Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

”More or less.” Xu Xingguang shared what she knew: ”It’s about those who were chosen to become intelligence agents while still in the womb. They have two identities, one as ordinary citizens of Xia Country and one as intelligence agents of Great Sheep Country.”

”As ordinary citizens of Xia Country, they try to lead their lives as inconspicuous, ordinary people. When they are young, they must be quiet, obedient, and well-behaved; when they study, they absolutely cannot achieve outstanding grades that would draw attention.”

”In short, to deceive the citizens and the government of Xia Country outwardly, they must live like invisible people. This way, they can be placed in any institution without arousing suspicion.”

”Moreover, who they make friends with, whom they marry, even what they eat and wear, and how they live must be approved and monitored by the leaders of Great Sheep Country.”

After speaking, Xu Xingguang frowned and glanced at Zheng Lie.

He was clearly standing behind the staff, evidently with a tall stature, yet he seemed completely without any presence.

It turned out he was once an intelligence seed.

”Yes.” Huo Wen’an said, ”I once secretly filmed a personal documentary about his life. He was my actor, but he didn’t know of my existence until the filming was over. Then I found him and bought him out from the Great Sheep Country intelligence agency.”

”Afterward, he came with me and became someone beside me.”

Understanding the bond between Zheng Lie and Huo Wen’an, Xu Xingguang finally understood why Zheng Lie was absolutely loyal to Huo Wen’an.

Because Huo Wen’an changed Zheng Lie’s life trajectory, transforming him from a puppet controlled by others into a real person.

”I want to see that documentary.”

”Alright.”

Finishing work earlier today, Fang Jinsu took Xu Xingguang and the others back to his villa after returning to the city. Fang Jinsu had long instructed the assistant to prepare the ingredients, and Xu Xingguang cooked a rather sumptuous dinner for them.

Huo Wen’an felt unwell, his appetite was average, but he graciously tasted every dish Xu Xingguang made.

After eating, Huo Wen’an felt particularly uncomfortable in his stomach, so after returning to the hotel, Xu Xingguang cooked a bowl of digestive soup for him.

Xu Xingguang curled up on the sofa with Huo Wen’an’s computer, watching the personal documentary that Huo Wen’an had filmed, while Huo Wen’an lay on the bed rubbing his belly. He sighed, ”So this is what it feels like to eat and sleep, sleep and eat.”

Fearless is truly blessed.

Xu Xingguang was quite absorbed in watching the documentary film and ignored Huo Wen’an.

When she finished watching the documentary and wanted to discuss the plot with Huo Wen’an, she found that Huo Wen’an had already fallen asleep on her bed.

After he fell asleep, his body curled up sideways, like a child without a sense of security embracing himself.

Xu Xingguang first sent that personal documentary titled ”Puppet” to Zhen Wang, hesitated for a moment, and then changed into her pajamas to lie beside Huo Wen’an.

Huo Wen’an woke up at three in the morning, opened his eyes, and saw Xu Xingguang’s face just inches away, his breath momentarily stopped.

He was sharing a bed with Xingguang!

At this moment, Huo Wen’an loathed his frail body, having the desire but not the strength.

Xu Xingguang suddenly opened her eyes, drowsily glanced at him, then covered Huo Wen’an’s eyes with her hand. She said, ”Don’t look at me with eyes that want me, especially when your current broken body can’t satisfy me.”

Huo Wen’an was extremely embarrassed.

Hearing Xu Xingguang speak the most blunt and bold words with the calmest tone made his face flush and heart race. ”Do you even know what shame is?”

”I’ve already outgrown the age of easily getting shy.” Xu Xingguang lamented, ”You’re only twenty-eight or nine, your skills are still shallow.”

And as for her, though she wore the guise of a young woman, her soul was already an old monster hundreds of years old.

Having seen every kind of scene, she wouldn’t easily blush anymore.

Huo Wen’an thought Xu Xingguang was talking about some internet meme he didn’t know, so he said, ”Alright then, you’re experienced, and I have shallow skills.”

”I can’t sleep anymore.” Feeling anxious, Huo Wen’an just wanted to hug Xu Xingguang and kiss her. But with his broken body, even if he could kiss, he couldn’t taste, and they’d both end up feeling uncomfortable.

Huo Wen’an suddenly said, ”I heard that the barbecue stalls in West Continent City stay open all night. Let’s go have some barbecue.”

”At this time?”

”Yeah, shall we?”

Xu Xingguang teased, ”Going for barbecue at three in the morning? Fool.”

Yet she accompanied Huo Wen’an and played the fool.

Xu Xingguang took Huo Wen’an to the barbecue shop where she and Cheng Xizhou had been. At this hour there weren’t many people, so she and Huo Wen’an sat in the main hall.

Huo Wen’an had damaged organs and couldn’t eat heavy-flavored food, so Xu Xingguang ordered porridge and steamed seafood eggs for him. She herself only wanted two skewers of squid.

Seeing she only ordered two things, Huo Wen’an said, ”Didn’t you want to eat grilled durian? I’ll accompany you.”

So Xu Xingguang ordered a grilled durian.

Grilled durian takes a bit longer, so Xu Xingguang and Huo Wen’an chatted about recent happenings on the island. Suddenly, Xu Xingguang’s gaze focused, and she stared outside the barbecue shop, surprised: ”You Jiaoyang?”

The man standing outside the shop wore an ink-black silk shirt, a red scarf tied around his neck, and still wore those refined gold-rimmed glasses. Long pants paired with leather shoes highlighted his long legs and slim waist.

Xu Xingguang had never seen this style of attire on You Jiaoyang. Her impression of You Jiaoyang was almost always in a British casual style.

Tonight’s You Jiaoyang looked like a meticulously dressed noble son; he was both elegantly gentlemanly and proudly abstinent.

When did You Jiaoyang change his style so thoroughly?