n the pillow, and she slept deeply and soundly, the phone call just now having absolutely no effect on her sleep.Leng Zhujing smiled, reaching out to brush away Tong Yimo's bangs and leaning down to p...Calmly pretending to be nonchalant even though one's heart is aching.

Actually, she was the one who taught him what it meant to endure.

Late at night, Leng Yechen returned to his room. He stood under the vent and lit a cigar. He couldn't let her stay here for long. Although the house lacked nothing, it was after all a basement, never seeing the sun.

"Cough—cough—" Two coughs suddenly came from behind, interrupting Leng Yechen's thoughts.

As he turned sideways, he saw Tong Yimo standing barefoot at his bedroom door. He hurriedly extinguished his cigar in the ashtray beside him and strode over to pick her up horizontally, settling her down on the bed.

"The ground here is cold, what if you catch a cold" Though it was a reprimand, there was undeniable concern in his voice.

Tong Yimo stated bluntly, "It was the smoke from your room that got me."

"I'm sorry, I'll carry you back to the room."

Cold night sank just about to hold up Tong Yimo, but Tong Yimo reached out and grabbed his collar, weakly said: "Can you accompany me to sleep I can't sleep alone."

Every night before this, his face appeared in her dreams.

If this man stayed by her side, would she stop having dreams

Tong Yi Mo looked at Leng Ye Shen with hopeful eyes.

Cold Night Chen smiled faintly, replying with a "Good." After a moment's pause, he continued, "I'll carry you back to the room first, then go wash off this smell of smoke."

Tong Yimo could feel this man's thoughtfulness towards her, more accurately, his kindness to her.

She asked him to sleep with her, but he was surprisingly restrained.

Tong Yimo lay on her side in bed, Leng Ye sat at the edge of the bed leaning against the headboard.

He no longer had the smell of cigarettes she disliked, but the scent of bath soap.

Tong Yi Mo reached out and grasped his coat corner, sleepily asking, "Why are you so good to me"

"Because, I love you," Leng Ye Chen answered slowly, but at this moment, the woman beside him had already fallen asleep.

He tucked the covers around her, turned off the lights, and returned to his room. Seeing the cigar in the ashtray, he tossed it along with the remaining cigars from the drawer and the ashtray into the trash can.

Six months of smoking had taken its toll on him, but seemingly, with his sensitivity to the smell, he decided to quit.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He answered the call without saying a word, but his brow furrowed.

After hanging up the phone, Leng Yechen changed his clothes and left.

The next day, morning.

A private car gradually veered off course. Xia Yangxiao was sitting in the back seat of this private car. When he realized that this was not the way to the Security Bureau, his face immediately turned ashen.

He nervously drew a pistol from the hip loop of his coat and pressed it against the back of the male driver's head, who was behind the wheel. "Stop the car!" he ordered.

"What's a godfather afraid of" Leng Yechen took off his sunglasses, driving calmly while nonchalantly asking.

Xia Yangxiao was a little annoyed: "I told you to stop!"

Late at night, Chenghou smirked and slammed on the brakes.

With a loud "bang," Xia Yangxiao crashed his head against the back of the driver's seat.

Then Cold Night threw a phone at him, and a video was playing automatically on the screen.

In the video, a man in black holds a dagger to the neck of Xia Yangxiao's father.

Summer Sun's father was elderly and frail, even sitting in a wheelchair he seemed half-dead.

Facing this situation, Xia Yangxiao coldly snorted with utmost composure: "Your current behavior, Leng Yeshen, is truly a disgrace to the uniform you once wore."

“While my actions are indeed unforgivable, Uncle, you kidnapped my mother last night because you couldn't catch Mo. Threatening me into handing her over, is that how a Chief Inspector conducts himself” Leng Ye asked calmly and deliberately.

Xia Yangxiao narrowed his brows: "I don't understand what you're saying."

"Dad, why pretend anymore There's only the two of us here. Over the past six months, I've nearly wiped out the Adventurers Guild. It must be hard for you to bear, right" Leng Ye said, his words laced with meaning.

"Xiao Chen, it's best not to talk nonsense without evidence." Xia Yangxiao sneered, holding a gun against Leng Yechen's head, unrelenting.

Cold Night plunged his face into a chilling smile, "My godfather's skills are truly impressive, hiding himself so deeply. On one hand, he acts as the undisputed leader, devouring everything in his path; on the other, he teaches me what is righteous, putting on a facade of justice."

"Xiao Chen, if your grandfather knew, you kidnapped my father…"

"If my grandfather knew that you kidnapped my mother, what do you think he would do" Leng Yechen interrupted Xia Yangxiao directly.

Xia Yangxiao insisted as ever: "I did not kidnap your mother!"

"Does a fake father dare to do what he doesn't dare" Leng Ye asked in a deep, cold voice.

Xia Yangxiao had to change the subject and frankly admitted, "Yimuo is my daughter."

"Hmph," Leng Yechen snorted disdainfully.

“You know very well that I'm looking for my daughter, and you also knew long ago that Mo is my daughter, but you have been hiding her from me. You keep leading my people around in circles, preventing them from finding Mo, and stopping me from being reunited with my daughter. Xia Chen, this is malicious intent.” Xia Yangxiao accused.

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