733: Don’t Get Yourself Hurt Again

Don’t Get Yourself Hurt Again

After a pause, he continued, "If he runs away, or does something stupid, I'll take responsibility for it."2

And finally, Yang Yi nodded.

"Fine, Huo Chen. I trust you."

This young man, while he was indeed wary of him, he could not deny his capability.

And as things stand, and after what Huo Chen had said, he had to give face.

"Thank you, Commander."

Yang Yi icily looked at Wen He, and left the file room in big strides.

Wen He's anger had dissipated, and slowly made her way towards him.

As she sat on the opposite side of the table facing him, she stole a glance, and had just nice met his calm eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she smiled weakly.

"I'm sorry, Huo Chen. I seem to be giving you trouble all the time.

Her insistence had gotten him married to her, and was dragged down the mud because of her identity, and later on the matter with Xiao Bai, he had to clean up her mess time and time again.

Even if Wen He was without any guilty conscience, she would still feel regretful and thankful.

"No worries."

Huo Chen simply uttered two words, and no more.

Wen He bit her lips, and saw him simply looking down again to scan through the documents. Suddenly, she stood up, and gave him a proper 90 degree bow, her tone serious.

"Thank you!"

It was rare enough for her to thank him so profusely, Huo Chen looked up and glanced at her. And just as he was about to say something, he saw her swung her hair, and smiled seductively.

"But, as my husband, it's a given that you help me. You sure did that free night justice!"

"..."

Huo Chen's brow twitched, and pointed towards the door. "Get lost."

Wen He pouted, but simply followed his instruction out of the door, and closed it.

As the door closed, her smile disappeared, and in its place was a complicated look.

Shit.

She seemed to be really smitten with Huo Chen.

She placed her hand on where her heart was, and felt that her heartbeat was as fast as a drum roll. Wen He smiled bitterly as she shook her head.

Two days later.

Huo Chen led his handpicked battalion to the army air base.

The soldiers boarded the plane in sequence, and very quickly, the large air base was left with a few crew members, Huo Chen, Wen He and Song Shou.

And just as the three were about to board the plane, suddenly…

SCREEEEEECH!

Following a loud screech of a car breaking, a silver sports car suddenly made its way towards the runway, and a smooth, high-difficulty drift later, the car stopped before Huo Chen.

As the door opened, a leg in jeans stepped out, and planted itself on the ground.

"Yunting?"

Huo Chen looked at Huo Yunting who was getting out of the car. A surprised look appeared on his face. "You came to see me off?"

"Don't get the wrong idea."

Huo Yunting leaned against the car door lazily, and looked at him with a glum face. "Lu Zhaoyang send me over."

Huo Chen did not mind his icy words, and smiled, his eyes glistening. "Thank you for seeing me off."

"..."

Does this fool not understand human language?

Huo Yunting awkwardly stood up straight, as he looked at his uncle, who was his love rival, but also a friend. A flash of conflict appear in his eyes.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and planted it heavily on Huo Chen's shoulder, his lips moved. "Don't get yourself hurt again."

If something happens to him, Lu Zhaoyang will probably be in pain and regret for the rest of her life.

Huo Chen was stunned, and frankly, he could not stand Huo Yunting's rather solemn look.

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