Section 8

Going home? Gu Nanting's home? Feng Jinxiao pressed his lips together, his gaze deepening. He freed one hand to grip her chin, forcing her pair of eyes, which contained anger yet remained clear and beautiful, to meet his. With a hint of coldness, he parted his thin lips: "Where are you going back to?" The tone was heavy, clearly carrying a reminder.

It was indeed not a coincidence. Feng Jinxiao's gaze suddenly changed, and a very obvious signal of danger instantly emerged from the depths of his eyes. However, before he could take action, Lu Chengyuan had already stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar, lifting him up: "Did I allow you to speak? If you talk back again," he struck the man's mouth hard with his right hand, coldly warning, "let it just be a decoration."

The sensitivity of the special police made Lu Chengyuan realize that the situation was unusual, and he turned to Xiao Yi, trying to find answers from this man who held extraordinary influence in the business empire

The man initially believed that Feng Jinxiao would show some consideration for the hostages in his possession, but he never anticipated that the other party would adopt such a reckless and aggressive frontal assault approach. This left him with no opportunity to even voice his conditions, and the speed of the attack was so swift that he was completely unable to react, resulting in his arm being numbed from the unexpected blow.

Lu Chengyuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Imposing." He then casually turned around, standing with his hands in his pockets, and saw He Rao walking out of the terminal without looking back, his pace slightly quickened, his silhouette resolute.

The opponent is not an ordinary person; in a life-and-death situation, they naturally fight with their lives on the line. After failing to evade this strike, they surprisingly still have the strength to counterattack. Feng Jinxiao is determined to see it through to the end. As the opponent swings their fist, he grabs their wrist, steps to the left, and delivers a kick to their lower abdomen, followed by a shoulder throw.

With a calm and unhurried manner, Feng Jinxiao holstered his firearm, concealing the sudden surge of a chilling intent in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Take him away"

"You just passed by, aren't you going to help?" Xiao Yi adjusted his cufflinks and said, half-seriously, "It's a bit embarrassing."

Their gazes met in midair

Xiao Yuhang was no match for his strength; after struggling a few times, she was unsuccessful: "What are you doing?"

Feng Jinxiao looked over with a heavy gaze: "It seems you intend to repay He Rao for the favor of saving you in this manner"

He Rao's speed was astonishingly fast, and her movements were swift and agile. Just as Xiao Yi was about to be struck in the waist and abdomen, she kicked at the bandit's wrist, then swiftly extended her right hand to push Xiao Yi aside. She then raised her right foot to kick at the bandit's knee. As the opponent defended himself, her right foot continued to rise sharply towards his waist. The bandit hurriedly stepped back to protect his waist, but He Rao relentlessly pursued him. After retracting her leg, she charged forward again, delivering a direct kick to his head. As the opponent defended himself, her right foot continued to rise sharply towards his waist. The bandit hurriedly stepped back to protect his waist, but He Rao relentlessly pursued him. After retracting her leg, she charged forward again, delivering a direct kick to his head.

Xiao Yuhang could not break free from his grip with both hands, and in anger, she called out his full name: "Feng Jinxiao"

Feng Jinxiao held her icy hand and pulled her into his embrace, where Xiao Yuhang was pressed against the warmest part of his chest. She looked up at the handsome man before her, whose gaze, like the starlight in the deep night, was brilliant and radiant.

Unclear. Or perhaps, fully aware.

The alertness of the special forces members is exceptionally high, swiftly responding to his irregular behavior and taking measures to subdue him. Feng Jinxiao raised his hand to stop, and the young officer immediately withdrew, yet still maintained control over the other party, not allowing him any opportunity to resist

The collaboration between master and apprentice is harmonious and perfect

What is this situation? There is not even a process, just a conclusion? Although it aligns with the usual brisk style of He Rao, in such circumstances, it is neither impolite nor negligent, but rather abnormal

Indeed, after asking, Xiao Yuhang took a step back and turned to pick up the handbag that had fallen on the ground

Feng Jinxiao's hand, suspended in mid-air, slowly retracted after a few seconds.

Xiao Yuhang instinctively reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, but in a moment of dizziness, she was pushed into another embrace. When she steadied herself and looked up, she saw Feng Jinxiao rushing forward, kneeling and pressing directly against the man's shoulder. Feng Jinxiao, with his rich combat experience, not to mention the strength he exerted, his mere presence was enough to instill fear in others

Her disappointment stems from still having expectations of him Yet her demeanor resembles someone who is ready to turn and leave at any moment

Xiao Yuhang furrowed his brow and stared into his eyes: "Are you here to investigate the case?"

Prior to this, He Rao had already arrived and headed straight for Xiao Yi

The gaze lingered on Xiao Yuhang's back for a few seconds before shifting to Feng Jinxiao, who said in a low voice: "Your woman is quite attractive." A refined face displayed an unusually strange expression, and the insincere compliment was cold enough to freeze everything around.

