Yang Fei opened the note, but it only had a simple phone number on it.

The note was signed with two round and beautiful characters: Lingling.

Chen Ruiling actually told Yang Fei her little name, revealing a girl's shyness and unease.

Mad Blade turned his head and finally couldn't hold back his strange laughter.

"Lingling, hahaha."

Yang Fei felt very touched.

On the Desolate Valley battlefield, Chen Ruiling's determined and heroic back while carrying him appeared in his mind again.

This female special forces soldier, who knew when a strand of emotional connection had gotten attached to Yang Fei.

After the special training ended, she still couldn't stop thinking about Yang Fei.

However, Yang Fei preferred to consider this feeling as the battlefield camaraderie between comrades, deeply buried in his heart.

He expressionlessly put away the note, and suddenly, with a Dragon Claw Hand, grabbed Mad Blade somewhere.

Mad Blade's laughter turned into screams.

Mad Blade bent over holding his pants, his scream was utterly heart-wrenching.

Everyone in the waiting hall turned their heads, and the two on-duty policemen also noticed this side.

Yang Fei held back his laughter and patted Mad Blade's shoulder.

"Let's go, don't embarrass yourself here."

Fan Yi, like a javelin, walked past the immobile Mad Blade.

He also patted Mad Blade's shoulder and sighed.

Long Xia and others walked past Mad Blade, following Fan Yi's example, patted him on the shoulder, sighed, and displayed a look of mourning.

Mad Blade's face turned eggplant-colored.

He finally caught his breath: "Little Bird Yang, I'm going to fight you."

Hearing Mad Blade's wolf-like howl, Yang Fei bolted.

Not running a few steps, a fiery red Mercedes sports car rushed out from a parking spot ahead and stopped in front of Yang Fei.

Screech!

The sharp brake sound pierced the eardrums, but a mischievous smile appeared on Yang Fei's face.

The person in the car was none other than the long-time-no-see white-collar executive Chen Ke.

Chen Ke, with cheeks like porcelain, wore oversized sunglasses.

She took off her sunglasses and greeted Yang Fei.

"Yang Fei, welcome back. Sister Yinxue asked me to pick you up."

Yang Fei unceremoniously got into the passenger seat, put an arm around her round shoulder, and kissed her cheek.

"Quick, go, hurry."

Chen Ke smelled the strong scent of gunpowder on him and looked at his bandaged shoulder, her eyes immediately turned red.

Yang Fei's identity was no longer a secret; all the women knew now.

However, seeing him actually wounded with a gunshot was something Chen Ke couldn't accept.

Who would have thought this carefree rogue actually survived the battlefield full of gunfire?

At this moment, Mad Blade was already charging over from a distance.

The pleased Yang Fei immediately waved his hand.

"Drive quickly, that brat Mad Blade is coming after me for hitting his nuts."

Chen Ke glanced at Mad Blade, only to see his running posture extremely awkward, with his hips sticking out and bending over, grinning in pain, making her involuntarily laugh out loud.

She started the car and sighed.

"You, you, so mischievous even with such serious injuries."

"I don't know what karma I accumulated to end up falling for a bad guy like you..."

At this point, she suddenly stopped talking, blushing.

Not far away, Mad Blade was panting heavily as he ran over.

Chen Ke promptly started the car, and the Mercedes sped off like an arrow with a swoosh.

With a smiling face, Yang Fei waved elegantly at the chest-beating Mad Blade behind, whistled loudly, and laughed heartily.

Seeing his vibrant appearance, Chen Ke's heart was filled with tender affection.

She suddenly leaned over and kissed Yang Fei lightly on the cheek.

"Thank God, you finally came back alive."

Yang Fei, seeing the once-dominating Chen Ke with a tender, womanly smile, felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Chen Ke looked at Yang Fei softly, the car speed unchanged.

"Yang Fei, Sister Yinxue is waiting for us."

Yang Fei laughed heartily and patted her round shoulder.

"Let's go, if Mad Blade catches up, it'll be a big drama."

Yang Fei giggled, admiring her beautiful curves from the side.

Yang Fei's heart felt a bit ticklish, and Chen Ke rolled her eyes at him.

"You rascal, what are you looking at?"

Half an hour later, Chen Ke brought Yang Fei to the Yalan International office building.

Su Yinxue had important matters to discuss with Yang Fei.

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