Honkai Summoning.

After parking the car in the parking space, Su Mo and Lin Yunling got out of the car.

Taking the key from Su Mo, Lin Yunling glared at him fiercely and said, "Goodbye!" Then she turned and left.

However, she forgot that she was half-injured at this time, and was still wearing high heels. After taking only a few steps, her legs went weak and she fell to the side.

Just as she was about to crash headfirst to the ground and make intimate contact with it, Su Mo stepped forward a few paces and caught her steadily.

With a strong pull, Su Mo picked up Lin Yunling and said with a smile, "It seems I still need to see this through to the end and give you directions, Miss. No one has received such treatment for many years—oh, cute little lolis don't count."

"...Are you a pervert?" Lin Yunling looked at Su Mo speechlessly, too lazy to get down. She had to admit that this man's chest was warm and firm, and he should be very reliable.

"What's wrong with a man being a pervert?" Su Mo clearly took Lin Yunling's words as a compliment and walked towards the elevator in the underground parking lot.

Clearly, Su Mo's attempt to deliver the message went very far, directly to someone's bed.

The next day, Lin Yunling woke up from her sleep and reached out to touch the bed beside her, only to find it empty. The half of the bed next to her was no longer occupied and was even cold.

"You bastard, you took advantage of me and now you're denying everything!"

Lin Yunling couldn't help but grab her pillow and hit it hard twice, which aggravated the sore spots left from the second and subsequent battles last night, making her even angrier. She then threw the pillow towards the door.

Just then, the bedroom door opened, and Su Mo reached out and caught the flying pillow, tossing it back onto the bed and saying with a smile, "Awake?"

"Didn't you leave?" Lin Yunling asked.

"Who said I left?" Su Mo pointed to the water glass in his hand. "I was originally planning to make some breakfast or something, but it turns out your refrigerator is just for decoration. What's the point of buying it if you don't use it?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the edge of the bed and handed the water glass to Lin Yunling.

Lin Yunling pulled the blanket over her chest with one hand, sipping warm water. Despite having been intimate several times last night, she was still shy, especially with the other person fully clothed.

"Get some rest. I've already asked for leave for you," Su Mo said.

After the incident at the shelter, Lin Yunling regained her freedom, which meant that the Special Operations Bureau relaxed its restrictions and allowed her to continue living a normal life.

Today is a workday, and Lin Yunling should have been going to work.

Lin Yunling nodded, without asking any unnecessary questions like how she got leave for me, as she knew Su Mo's identity was not simple.

After finishing her water, Lin Yunling handed the glass to Su Mo.

Su Mo stood up to leave the room when Lin Yunling suddenly asked, "Hey, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No." Su Mo stopped and turned around to say.

"So you're saying you're single? You're not going to give me the answer that you're married, are you?" Lin Yunling's tone suddenly turned unfriendly.

“Ha…” Su Mo chuckled, “I used to be, but I’m single now.”

"If you're single, I'll allow you... I'll allow you to pursue me," Lin Yunling said softly. Saying something like that was practically a confession.

Su Mo glanced at Lin Yunling, then walked out of the room without saying a word.

"Aaaaah! I'm going to die! What are you doing, being such a fangirl! Did a donkey kick your brain?! Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?! He's no ordinary person!" Only after Su Mo left did Lin Yunling come to her senses and start to torment the unfortunate pillow again.

She didn't know why she suddenly blurted out those words, although she had to admit that this man named Su Mo was mysterious, powerful, and very handsome, and absolutely had a fatal attraction for women.

However, Lin Yunling was a beautiful woman with countless suitors; she wasn't some naive young girl. After thinking for a while, she could only conclude that she had just woken up and her mind wasn't quite clear.

"What if he really comes? Should I say yes or no... no, should I say yes or no?" Time passed in Lin Yunling's wild thoughts.

When Su Mo returned with some food, he found the woman still holed up in her room, so he simply pushed open the door and went in...

Three days later...

"By the way, what did you want to say to me that night?" Su Mo asked Lin Yunling, who was leaning on his shoulder, laughing heartily at the TV program, and ended up laughing so hard she fell into his arms.