Distance obscures the emotions hidden in each other's eyes

Xiao Yuhang gazed directly into his eyes, where the gloomy emotions were laid bare. However, instead of retreating, she responded defiantly: "Aren't your features quite sharp? Can't you hear this time? I said back—"

Xiao Yi indeed felt grateful to He Rao for her timely intervention. However, he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, saying, "She is a police officer, and does not require my gratitude"

The beautiful H3 leg

Seeing Xiao Yuhang heading towards the taxi lane, Feng Jinxiao could no longer contain himself. He pulled her rolling suitcase from behind, wrapped his strong arm around her waist, and expressionlessly led her towards his vehicle, behaving as domineeringly as if he were kidnapping her

The exit returned to normal within just a few minutes. Disturbed passengers were quickly evacuated by the arriving criminal police, and the suspect was apprehended and handcuffed by the special police. When Feng Jinxiao approached, Lu Chengyuan smiled brightly and handed over Xiao Yuhang in his arms, saying: "The jade is returned to Zhao"

Next, further investigation work is to be carried out, and Lu Chengyuan will stay behind to lead the team. Xiao Yi has a special car to pick him up but refuses to take Xiao Yuhang, saying, "I have a meeting at the company, it's not on the way." He then instructs the driver to drive. Before the car window rolls down, he sees He Rao standing in front of a police car, talking to a special police officer. As if sensing his gaze, she turns her head to look over.

Next, Feng Jinxiao happened to throw the man in black over his shoulder, bringing down the guy who had been kicked by He Rao and was dazed, pinning him to the ground.

Feng Jinxiao was deep in thought, rubbing his short hair, and had already forgiven Xiao Yuhang for his rejection.

Xiao Yi was also taken by surprise. Glancing at the slender figure disappearing at the exit, he rubbed his shoulder and walked towards Feng Jinxiao, teasing him nonchalantly: "Shouldn't a hero receive a reward like a kiss after saving the beauty? What's wrong, you didn't get that treatment?"

Feng Jinxiao gently rubbed her injury and said: "A pen with a sharp tip."

Feng Jinxiao suddenly leaned closer, his deep, slightly hoarse voice brushing past her ear: "A man's possessiveness is unreasonable, just like a woman's irrationality. So, Xiao Yuhang, think carefully before you speak."

Feng Jinxiao did not allow Lu Chengyuan to continue, patting him on the shoulder to signal him to let go and step back. He walked into the line of sight of the man in black and said resolutely: "My woman, who are you to judge!" As soon as the words fell, he swiftly drew his sidearm and struck the man in black's abdomen with the butt of the gun.

Feng Jinxiao happened to receive a phone call and did not pay attention to his chatter

Lu Chengyuan felt justified in ignoring Xiao Yi's dissatisfaction, only responding to the latter part of the statement: "Being in a position of privilege yet unaware of it. Who says only heroes can save the damsel in distress? That only indicates the hero lacks fortune." With his eyebrows slightly raised, he implied that even those who appear dignified do not necessarily have a good expression. He then leaned in and whispered, "I clearly came specifically to pick someone up, didn't even have time for lunch, and then out of nowhere, a complication arose, turning it into a business matter. With so many mouths to speak, how can I express my grievances?"

Then, almost in unison, they each averted their gaze again

Compared to her momentary twists and turns, Feng Jinxiao's thoughts were quite simple. His gaze shifted slightly, landing on Xiao Yuhang's slender neck. Immediately, before she could recover from her shock, or rather from her contemplation, his slightly calloused hand reached out and touched her neck: "There is a slight scratch; let He Rao take care of it for you later"

"She is a woman first, and then a police officer. Xiao Ge, you should not overlook her gender." Lu Chengyuan smiled at Xiao Yi, his expression carrying a hint of teasing as he asked, "So, how does it feel to be rescued by our beautiful team leader?"

Feng Jinxiao realized that this was a question that did not require an answer, looking into those clear, cold eyes, without offering an explanation

Wanting to do everything! Yet unable to do anything! Feng Jinxiao tightened his embrace around her, adding silently in his heart.

Xiao Yi, after all, has not received professional training, and his martial arts skills are somewhat inferior to Feng Jinxiao's. Now, having encountered a skilled practitioner, he has gradually found himself at a disadvantage after several exchanges.

If it were another woman, being kidnapped and rescued would surely lead her to cry like a weeping pear blossom. However, upon realizing where the slight pain had come from, Xiao Yuhang instead pressed for an answer: "What is it?"

The person crouched down in pain

Turning his face, Feng Jinxiao noticed that his subordinates were waiting for instructions, and he realized that he had been lost in thought. Quickly suppressing his overt emotions, he signaled for his subordinates to escort the suspect into the police car. However, as the man in black passed by him, he unexpectedly struggled to stop.

As he relaxed his grip, Xiao Yuhang's body immediately lost its balance. With a twist of her high heels, Feng Jinxiao's hand failed to securely protect her entire neck as anticipated, and a sharp object grazed his hand and lightly scraped her skin. When Xiao Yuhang leaned back, she felt a slight pain on the side of her neck. In the next moment, Feng Jinxiao's strong arm wrapped around her, pulling her into his embrace

It has been almost a month since we last met, and the phone call two days ago also ended on a sour note. Xiao Yuhang seems to be struggling with such intimacy, as if contemplating what kind of expression would be most appropriate to face him, ultimately choosing to remain silent

In front of Da Qie, Feng Jinxiao casually placed her suitcase on the back seat, supporting himself with both hands on either side of her body, trapping her between his body and the car. He leaned slightly towards her, his gaze intense: "Where are you going? I will take you."

Feng Jinxiao is not an easy person to approach, but he does not easily lose his temper either. Xiao Yuhang knows that he is currently suppressing his anger, so she deliberately adds fuel to the fire: "Of course, it's to go home"