Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Huo Wen’an saw Xu Xingguang coming downstairs laden with big and small bags. He thought to himself: Xu Xingguang likes bags.

Huo Wen’an quickly stepped forward to take the published books from her arms and asked, ”Is everything here?”

Xu Xingguang smirked mysteriously and replied, ”Almost, what needs to be taken is all here.” What doesn’t need to be taken, there’s no need to take for now.

”Alright then.”

Xu Xingguang cherished her bags, handling them carefully and without roughness.

She picked up a small black lambskin satchel and told Huo Wen’an, ”This is the first luxury brand bag my mom gave me for my 15th birthday. I treasure it a lot.”

”My mom is actually quite laid-back. She’s carried a hundred-thousand-yuan crocodile bag and also a twenty or thirty yuan canvas bag. But she was afraid of raising me to be materialistic and vain, so she never approved of me buying too many branded products. Hence, I have a deep impression of the first luxury bag I received in my life.”

Then, she picked up a cream-white handbag and said with a smile, ”This is the first bag I bought with my earnings from writing. It’s not expensive, just over ten thousand yuan, but it’s the one I carry the most often.”

Hearing this, Huo Wen’an chuckled and said, ”Because it gives you a sense of achievement.”

”Exactly.”

Xu Xingguang asked Huo Wen’an, ”What is the thing that gives you the greatest sense of achievement?”

Huo Wen’an thought for a moment before saying, ”None.”

Xu Xingguang raised an eyebrow, ”How can it be none? You’re already 28, have you achieved nothing?”

”I meant to say, something that gives me a great sense of achievement, I haven’t encountered it yet.” After a brief pause, Huo Wen’an shook his head and said, ”No, that’s not right. Being your boyfriend, I feel quite accomplished.”

Xu Xingguang smiled gently.

She sat down on the tail of the truck, while Huo Wen’an stood on the ground facing her, his right arm resting on the edge of the truck bed.

It was a slightly ambiguous but relatively polite distance.

As Xu Xingguang looked down, she could clearly see a few of Huo Wen’an’s eyelashes. She suddenly asked curiously, ”How many times have you been in love?”

Huo Wen’an answered without the slightest hesitation, ”First time.” After saying that, he raised his eyes to ask Xu Xingguang, ”Do you believe me?”

Xu Xingguang nodded, ”When you love someone, you don’t doubt them. I believe you. Of course, once I find out you’ve deceived me, your credibility with me will be zero.”

She smiled wilfully, almost cold-bloodedly, and said, ”Such a person doesn’t deserve to stand by my side.”

Huo Wen’an’s heart skipped a beat.

His fingers unconsciously curled, and he suddenly brought up, ”Would you mind if your boyfriend kept anything from you?”

Since Huo Wen’an could ask such a question, it indicated that he had secrets in his heart.

Xu Xingguang was a straightforward person, and she openly replied, ”Everyone has secrets in their heart. Concealment is not the same as deception. I allow you to keep some secrets from me, but I don’t allow you to use those secrets to deceive me.”

Changing the subject, she added, ”Of course, I also keep some things from you.”

Xu Xingguang suddenly reached out and touched Huo Wen’an’s eye corner, her finger tracing along it until it paused over his eyeball.

It was a very dangerous action.

Only Xu Xingguang could touch Huo Wen’an’s eyes so closely, and Huo Wen’an wasn’t angry, even a bit indulgent.

Xu Xingguang suddenly leaned closer to Huo Wen’an.

Just when Huo Wen’an thought Xu Xingguang was really going to kiss him this time, she puckered her lips and blew a breath towards his eye.

She said, ”There was a lint on your eyelash.”

Despite being teased by Xu Xingguang, Huo Wen’an wasn’t upset. He suddenly looked up outside the courtyard and said, ”Someone’s coming.”

Xu Xingguang jumped to the ground and looked up towards the courtyard gate with Huo Wen’an, seeing Xu Zeqing getting out of a taxi.

He was holding a suitcase in one hand and several shopping bags in his right hand, with his suit slightly wrinkled.

His face, however, looked radiant.

Anyone seeing him like this would think he came back on time to celebrate the kids’ birthday.

But when Xu Xingguang recalled the video screenshot she saw that morning, it felt ridiculous.

Xu Zeqing looked up and saw Xu Xingguang, and Huo Wen’an beside her. His expression immediately darkened. ”What are you doing at our house?”

Xu Zeqing wouldn’t forget how Huo Wen’an messed around with a water gun.

Xu Xingguang lightly explained, ”I asked him to come, to help me move things.”

Hearing this, Xu Zeqing then directed all his complaints towards Xu Xingguang, unhappily scolding, ”I told you before, he has a record, you should avoid associating with that kind of wastrel...”