Su Mo didn't understand what was so funny about the show; he could only say that there was a huge generation gap between the old monsters and the young people.

"Hmm, what did you say?" Lin Yunling was too tired to laugh anymore, so she simply adjusted her position and lay down on the sofa, resting her head on Su Mo's lap.

"What were you originally going to say to me that night?" Su Mo repeated.

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Thank you for the monthly tickets from "I love you Deng Xue" and "Bridge of Helplessness on the River of Oblivion"! Well, that's the bonus chapter. It feels like I've lost ten years of my lifespan, as if it's reminding me of the night before my exams.

Chapter 124 A Humble Ruler and a Thousand Troops

“I’ve thought back on what happened that night, and I realize that you probably wanted to tell me something, not to repay my life-saving grace by offering yourself to me,” Su Mo analyzed with a serious expression.

"..."

Lin Yunling sat up, looking speechless, and said, "Repaying a debt of gratitude with your body? Have you watched too many period dramas or are you living in ancient times? By the way, did you just find out this fact?"

"No, actually I had a feeling from the very beginning." Su Mo shook his head.

"Then why are you still..." Lin Yunling glared at him again.

Su Mo said helplessly, "Even if we had found out then, what could we have done? Were we supposed to stop and say, 'Sorry, I made a mistake, let's continue eating'? That would have been so awkward."

Lin Yunling didn't say anything, turned around, and raised her foot to kick Su Mo's leg. She pretended to kick a few times, but Su Mo caught her. She struggled slightly but couldn't break free, so she gave up.

These past two days, Lin Yunling has felt lethargic and lacking energy, spending most of her time lying down.

"What was I going to say to you that day?" Lin Yunling tilted her head as she lay on the sofa, thinking, and reached out a hand to twirl her black hair around her fingers.

"Ah, I remember now!"

After pacing around for a while, Lin Yunling suddenly sat up, her expression turning serious.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lin Yunling's expression, Su Mo also let go of her hand.

“While I was still there, I seemed to hear people asking about you,” Lin Yunling said.

"Inquiring about me?" Su Mo said, "That's normal. The Secret Service wouldn't really let someone like me go unchecked. As long as I'm in China, they'll definitely monitor my movements. But it won't be too strict. They'll just occasionally send someone to check what I'm doing and whether I've caused any trouble. It's an unspoken agreement between us. I won't break it, and neither will they."

"Oh. I see. But when I came out, Tang Tian told me that if I ran into you, I should tell you to keep a low profile lately," Lin Yunling said.

She felt that based on the snippets of information she overheard that day, things didn't seem so simple. However, the person beside her was shrouded in mystery, so it wouldn't be surprising if the Secret Service took his case very seriously.

"I've been very discreet. I haven't left the house for the past three days," Su Mo said. Luckily, he bought some food when he went out that day, plus some takeout, otherwise Lin Yunling would probably have starved to death in her room, as exercise consumes a lot of energy.

Su Mo will get hungry, but he certainly won't starve to death.

"Go away, go away, go away." Lin Yunling kicked Su Mo again, stood up from the sofa, stretched and said, "I'll go report to the authorities this afternoon. I'll get back to normal life."

She has already taken three days off in a row. Even if Su Mo went through the Special Operations Bureau, there are still layers of bureaucracy involved. If she doesn't show up soon, her superiors will start to have complaints.

"Well, I should go too," Su Mo said.

Lin Yunling turned around, her keen female intuition sensing the deeper meaning in Su Mo's words: "You're leaving?"

"Mm." Su Mo nodded. He had his own things to do, and three days of relaxation, or rather, indulgence, was enough.

A true king is one who, drunk on the lap of a beauty, awakens to wield power over the world. But to always be drunk on the lap of a beauty is the domain of protagonists in system novels.

"Remember to call me when you're coming back," Lin Yunling said.

"I don't know, but I'll call you." Su Mo smiled.

"Go. If you're not coming back, then don't come back, and don't call me either," Lin Yunling said somewhat insincerely. She had to admit that in these three days, she had begun to succumb… or rather, she had already succumbed.

"I'll call you, and I'll come back." Su Mo walked to Lin Yunling's side, lowered his head, and kissed her.

