"From now on, don't send me messages so frequently; you don't even know who I am."
Nan Mufeng stared at the phone screen, yearning to say, I know who you are! You're my wife! You're Jian Xi!
But he restrained himself.
He couldn't scare her away.
Even if he couldn't see her, knowing she was by his side, knowing she was safe, brought him peace...
Forget it, we'll talk when we meet! Anyway, he wouldn't let her stay away for too long.
"Okay, I got it," Nan Mufeng replied.
"Hmm."
The person on the other end returned with a feigned indifference before going offline. No matter what else Nan Mufeng sent, there was no further reply.
It always ended the conversation like this...
Oh! Nan Mufeng sighed, put away his phone, and started on his work.
Commander Liu had said, this mission could only succeed, not fail...
......
Time flew by day after day.
Watching Liu Ya climb into Edward's bed, Anthony and Helena were filled with sympathy for Nan Mufeng but had no other options.
