Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

Chapter 522 Sleeping Together on a Rainy Night: Ye Haoxuan and Le Huizhen's Calm Moments

Hong Kong Island, late at night.

The torrential rain pounded against the apartment windows, making a pattering sound like a somber lullaby.

The bedroom was dimly lit, with only a small bedside nightlight on. Under the warm yellow light, the air felt sticky and gentle.

Le Huizhen curled up beside Ye Haoxuan, her long black hair scattered on the pillow, her breathing even and deep, she was fast asleep.

Her hand unconsciously rested on Ye Haoxuan's arm, as if she had grasped the most secure support, and a faint smile lingered on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the bedside table started vibrating, its buzzing sound particularly clear in the quiet bedroom.

Ye Haoxuan's eyes flickered slightly, and his movements were as gentle as a feather as he slowly withdrew his hand, as if afraid of disturbing the person beside him.

He picked up his mobile phone, walked barefoot to the balcony, and casually closed the glass door to shut out the sound of rain and vibrations.

When he answered the phone, he listened quietly without even frowning, as if the person on the other end wasn't talking about the momentous event of "Jiang Tiansheng's death," but simply reporting the day's weather.

"understood."

"Tell the brothers to retreat, be careful to stay hidden, and don't leave any loose ends."

"We'll talk about the rest when it gets light."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Haoxuan looked down at the raindrops on his palm, casually wiped his fingertips on his trouser leg, his expression completely calm.

Jiang Tiansheng is dead, and the camel has run away. This is just part of the plan, nothing to be surprised about.

He turned and went back to the bedroom. The sound of rain suddenly subsided the moment the glass door closed.

Startled by the slight noise, Yue Huizhen let out a soft moan, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she groped her way closer to him.

Ye Haoxuan quickly walked to the bedside, bent down and lay down. As soon as he adjusted his position, Le Huizhen seemed to have found a source of warmth, immediately snuggling into his arms, burying her head in his chest, and wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, her voice still soft and nasal from just waking up:

"Where did you go... It's so cold."

She pressed her cheek against his slightly cool skin and unconsciously rubbed against him, as if trying to draw warmth from it.

Ye Haoxuan raised his hand and gently patted her back, his palm carrying just the right amount of warmth, his voice extremely soft, almost blending into the sound of the rain:

"I went to the balcony for some fresh air, and I'm fine now."

He reached out and pulled the blanket over them, wrapping them both up even tighter. With his other hand, he gently combed her disheveled long hair, his fingertips tracing her smooth forehead with incredibly tender movements.

Le Huizhen squinted, groggily looked up, nuzzled her nose against his chin, and mumbled:

"Is there trouble again?"

She had been with Ye Haoxuan for so long that she was used to him handling affairs late at night, but she couldn't help but worry every time.

"It was a small problem, it's been taken care of." Ye Haoxuan lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her smooth forehead, his tone soothing. "Don't think about it, just get some sleep. With me here, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Yue Huizhen seemed to be soothed by the gentle tone and kiss. The corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she stopped asking questions. She buried her head in his chest again, her breathing gradually calmed down, and she fell asleep again.

Ye Haoxuan maintained his embrace, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

The torrential rain continued outside the window, and undercurrents were surging in the underworld of Hong Kong. The news of Chiang Tin-sang's death would soon unleash a massive wave, and the retaliation of Tung Sing was imminent.

But at this moment, the person in his arms was sleeping soundly, and the warmth of their body seeped through their clothes, dispelling the chill of the night.

Ye Haoxuan tightened his arms, holding her even closer.

Aren't the battles and clashes of the martial world all for the sake of protecting the peace and security around us?

Even if the sky were to fall, he would hold it up.

As long as his woman can sleep soundly, even if Hong Kong is turned upside down tonight, it has nothing to do with him at this moment.

He closed his eyes, feeling the rhythm of the person in his arms' breathing, and his own heartbeat gradually calmed down, a barely perceptible gentle smile curving his lips.

at the same time.

Lui Yiu-yeung, who is in Hong Kong Island, is on the phone with Camel.

On the cell phone, Camel's voice, hoarse like a broken gong, mixed with heavy breathing, was full of rage:

"Jiang Tiansheng is dead! He was killed by that bastard Liangzai Xuan!"

"I got shot in Windmill Country! If I hadn't been wearing a bulletproof vest, I would have been buried with that old bastard today!"

"Listen to me!"

"Half an hour! No matter where you are, get back to the main building and assemble!"

"Bring plenty of machetes, steel pipes, and guns!"

"I'm going to raze all of Hung Hing's establishments to the ground! I'm going to make Handsome Hin pay with his life!"

Lei Yaoyang's face turned pale, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. "Brother, wait, did you see with your own eyes that it was Liangzai Xuan's men?"

The camel paused for a moment, then roared, "Who else could it be but him?"

Lei Yaoyang: "Brother, calm down."

"I'm furious too."

"However, we need to investigate this matter thoroughly."

"What if he's not one of Handsome Xuan's people?"

"Of course, we're going to deal with Handsome Xuan."

"But we're not ready yet."

"Don't disrupt our plans."

The camel hesitated for a moment, then roared again:

"Then hurry up and investigate!"

"Yes!" Lei Yaoyang hung up the phone, cursing inwardly.

"Damn it, investigation? You think they're assassins from Windmill Country? I'm in Hong Kong, what kind of investigation am I supposed to do?!"