Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 184 Zhan Guiting transforms into a male scheming woman to pursue his wife

Wen Zijin walked out of the restaurant.

Zhan Guiting followed behind, his keen senses suddenly detecting something. Looking in a certain direction, he saw a fully armed man in black holding a machine gun on the top floor of a tall building, scanning Wen Zijing.

The man frowned, wanting to draw his gun first, but it was already too late.

With a loud bang, a bullet fell from the sky, sparks flying, heading straight for Wen Zijin's head.

"Step aside."

Zhan Guiting lunged forward, pressed her head down, and threw her to the ground.

With Zhan Guiting pinning her down and protecting her tightly, Wen Zijing looked up and immediately saw the man in black on the high-rise building.

The man in black met Wen Zijing's gaze, then cowered and quickly withdrew, putting away his gun.

Wen Zijing had no intention of chasing after them; there were probably countless traps waiting for her ahead.

"You've been shot." Wen Zijing lowered her eyes and saw that Zhan Guiting's shoulder had been grazed by a bullet.

Seeing Wen Zijing's worried expression, Zhan Guiting's eyes flashed, and he changed his tune, rolling over and lying on the ground, "Ouch, it hurts, am I going to die?"

Wen Zijing laughed speechlessly. What kind of Martian language is this? She probably learned it from YoYo.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a scratch, you won't die."

"But I'm in so much pain, I have no strength, I can't get up, please help me."

Zhan Guiting raised a hand, gesturing for Wen Zijing to help him up.

Helpless, Wen Zijing reached out a hand and pulled him up.

Zhan Guiting leaned into Wen Zijin's arms, looking every bit the male green tea bitch.

Wen Zijing was speechless. Who did he learn this from? He's changed a lot in the three years since I last saw him.

"Let me take you to the hospital," Wen Zijin said, supporting him.

The man said softly, "I won't go to the hospital, I'll go to your house."

Wen Zijin: "........."

This man is truly making her look at him in a new light.

He was injured because of Zhan Guiting. If Zhan Guiting hadn't taken that bullet for him, he might have died. Out of gratitude, Wen Zijing still took him home.

Back home, Wen Zijing threw Zhan Guiting onto the sofa.

"Be gentle, I'm injured now, you'd better be gentle with the injured." Zhan Guiting lay down and said with a smile.

"Don't push your luck." Wen Zijing took the medicine box, squatted down, and started to stop the bleeding, disinfect, apply medicine, and bandage him.

Seeing Wen Zijin so serious, Zhan Guiting couldn't help but quickly kiss her.

Wen Zijin glared at him, but Zhan Guiting grinned and said, "You look so cute when you're worried about me."

"Are you asking for a beating?!" Wen Zijin tightened her grip.

"Ouch, be gentle!" Zhan Guiting cried out in pain, but his face remained smiling throughout.

After bandaging the wound, Wen Zijing placed the medicine box on the coffee table and sat down beside it.

"Don't touch water recently. I don't need to remind you, you should know that yourself."

Zhan Guiting looked at her, his heart and eyes filled with her, and as he looked at her, he wanted to rush over and kiss her.

But Wen Zijing's question interrupted him: "Why did you risk your life to save me?"

She knew the answer perfectly well, but she just wanted him to say it out loud.

"I love you. You are the girl I would give my life to protect." Zhan Guiting gazed at Wen Zijin, his clear eyes filled with tenderness, and the intense love he exuded was like the surging waves of the sea, rippling layer upon layer.

Wen Zijin was unaware of his own descent into depravity.

After realizing what was happening, she looked away.

She is an assassin, and not just any assassin. She is a black agent working for the National Intelligence Agency. The Wen family has protected national security for generations, and she was born to live for that purpose as well. Among her brothers, apart from her eldest brother Wen Yuzhuo, she is the most talented and has the strongest combat power.

She couldn't have both her mission and her feelings; she had to choose one. Otherwise, how could she have left alone without her triplets?

"You started your talent agency because you considered breaking away from the Wen family organization, so you've been slowly trying to do so, right?" Zhan Guiting guessed.

"how do you know?"

"I guessed it. Although I may not be the one who understands you best in the world, I do know you, and you can't let me go."

"Go to hell, stop being so self-righteous," Wen Zijing said irritably.

Zhan Guiting grinned, showing his bright white teeth, for a while, then his expression turned serious. He grabbed Wen Zijing's hand and rubbed it, saying, "Let's work together, okay? Let's give the children a complete family."

"Although your identity is special, I believe that you don't have to give up either love or family mission."

Wen Zijing looked at Zhan Guiting and suddenly threw herself into his arms. She had finally found that familiar embrace again.

"Yoyo will be back tomorrow night." Zhan Guiting gently patted Wen Zijin's back, coaxing her like a child.

"She said she found a herb on Ailao Island that could cure her sixth brother's poison."

"How do you know everything about YoYo?" Wen Zijin asked.

"She posted on her WeChat Moments." Zhan Guiting said, taking out his phone, opening YoYo's WeChat Moments, and handing it to Wen Zijing.

Wen Zijing let go of Zhan Guiting, took his phone, and scrolled through her daughter's WeChat Moments, grinning broadly.

Her first post on WeChat Moments was about going to an internet cafe.

The second post was about the roses that Qin Yimo and I planted together, which had bloomed and were blooming exceptionally well. The caption read, "The roses that my grandma and I planted have bloomed, and they are absolutely gorgeous!"

The third post is a photo of the little guy and his kindergarten friends eating with their mouths covered in cream, captioned, "Everyone looks like a little kitten now, hahaha."

The fourth photo is of her riding a horse with her triplets.

The fifth item is a photo taken by YoYo in the middle of the night, showing Zhan Guiting sleeping.

Article 6, Article 7... and countless other posts on her WeChat Moments, sharing her joy and happiness with family, friends, and even strangers.

But she was the only one notably absent from his WeChat Moments.

Wen Zijin's nose stung, and she couldn't help but cry, venting the pain and grievances that had been suppressed in her heart for the past three years.

Zhan Guiting pulled Wen Zijin into his arms and comforted her with gentle words.

After Wen Zijin finished crying, she went to the washroom to wash her face.

Zhan Guiting stood up from the sofa, put his hands in his pockets, walked to the French windows, and made a phone call.

"Hello, CEO."

"Go and access the satellite surveillance footage of Guangming Road. Find a man in black with a tiger tattoo on his hand. Once you find him, don't tell me. Just kill him quietly."

"Okay, President."