Doomsday Stewed Salted Fish C37.1

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Chapter 37. (1/2)

Gu Fan didn’t trust promises from others, so when Lu Ya said he would protect her, she didn’t know how to respond.

She leaned back in her seat, staring blankly out the window.

Lu Ya glanced at her, then suddenly placed an iron box on her lap. “There are fifty A-grade shock rifle bullets inside, plus the ten my aunt gave you. Use them sparingly.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to give more; the military’s resources were limited, and he couldn’t be overly generous.

The iron box was heavy, and as Gu Fan held it in her arms, it felt more substantial than Lu Ya’s promise.

Her anxiety eased a bit.

“Thank you,” Gu Fan accepted the gift without hesitation. She had also prepared a gift for Lu Ya, but the time wasn’t right yet to give it.

The SUV stopped in Gu Fan’s courtyard.

Lu Ya was staying over that night, and they walked towards the stairs, one after the other.

Gu Fan still wasn’t used to wearing high-heeled shoes. When they reached the stairs, she held the railing with one hand and removed her shoes with the other.

The hall was unlit, but with his S-grade physique, Lu Ya could still see her feet clearly. They were white as jade, flawless, with no signs of wear from shoes, as if their owner had never walked in shoes. She seemed like a beautiful fox spirit from mythology, unreal in her beauty.

Was it because she had wood abilities, or was she truly a fox spirit?

Lu Ya would never have entertained such a thought in a peaceful era. But since the Great Radiation, many animals have mutated, and the probability of one out of millions of foxes mutating uniquely wasn’t zero.

Gu Fan, now barefoot, noticed Lu Ya staring at her feet when she looked up.

Gu Fan: …

Could her charm strategy really be working?

Just as she was surprised, Lu Ya suddenly turned and walked upstairs.

Gu Fan hesitated, then silently followed.

On the second floor, Lu Ya went to his room while Gu Fan continued upstairs.

All was quiet until his voice came from behind, “Did you and the Xinghe team plan to extract information from me tonight?”

Gu Fan smiled awkwardly. During dinner, Lu Ya’s responses had been so straightforward that she thought he hadn’t noticed their plan.

“Actually, you can ask me directly. No need to go through all that trouble.”

His cool voice was soon followed by the sound of his door closing.

Gu Fan turned back, surprised to see the door already shut.

Was he angry? Angry at her charm strategy or at himself for falling for it?

The next morning, Gu Fan finished her night’s cultivation and stretched on the soft bed. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car engine starting downstairs. The engine started but didn’t drive away immediately.

Gu Fan walked to the balcony.

Wearing a nightgown, the mountain wind blew her hem up. Seeing Lu Ya open the driver’s door, she quickly pressed down her skirt.

Lu Ya glanced up and, turning his back to her, said, “I’ll pick you up on the evening of the 14th. Stay at my villa for the night, and we’ll go directly to the celebration the next day.”

Gu Fan replied, “Okay, got it.”

Lu Ya swiftly got into the car and drove off.

Gu Fan leaned against the railing, watching his car until it disappeared from view, then looked out towards the base.

A gust of wind blew, seemingly colder than yesterday’s.

Gu Fan turned back into the room and changed into long sleeves.