The soft feeling touched, and suddenly, Yu Qingquan felt a blank in her mind.

And this time, Yu Qingquan even forgot to push Ren Feng away.

For a full twenty seconds, Ren Feng finally moved away from Yu Qingquan's lips.

"Qingquan, your lips taste so good." Ren Feng chuckled softly beside Yu Qingquan's ear.

Yu Qingquan's face was already flushed, and her heaving chest also indicated that her mood was not calm.

"Alright, I'm leaving now, consider this a thank-you gift for treating your mom's arthritis."

Ren Feng smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Watching Ren Feng's back as he walked away, Yu Qingquan bit her lip, the taste of Ren Feng still lingering there.

To be honest, Yu Qingquan was already a bit confused inside. Under Ren Feng's repeated forceful kisses, she developed a rather peculiar feeling, as if she was deeply attached.

Yu Qingquan's face was flushed, and then she went upstairs. Later she had to call her grandfather over for dinner.

...

After Ren Feng left, it was already afternoon. He drove back to the Flying Snow Group and waited for Xia Wenxue to get off work.

This kind of life was indeed comfortable, much better than being a mercenary abroad.

Ren Feng sat comfortably in his chair, playing Plants vs. Zombies while waiting for the end of the workday.

Time passed quickly. Ren Feng stood up after checking the time, and at this moment, Xia Wenxue, accompanied by her secretary, was in conversation with others.

"Then it's settled," Xia Wenxue said with a slight smile, "Pleasure working with you."

She extended her hand, and the other party also smiled slightly and reached out their hand.

"Pleasure working with you, and Mr. Xia, you look much better than before."

"Is that so?" Xia Wenxue smiled, though feeling a bit warm inside.

After those people left, Ren Feng walked over.

"Xue'xue, are you done? We should go home." Ren Feng said with a smile.

The secretary Leting knowingly left, and Xia Wenxue smiled slightly and nodded.

Ren Feng took the initiative to drive, with Xia Wenxue seated in the passenger seat.

"Xue'xue, he said you've become more beautiful, and I think so too." Ren Feng smiled, placing a hand on Xia Wenxue's leg.

"Stop messing around and drive properly." Xia Wenxue slapped Ren Feng's hand away.

"Then what about after we get home?"

Xia Wenxue turned red but said nothing.

Ren Feng laughed heartily, feeling itchy inside again.

Once men savor this aspect, they think about intimacy all day, and the saying goes, men are creatures driven by their lower halves for a reason.

After returning to the villa, just as they were about to get out of the car, Ren Feng's phone rang.

He checked and saw it was from Chen Fenghuo.

"Hey, Fenghuo, didn't you just call me earlier this morning?"

Ren Feng asked with some curiosity.

"Feng, Brother Feng, this is a trap!" Chen Fenghuo's voice sounded anxious and angry.

"Fenghuo, what's going on?" Ren Feng immediately sat up straight, his expression turning very serious.

Just about to get off the car, Xia Wenxue saw Ren Feng's reaction and quietly sat in the passenger seat.

"Brother Feng, this mission is fake. It's a trap specifically set for our Wind Mark. Our people have been scattered." Chen Fenghuo's voice was chaotic on the other end, and Ren Feng could even hear gunshots.

A trap?

Ren Feng's eyes glinted coldly. Who's scheming against their Wind Mark?

"Where are you now?" Ren Feng asked gravely.

"San Francisco." Chen Fenghuo seemed out of breath, sounding like he was in distress.

"I'll be there right away."

Ren Feng said in a deep voice.

"Brother Feng, you need to hurry. They're too rampant, they sent more than a dozen experts to chase me, damn it!"

Chen Fenghuo cursed, and then the signal abruptly cut off.

Ren Feng was extremely anxious, and Xia Wenxue could sense Ren Feng's urgency, prompting her to ask, "Ren Feng, are you in trouble?"

Ren Feng turned around, forcing a smile: "Xue'xue, I have some matters and need to go abroad, the time is uncertain."

Xia Wenxue felt a bit worried inside, but she just softly responded.

"Come back safely."

Xia Wenxue said, then leaned over and gently kissed Ren Feng on the lips.

Ren Feng was stunned, feeling warmth fill his heart.

"I will."

Ren Feng said firmly.

Xia Wenxue was a smart woman; she didn't ask anything.

After getting out of the car, Ren Feng drove off in his Hummer.

Watching the Hummer leave, Xia Wenxue's eyes showed a hint of worry.

Meanwhile, Ren Feng's expression completely darkened. He filtered through the information Chen Fenghuo had provided, and suddenly his face showed a trace of grimness.

He finally sensed something was wrong; the mission Chen Fenghuo and his team took was in the United States, and the organization back then was also there.

Apart from conflicts of interest, the Wind Mark Mercenary Corps had no deadly enemies, except for the previous Demon Mercenary Corps. Only the organization could possibly be involved.

Realizing this, Ren Feng couldn't help but flare up in anger. He had a grudge with the organization, and unexpectedly, they directly targeted his team members.

This was most likely the organization deliberately luring his team members over for an ambush, and such a scheme could only be contrived by a devious person like Purple Thorn.

Damn it, back on the airplane, if it weren't for the urgency to save Xia Wenxue, he would have killed her with one punch!

Ren Feng's face darkened, regretting that his punch seemed to miss slightly at the time, otherwise he would have killed her right there.

Discarding his tangled thoughts, Ren Feng took out his phone and booked a plane ticket.

It was already night, and Ren Feng's Hummer sped quickly towards the airport.

Soon, he arrived at the airport and boarded a plane departing at night.

Frowning, Ren Feng noted that the time he would reach Jinjiu Mountain was about 6 a.m., so he should rest first.

The cabin was not crowded; seated beside Ren Feng was a foreign woman, blonde with blue eyes, and her chest was in a V-neck line, revealing much of it.

But Ren Feng wasn't in any mood to flirt; his thoughts were all on the Wind Mark Mercenary Corps.

Ren Feng didn't have much influence in North America, and since the organization had been operating there for so long, it wouldn't be easy to deal with, but the Wind Mark Mercenary Corps were all elites, so it shouldn't be that easy to ambush them.

The foreign woman also intended to close her eyes and rest, but just at that moment, a conflict erupted at the front of the plane.

"What do you want, looking for a fight?"

A sudden angry voice broke the silence in the cabin.

Others opened their eyes, looking forward with frowns and faces full of displeasure.

Seriously, can't people just rest peacefully?

"You think I'm afraid of you?" Another person said coldly, "Who the hell do you think you are?"

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