What to Do After Being Transported into a Mature-Themed Novel and Caught in a Storm of Passion - Chapter 45
But who could say whether Young General Yan had personal motives in this matter?
Upon hearing Yan Yi’s words, Yan Qiao fell into deep thought. For a moment, the only sound in the two-person office was the mechanical ticking of the clock.
Truthfully, Yan Qiao’s first reaction to Feng Jiye kidnapping Xue Zhixiao was shocked. Shock that someone dared to snatch a person right under Yan Yi’s nose—within the Yan family’s sphere of influence! Shock that Yan Yi couldn’t even keep hold of a woman, letting his closest friend steal her away overnight!
Yet within that shock lingered traces of surprise and a hint of amusement. Surprise that two sworn brothers would rupture their bond so easily over a woman. Surprise that this woman possessed such charm, making two men who’d never cared for women before fight over her at all costs.
Amusement—amusement at how these youths acted on impulse for a woman’s sake. One disregarded brotherhood, the other ignored the bigger picture. Both reckless and romantic, living only for the moment.
As the saying goes, “What’s youth without a little wildness?”
Countless thoughts raced through Yan Qiao’s mind, though none showed on his face. His chiseled features exuded steady composure with an undercurrent of authority; his sharp eyes half-lidded to conceal all intent.
Since adulthood, he’d obeyed family orders to join the military, groomed to become another pillar of the Yan clan. For years he’d strived single-mindedly to bring honor to his family—and fortunately, he’d now fulfilled that duty. Only…
A shadow flickered through Yan Qiao’s eyes, too fast to catch.
Even with his current enviable military rank—and the lieutenant general promotion slated for next year that would finally justify his family’s investments—the apocalypse had arrived without warning…
After a long silence, Yan Qiao reined in his thoughts and frowned slightly at his disappointing younger cousin.
Given its sensitive military implications and unsavory nature, the seasoned General Yan didn’t fully agree to Yan Yi’s request. Still, family was family, and the target might soon join their ranks too. General Yan immediately decreed he’d handle the retrieval personally.
But who could say whether Young General Yan had personal motives in this matter?
Likewise, could Young Master Yan Yi—freshly betrayed by his most trusted friend—still place complete faith in his cousin General Yan?
Moreover, how would Feng Jiye, a master of evasion and pursuit, counter the full might of General Yan’s hunt?
What unexpected twists might arise in this game of cat-and-mouse?
Our sole witness, Xue Zhixiao, currently relished grilled fish, which was personally caught and cooked by Young Master Feng. It was utterly carefree and content.
“You beast, don’t char it so much! It’s bitter and gross!”
“As you command, Your Highness!”
They sat by the riverside around a crackling fire, roasting fresh catch while fish soup simmered in a pot, saturating the air with savory richness.
Xue Zhixiao lounged on a cushion with half-eaten fish in one hand and an iced beer in the other. Azure skies stretched above, endless grasslands before her. The balmy breeze occasionally kissed her cheeks, toying with loose hair strands.
She took a sip of frosty beer—crisp, cool, exhilarating.
“Ahhh~ Perfect!”