Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

The other is about spending money to help others avert disaster. Whoever hires them for a job, you can bet there’s no messing around; they’re the Special Ops team of the assassination group.

Didn’t they solve a kidnapping group issue earlier? Hehe... the British Government should award them as a good organization that protects citizens’ property and lives.

And Ye Chenfeng belongs to that type of enchanting man, where any female creature, upon seeing Ye Chenfeng, would automatically stick to him like glue, impossible to shake off.

"Drive properly!" The man lowered his crossed leg and withdrew his gaze from the car window, "Has anything been happening in the gang recently?"

"Yes, Miss Shen has been coming to see you often. Does that count?" The man driving mentioned that it’s Miss Shen Youran, who was previously mentioned and will be further explained.

"Oh oh." Ye Chenfeng’s lips curled into a wicked smile, "Is she trying to borrow our high-interest loans again? She still has two installments she hasn’t repaid."

"No idea, she said this time it’s something more important, and we didn’t feel right to ask," the man driving replied honestly.

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes flashed with a shadow of cold light, pondering for a moment before speaking: "Call headquarters and let Miss Shen wait for me tonight at the Saint Pete Hotel."

"Yes, Boss."

Ye Chenfeng’s car passed security smoothly and left the amusement park, all according to Ye Chenfeng’s plan.

Yet, his mind kept floating back to Xia Qingqian’s shy and angry little face. He was actually quite pleased, curious to test tonight whether his family’s inherited genetic trait — once they fall for someone, it lasts a lifetime.

So, tonight he must test whether he really inherited that bizarre gene. Shen Youran serves as a good choice for that experiment.

Ye Chenfeng had overlooked one detail; he thought Xia Qingqian wouldn’t be able to return to China without her ID. But thinking this way, well, she’s mistaken.

He hadn’t seen clearly who Xia Qingqian was with, but they were on a private helicopter, completely bypassing the need for an ID.

When Xia Qingqian realized her ID was missing, she returned to her previous room, frantically searching everywhere. It wasn’t likely to be in the cabinets, but she wouldn’t miss any corner, even combing through all corners of the villa without finding a trace of her ID.

That’s odd! It was still there today. How could it be gone as soon as she started looking?

"What are you looking for?" Beitang Yao lifted his head from his computer, asking softly as he watched Xia Qingqian searching all over the place.

"Young Master, my ID is missing. What if I can’t leave when it’s time to go back?" It vanished precisely at this moment! How pathetic!

"Just get another one when you go back. We’re flying our private plane, no one will need to see your ID," Beitang Yao said casually, not bothered at all.

"What if someone picks it up and uses it for something bad?" Xia Qingqian worried, even though they’ll be taking a private plane and won’t need any documents, she feared someone might use her ID for malicious purposes, causing her trouble.

"Then I’ll send someone to deal with those causing trouble," Beitang Yao’s tone was calm, creating a stark contrast with Xia Qingqian’s anxiousness.