Fu Huai 'an's gaze turned increasingly deep as he gazed at his indistinct facial features reflected in the glass window.
After a long time, he lowered his eyes and took the box of cigarettes from the desk. He shook one out, bit it, and lit it.
"I don't know why you suddenly appeared on Lin Nuan's show, but this show has received too much attention this time around. I even know about it overseas! You don't have to be afraid of May Myint Yady, but if May Myint Yady sees that Lin Nuan is your weakness now, things will become troublesome. You've been in contact with that woman for so many years. I'm sure you know her methods better than I do … "
Gu Qingcheng's call was due to the show that received too much attention this time around. Also, Tang Xi had previously sent a letter to Fu Huai 'an saying that Xie Jingqiu had received news from the higher-ups that the US was going to change the people involved in Fu Huai' an's undercover mission back then.
Fu Huai 'an turned sideways and pulled over the ashtray on the desk. He tapped away the cigarette ash but still didn't make a sound.
Those memories that were hidden in the depths of Fu Huai 'an's memories … the scenes of his undercover days replayed in his mind …
After having Lin Nuan, Fu Huai 'an's life had been too comfortable, and these past events seemed like a lifetime ago.
Fu Huai 'an narrowed his eyes. "Once May Myint Yady gets her new identity, the first thing she should do is go to the place where her brother died. You can send a team there first. No matter how powerful she is, she doesn't have the power to take revenge alone. She will probably go to Mexico to look for her old lover, Marius. You can also send someone over to watch over her! "
"Already sent!" Gu Qingcheng's breathing was heavy. "I plan to send another three teams back to China to protect you. We don't have to take on any business, but your safety is the most important!"
This time, Fu Huai 'an didn't reject her.
The elites among the elites in Gu Qingcheng had all been sent to America's Li Muyang's side in order to control him!
He had to protect Lin Nuan and Yun Liuli, and he also had to arrange for people to guard against Li Muyang. After all, they were in Li Muyang's territory, so Gu Qingcheng had to be extra careful. Moreover, he had to get people to find out where the US government had hidden that Myanmar woman, May Myint Yady, and send people to the place where May Myint Yady's brother had died. He also had to go to Mexico to keep an eye on Marius …
This was the first time Gu Qingcheng felt that he was short of manpower. His manpower was too spread out!
It wasn't that there weren't enough people, but that there were too few elites!
The elite team that Fu Huai 'an had groomed was extremely powerful, and the selection of members was also extremely stringent. However, the more it was an elite team like this, the more they couldn't make do with people just to fill up the numbers!
In a team, there was no division of importance. Everyone was the soul of the team. Their tacit understanding had to be absolutely compatible. They had to be nurtured from the time they were all blank sheets of paper. This also led to the death of a team member. The team was almost crippled, and there was no way to add new people!
This was because the new members were not the same as the members who had been sacrificed. They had completely different habits. The members had already adapted to the habits and actions of their former teammates. If the new members could not completely replace the habits and actions of their former teammates, it would be especially easy for them to make fatal mistakes during the operation.
This was also why elite teams were so scarce.
"Old Fu, make some preparations!" Gu Qingcheng reminded Fu Huai 'an, "At least let Lin Nuan have some tricks up her sleeves. Even if the people around her die, at least she'll have a glimmer of hope. If Lin Nuan doesn't know anything, only death awaits her!"
Gu Qingcheng was preparing for the worst-case scenario. During this period of time, Gu Qingcheng had a premonition of impending danger.
It's not that Gu Qingcheng is scared.
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With May Myint Yady, there were some things that Gu Qingcheng had to guard against.
"During this period of time, Xiao Nuan and You Nainai have learned some things!" Fu Huai 'an stared at the dark night outside the window. "Don't worry!"
"I plan to send Xiao Liuli back to the country. This way, we can reduce the number of members in the team being too spread out and unable to take care of her!"
Gu Qingcheng sent Yun Liuli to Fu Huai 'an's place. If a team followed Yun Liuli over, Fu Huai' an would have more people he could mobilize!
Fu Huai 'an agreed and promised Gu Qingcheng that he would take good care of Yun Liuli.
After hanging up the call, Fu Huai 'an stared at his indistinct shadow in the French windows in a daze …
He had wanted to give Lin Nuan a peaceful and blissful life, but he had no idea how long such a life could last.
The wind wasn't loud in the winter. Through the glass window, Fu Huai 'an could see the swaying branches of the trees.
Originally, someone with such a past like Fu Huai 'an shouldn't be looking forward to this … blissful life with Lin Nuan!
His past was like a ticking time bomb. Who knew when it would explode and hurt the people around him?
Lin Nuan was Fu Huai 'an's wife, the person closest to him in this world.
In Fu Huai 'an's mind …
It was the first time he saw Lin Nuan. She was carrying the child with one hand, closing her eyes and pressing the safety on the gun.
It was the time when Lin Nuan carried the child and confessed that her legs were weak and she couldn't stand up. Her fair and petite face was hidden under the dirt, leaving only a pair of clear and bright eyes.
It was the time when she firmly and seriously called Fu Huai 'an "Uncle from the People's Liberation Army", saying that he needed the bulletproof vest more than she did …
Fu Huai 'an exhaled a thin puff of smoke, blurring his reflection in the glass window. He recalled Lin Nuan's words about not letting him smoke. He turned his head and put out the cigarette in the ashtray.
Fu Huai 'an's greatest regret in this life was not being able to protect Jiang Ming' an and Lu Xiangsi!
Lin Nuan … he wouldn't let anything happen to her again.
"Thud thud thud —"
There was a knock on the door. Fu Huai 'an straightened his body and opened the window a little, letting the faint smell of smoke in the study dissipate. He then said, "Come in …"
The door to the study was pushed open, and Lin Nuan's head popped in first. Seeing that Fu Huai 'an wasn't busy, she entered the study and closed the door. She gripped her phone tightly and said to Fu Huai' an, "Lin Ran called. She said … Brother's surgery was a success!"
Lin Nuan then laughed softly. She couldn't hold back her tears, and her throat choked up. "Brother's surgery was a success! He's fine … That tumor is benign! Doctor Guan said that the position is fine too! "
The corners of Fu Huai 'an's lips curled up as he waved at Lin Nuan.
Lin Nuan quickly walked up to Fu Huai 'an and gazed at him with her teary and red eyes. She couldn't resist … burying her head in Fu Huai' an's arms and tightly hugging his waist. She mumbled in a low voice, "Brother is fine now …"
"It's a good thing that the surgery was a success!" Fu Huai 'an comforted Lin Nuan in a low voice, his large and warm hand caressing her shoulder.
Lin Nuan hugged Fu Huai 'an even tighter and turned her head to look at the pitch-black night outside the French windows. "I was worried to death. I kept thinking … if something happened to Brother during the surgery, how should I tell the Lins about this? How should I explain it to them so that they won't feel so hopeless?"
In the quiet study, Fu Huai 'an didn't utter a sound. He lowered his head and kissed the top of Lin Nuan's head.
(End of this chapter)
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