeth fiercely: "I can hold on!"

Despite her words, her back and shoulder, wounded by a gunshot, were burning with pain, and she knew without looking that blood was still oozing out.

Struggling to regulate her breathing and trying to lessen the pain, Luo Xi, with her firearm ready, realized that her ammo was running low. As faint footsteps approached, the two exchanged glances and slowly began to retreat.