CHAPTER 565: CHAPTER 549: THE LAST NIGHT

At three in the morning, Jiang Xiaoxiao saw the curtains by the balcony door flutter in the darkness.

Unable to sleep, she lay in the dark waiting for Song Moting to appear.

She didn’t hear any sound, only the slight flutter of the curtains hinted at his arrival, then his dark silhouette appeared in the gloom.

She sat up and tightened her clothes; here she couldn’t be as casual as she was at home. He moved silently across the room, accurately reaching the bedside.

He bent down and placed his mouth near her ear, making a silent gesture.

He began to search the room.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was already accustomed to the darkness, able to see clearly even in it. Song Moting calmly checked the entire room.

Not a corner was overlooked.

After five minutes, Song Moting came to her side.

"No bugs.!"

"I checked as soon as I arrived and found nothing of the sort."

She replied in a very low voice.

"The previous room had them."

"Permanent or temporary?"

"Permanent. He wants to monitor the people in that room. Both you and I are actually his surveillance targets, although I fare a bit better. At least he thinks I’m one of his own."

When he sat on the bed, the mattress sank towards his direction.

She suppressed a sudden surge of panic.

"What about Tang Yuan? Will Mu Shaocheng really bring Tang Yuan here?"

She had been panicking all night, worrying about this.

It was unforgivable to harm her family.

"Don’t worry, Tang Yuan is safe, Mu Feng is one of our people, and he’ll bring back another child. You have to pretend to comply willingly."

Song Moting wrapped Jiang Xiaoxiao tightly in his arms; he truly missed his wife’s warm and fragrant presence and soft body after months apart.

Meeting here was something he hadn’t anticipated.

Mu Feng couldn’t go overboard on many things.

He couldn’t expose his identity.

Yet somehow, Jiang Xiaoxiao became involved, and the moment Song Moting found out, he wished he could punch Jin Dachuan.

If it weren’t for Jin Dachuan’s careless instructions, Jiang Xiaoxiao wouldn’t have been drawn into this.

Now it’s not just Jiang Xiaoxiao; it’s a group of people.

Luckily, Wu Weiguo isn’t too bad.

The Jiang family’s people and those around Tang Yuan are protected secretly.

This is something Mu Feng didn’t need to hide; it’s also a method to make Mu Shaocheng cautious.

The problem is that Jiang Xiaoxiao is already here, and Song Moting feels a discomfort in his heart.

This is his most cherished wife, now trapped just like him.

"Today didn’t hurt you, did it?"

He asked, his voice filled with concern.

"I originally thought you wouldn’t recognize me. When I saw you, you weren’t surprised at all. I thought you didn’t recognize me."

"How could I not! My heart was in my throat, didn’t you see I kept staring at Mu Feng, just wondering why he didn’t recognize you. I recognized you right away."

She tried to speak in a steady voice.

"Luckily, everything went fine, I handled it."

"The result proved that was the perfect response, you acted just right."

Jiang Xiaoxiao touched Song Moting’s cheek, noting how different he was now from the Song Moting she remembered.

If she weren’t so familiar with him, she wouldn’t believe the person in front of her was Song Moting.

"What kind of disguise did you use? You look completely different."

"Changed the hairline, straightened the eyebrows, inserted thin strips in the jaw to alter the face shape."

Song Moting meticulously caressed Jiang Xiaoxiao’s skin, unwilling to part as his palm roamed inch by inch across his territory.

How long had they not seen each other.

How long since they had been intimate.

"How long have you been operating as Mr. Shi? Why does Mu Shaocheng trust you so much?"

She worried about Song Moting being recognized by Mu Shaocheng.

Even with Mu Feng acting as a mole, it didn’t make sense.

Was Mu Feng insane, to deal with his own father like this.

"For several years now. Initially, it was just a name in the files, but gradually I added some things related to him, descriptions of appearance, a photo revealing nothing. But it was enough to make everyone deeply believe in my identity."

She raised her head, finding him watching her and sensing her unease.

"It’s fine."

He said softly, opening his arms to her.

Jiang Xiaoxiao voluntarily buried herself into his warm body, her head resting in his shoulder nook, feeling him embrace her and dispel her tension.

He kissed the top of her head.

His hand slid back and forth on her back, trying to relax her tense muscles.

"Tonight’s the last night; I won’t stay here until dawn."

Trying to keep his tone calm, but unable to suppress a trace of bitterness.

But maybe tomorrow could be their last day; he wasn’t a god, and could die.

Especially when faced with such fierce and ruthless people.

"Remember the power of positive thinking. Tonight is the first night, not the last."

Jiang Xiaoxiao tried to correct his word choice, not wanting to hear words like "last night."

They were distressing and terrifying.

Her peaches weren’t omnipotent either.

If anything happened, she’d be powerless.

"Okay, it’s the first night of a new Chapter."

Song Moting promised, lifting her face, giving her a warm kiss, then extending, expanding, deepening it.

He slowly became passionate, and the nature of the kiss would soon change.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought she would be tossed onto the bed, but he didn’t even slip his hand beneath her clothes.

A bird call sounded outside the window.

Everything then ended.

As he walked towards the balcony, she suddenly thought of a question.

"How did you get in?"

She had checked; the room was completely sealed.

"Mu Feng’s territory, how could there be no loopholes."

After saying those words, he disappeared outside the balcony door.

Jiang Xiaoxiao got out of bed to lock the balcony door and returned to bed.

Despite being exhausted, she couldn’t sleep.

Everything depended on the next twenty-four hours.

She had to focus on the matter, not on Song Moting.

What Song Moting just said shocked her; Mu Shaocheng’s madness was ghastly.

For money! Willing to drag the whole world to accompany him in doom.

Such a person exists.

Thinking about her own family, they had elderly and children, all defenseless people. Even if she could use peaches to save them, she couldn’t save everyone in the world.

Must destroy those things, especially those virus samples.

Mu Shaocheng must die.

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew that if Mu Shaocheng lived, he’d continue to find people to make those things; such a person would never admit defeat.

The solution, once and for all, was for Mu Shaocheng to die.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought of her peaches.

Perhaps the ancestral secret recipe could be brought out, isn’t Mu Shaocheng seeking it?

She’ll make Mu Shaocheng willingly drink the poison himself.

Once this ends and she returns home, she’ll have time to think about Song Moting, because then he would never disappear from her life and it wouldn’t matter anymore.

Now she should think about how to obtain the samples and deal with Mu Shaocheng.