An Xunuo still followed Ye Ningyuan to the Middle East.

While she did not ask him for help, he actively became her escape plan and she had no reason to turn him down.

On the plane, An Xunuo looked at Ye Ningyuan coldly as he read his magazine and did not seem to sense her presence. He was neither friendly nor estranged but seemed more indifferent.

She recalled everything she was after she had lost her memory: her idiot-like self and that man who utterly cared for her and carried her to sleep every night and gave her warmth and comfort

He was very gentle.

While he was two different people, he really showed her patience and gentleness in that period of time. She had this illusion that she was his most-treasured precious that nobody else could lay a finger on.

He had kissed her and saw her body several times. She was no longer that silly Xunuo who knew nothing. She knew that he had a desire for her

That morning, she woke up earlier than him. As she often hugged him to sleep, he, afraid that she was not in a comfortable sleeping position, would have her rest her head against his arm as she slept. Since the room was comfortable, she would often wrap herself against his legs and naughtily rub against his legs. That morning, she accidentally brushed her leg against his stiffness and he suddenly woke up. In her muddleheadedness, she stupidly asked him what was down there that was so hard that she did not have before reaching out to stroke it

Although her hands were separated by a layer of clothing, she felt whatever in her hand became that bit larger. He hurried into the bathroom as though he were fleeing from her. When he came out, he was already calm.

In her muddleheadedness, she held him and asked him with a gaze that had an impulse to undress him. Panicking from her pestering, he bloviated, confusing her to the point she forgot the question.

An Xunuo could not help but look away and secretly called herself an idiot. She was surely idiotic enough. How did she end up like such an idiot? She wished she could completely forget this memory.

However, this memory of his goodness and gentleness was stubbornly lodged in her heart.

Anybody who could enjoy his gentleness and care must have been a fortunate woman. It was a shame that the woman was somebody else and not her.

His incredible doting of her did create an illusion.

At this moment, while she was still herself, he treated her as though she was as invisible as air. Ye Ningyuans gentleness and care were targeted at that idiot of a Xunuo rather than her.

Ye Ningyuan, are you feigning your gentlemanliness? Xunuo suddenly asked.

Am I very gentlemanly? Ye Ningyuan plainly said without raising his eyebrows. Compared to my old man, I am very gentlemanly.

The term gentlemanly was not without reference.

An Xunuo tucked her lips. While she knew that he was different from what he was to the point he was really not as gentle as he made himself out to be, he was, however, really a gentleman. Considering she had lost her memory and knew nothing back then, she would not have been able to resist whatever he had wanted to do with her and would have even enjoyed it.

The only time he lost it was when he kissed her crazily that night. His kisses were comforting if it werent for her taking the initiative and tightly planting her lips against his.

And he hugged her to sleep every night

It was not as though it were inappropriate.

Shoo, shoo, shoo! An Xunuo, what nonsense are you thinking? Its as though you wish he would do something to you. Stop thinking about it!

That scoundrel.

Ye Ningyuan flipped his magazine and teasingly said, It seems that I was too gentlemanly, and Miss An seems very disappointed.

An Xunuo grabbed the ashtray on the plane and flung it at him. Ye Ningyuan gently caught it and politely put it down before continuing to read his magazine. They spent the night and day in silence.

An Xunuo had finally figured something out. Ye Ningyuan was consistent in his emotions and actions. He knew very well to whom he should be showering gentleness and showing coldness.

And she was actually a little unhappy about that.

The plane landed in Muscat. An Xunuo got off the plane and wanted to bid farewell, but Ye Ningyuan passed her a cell phone and said, Theres only one number in the cell phone. Call it, and you will be able to get me.

Initially, she wanted to reject it, but she gave it some thought and eventually accepted it.

Ye Ningyuan did not hold her back and bid her farewell.

At some five-star hotel in Muscat.

When An Xunuo reached the hotel, she slumped into the bed and fell asleep as she had never had a good sleep for days. Since she had gone by another name, nobody would be able to find her. The Middle East was safe for now. She was tired and needed a good rest.

She suddenly felt a tinge of sadness.

She was very tired as she faced her dangers alone. Nobody poured out love and concern on her.

From now on, she had to face everything alone.

She dispelled that slight discomfort, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was in the afternoon. Her cell phone rang, and the caller was Silver Cloud. She paused and picked up the call. Where are you?

The Middle East.

Is Ye Ningyuan with you? Silver Cloud sounded as cold as an angel from hell.

No! She frowned.

Youre lying! My men saw you board his plane.

Indeed, she had boarded Black Js plane. She was taken aback. That said, Silver Cloud knew Ye Ningyuans identity. Calm down, Xunuo. Calm down. There is nothing panic-worthy here, and its not as though youve not encountered tackier situations than this.

Silver Cloud, your men must have messed up, An Xunuo coldly said. She had no intention to linger on the topic. What are you calling me for?

You have yet to complete your previous mission, which is to kill Ye Ningyuan.

I have been very tired recently. My old man has just died, and Im not in the mood to kill.

Youre not in the mood to kill, but you left behind a massive trail of blood in London. An Xunuo, please work on your excuses.

Silver Cloud, cut that passive-aggressiveness. Who the f*** do you think you are? If I dont want to do it, I dont! An Xunuo replied coldly with a hint of intimidation. Im leaving the organization.

There was a pause on the other end, followed by cold laughter. Youre leaving the organization for a man?

Silver Cloud, I dislike you, An Xunuo coldly said. To think you wear a disgusting mask and just give orders all day. I do what I like. Whether I kill Ye Ningyuan or not depends on how I feel. Youll not tell me to kill him, so f*** off!

Hmmph! Please do not tell me that you have instead fallen in love with him after spending over ten days with him. The voice on the other end sounded cryptic. An Xunuo was quite sure Silver Cloud knew Ye Ningyuans identity.

If you want to kill him, send somebody else.

No, I just want you to do it!

What the f***! Piss off! An Xunuo coldly ended the call and threw the phone into the rubbish bin.