Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

Cao Kun's steps became increasingly unsteady, and he almost leaned his whole body on her.

Donya had also drunk quite a bit, and coupled with the embarrassing scene from earlier, she was still a little flustered, so she simply said:

"Wang Meng and the others are all so drunk, you can't leave tonight either. Why don't you stay here for the night and go back tomorrow?"

Cao Kun had actually been waiting for this question, but he still pretended to hesitate: "But...but where will I sleep?"

Donya thought for a moment.

She was the only girl in the metal warehouse; all the boys lived in the dormitory.

Given Cao Kun's status, it's impossible for him to share a dormitory with a bunch of rough men.

It seems most reasonable for him to sleep in her room.

We're all friends, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?

"Then...why don't you sleep in my room?" Donya suggested.

Cao Kun listened, a slight smile playing on his lips, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Huh? This isn't very convenient..." he said, feigning drunkenness.

"Stop talking nonsense, are you staying here or not? If not, you can sleep on the floor."

"Sigh... alright then..."

……

Donya's room was very simple.

The room is about ten square meters in total, with clean and tidy walls and no excessive decoration.

Inside, there was only a double bed, a small square table, and a military-style iron cabinet.

Everything was arranged neatly, just like her—clean, efficient, and decisive.

Donya struggled to carry Cao Kun into the room, then threw him onto the bed.

Cao Kun seemed to be truly drunk, with 99% of his body feeling limp and weak, relying entirely on Dongya for support.

She had no choice but to squat down, take off his coat, and unbutton his shirt.

With his clothes half off, Cao Kun's muscular physique was revealed, his well-defined eight-pack abs gleaming healthily under the lights.

Donya couldn't help but glance at it twice, her gaze lingering for a moment.

When she helped him take off all but his pants, she suddenly ran into a problem.

Should I take it off? Or not?

If he sleeps in these, he'll definitely be uncomfortable tomorrow...

But taking off my pants... doesn't seem quite right...

She hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth, and reached for his waistband...

Just then, Cao Kun suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, his voice slurred.

Why are you taking off my pants?

Donya froze instantly: "..."

The two stared at each other for three seconds, the air so quiet they could hear each other breathing.

Now that Cao Kun was awake, Donya helped him sit on the sofa and they started talking about the future of the Polar Bear Squadron.

Cao Kun asked her what her plans were for the future.

Although these soldiers were already considered his men, they were brought by Tonya after all, and he had to respect her opinion.

Donya frowned, feeling utterly confused.

In her mind, these polar bear warriors had always been Petrov's direct force.

He withdrew from the battlefield to protect her.

If we let them out, with their abilities, they could easily establish an international mercenary organization.

But Donya didn't want that.

She felt that this was not Petrov's original intention in sending them to China.

But the problem is... the cost of maintaining so many elite warriors is too high.

She simply cannot afford it.

At this point, she looked somewhat helpless.

At that moment, Cao Kun reached out and took her hand.

"It's okay."

"Now that they've come to me, I'll figure out how to solve these problems."

Donya froze, staring at him.

She witnessed Cao Kun's growth during this period firsthand.

From an insignificant small company to now monopolizing the titanium alloy trade in Ukraine.

Every step was taken with a steady and solid approach, even carrying a touch of legend.

She knew his abilities better than anyone else.

And tonight's scene is still vivid in my mind.

His personal charm didn't just captivate Battier.

Not to mention, she also saw...

Thinking of this, her face flushed slightly.

Cao Kun's breath drew closer, carrying a faint aroma of wine and a scorching heat.

Donya's heart was pounding, and the alcohol was clouding her judgment.

She didn't mind Cao Kun getting close, so she didn't push him away.

Donya knew that Cao Kun had many women around him, but this man was indeed hard to resist.

The more she thought about it, the redder her face became.

Cao Kun saw her hesitation and understood.

He wasn't one to hesitate, and immediately leaned down to kiss her.

"Ugh—"

Donya's eyelashes trembled slightly, somewhat confused and infatuated.

The two kissed for a full five minutes before Donya, panting heavily, pushed him away, her face flushed as if she had a fever.

"I feel...aren't we moving too fast...?"

Her voice trembled, and she dared not look at him.

Cao Kun smiled slightly and leaned close to her ear: "We've known each other for so long, when have you ever heard of me being fast?"

After he finished speaking, his hands began to move restlessly.

……

Under the bright moonlight, most people in the titanium alloy warehouse were already fast asleep.

However, a few guards remained faithfully on duty, protecting the entire warehouse.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, its howling sound like the roar of a wild beast.

The wind suddenly picked up, and in an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, as if even the air itself was being thrown into disarray.

The guard raised his hand to shield his eyes, trying to steady himself, when he heard a loud bang from the side.

A section of old water pipe outside the warehouse was snapped by strong winds.

The remaining water gushed out from the broken section, and was swept up by the strong wind, mixing with sand and dust, covering the guard's head and face.

Luckily, he was prepared, otherwise his mouth would have been full of it.

Despite the strong winds and sandstorms, the guards remained dedicated to their duties, patrolling their designated routes.

Perhaps due to the strong wind, the guards had a difficult time on their way, facing considerable resistance.

But he did not give up; instead, he braved the resistance and moved forward cautiously.

Fortunately, as the wind gradually subsided, the patrol route became easier to navigate.

The guards' leather boots made a "squeak, squeak" sound as they stepped on the water-soaked pavement.

After an unknown amount of time, the gale completely subsided, and the guards' patrol work became easier.

He rallied his spirits and kept patrolling the warehouse throughout the night.

Finally, with a high-pitched and loud cry, the east began to lighten with the first light of dawn.

Its daybreak.

The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead, a slight smile playing on his lips, before returning to his dormitory to rest.

……

The next morning.

Cao Kun was awakened by the noise of the Polar Bear Squadron soldiers doing their morning exercises outside his dormitory.

He gently pushed Tonya away from him.

Last night, Donya insisted on experiencing what it felt like to gallop across the grasslands.

Cao Kun had no choice but to agree.

Not wanting to disturb her rest, Cao Kun quietly got out of bed, hastily dressed, and quietly left the room.

As I approached the hot water room, I bumped into Batel carrying toiletries.

The guy still had signs of a hangover on his face.

However, since I didn't drink to my limit last night, even though I was very drunk, I was still able to get up with difficulty the next morning.

When he saw Cao Kun come out of Donya's room, Batel was clearly stunned for a moment, then showed a matter-of-fact expression.