After a long, lingering kiss, Su Mo left this haven of tenderness, went downstairs, glanced at Lin Yunling's room, and smiled. He would continue playing this game of love with her forever.

In a sense, Su Mo is a very gentle person because he is very careful when he folds flowers, and he doesn't throw them away directly afterward. As long as the other party is willing, he can accompany them in a romantic love game.

He was also a very ruthless person, because it was just a romantic love game.

However, the fact that this game lasted so long that it accompanied them throughout their lives or the best years of their lives is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

While Su Mo was leaving, several things were also happening at the Secret Service headquarters.

A dignified, bespectacled middle-aged man sat in a chair next to the conference room table and said in an agitated tone, "I don't understand why you haven't opened that so-called containment facility yet! It's been three days, a full three days! What are you thinking!" As he spoke, he slammed his fist heavily on the table.

There were two other people sitting in the conference room, and several secretaries pouring tea. Hearing the angry voice, they were startled and almost spilled the tea.

"You can all go out now," one of them said.

The two secretaries, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, immediately left the room, fearing that they would be angered by these important figures, or more precisely, by one of them.

"Old Guan, don't be angry. This matter needs to be handled slowly," the person who had spoken earlier said, his tone quite gentle.

"What are you slowing down for!" The man called Old Guan suddenly stood up, his chair scraping against the floor with a loud thud, almost causing him to fall. He pointed directly at the other man and said, "My son is trapped inside right now! If it were your son, why would you be slow?!"

"..."

The man's face darkened after being insulted, but he didn't retaliate.

In the Secret Service, besides the former director, there are five deputy directors. The configuration seems unreasonable, but the Secret Service is a special agency and naturally has its special aspects.

Of these five deputy directors, real power is in the hands of two. The other three have some power, but not as much as the two deputy directors; their power is more like a nominal one.

Director Zhang, being easygoing, knowledgeable, and without any ambition for power, spent his days appearing on television programs and aboard ships, thoroughly enjoying himself. Consequently, he held considerable prestige within the Special Operations Bureau, and his words carried weight.

The other two people in the room are not quite there yet.

The person making a scene in the room right now is none other than Guan Qianjun, one of the two directors with real power in the Special Operations Bureau. Although his name is Qianjun, he is neither humble nor gentlemanly in any way. With his military career of fighting on the battlefield and killing people, he is more suited to the word "thousands of troops". When such a person really gets angry, no one can suppress him except the old director.

Even another deputy director, Zhou Zhiyuan, was no exception; in fact, if Zhou Zhiyuan had come, it would have only exacerbated the conflict.

Not to mention the two people in the room who were more important than the mascot; they could only swallow their insults.

Of course, we can't just keep quiet; we still have to say what needs to be said.

"Judging from the feedback from over there, even if we're in a hurry to get into the shelter, there's nothing we can do; the elevator door simply won't open," another person said.

"How did those people get out?" Guan Qianjun asked.

"That was through a special bracelet... but it's out of power now, no, it should be said that it has lost its power source, you should know that."

"Hmph!" Guan Qianjun snorted coldly. "Even if that thing lost its power, couldn't we just put something else in? What is that bastard Zhou Zhiyuan doing! Does he even know my son is still inside!"

He and Zhou Zhiyuan have a division of labor. Although everyone is paying attention to the situation in that small village, Zhou Zhiyuan is still in charge.

Who was Guan Qianjun's son? Guan Erdai! The fact that he chose this name for his son proves Guan Qianjun's ambition, and indeed, he later achieved it.

His son has also become a true second-generation rich kid. However, his son is now trapped in an extremely dangerous containment facility that holds monsters. How could Guan Qianjun not be furious?

The other two exchanged a glance but remained silent.

If they could, they'd really like to say, "Who was it that insisted you send your son there to gain some experience? Zhou Zhiyuan couldn't stop you, so you let him in. It was inherently a risky business, and now that something's happened, you're unhappy. This puts us in a really difficult position!"

We're all adults here, so let's be more open-minded. If you don't have a son, just have another one. Are you hungry? I'll make you some noodles.