This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

He spoke in Cantonese, which Wen Yao didn't understand at first.

"Yo yo yo, little sister~" Zhou Heran's teasing voice rang out, his laughter malicious. "Brother~ I can be your little sister too~"

Fu Qianchuan: "Get lost."

Zhou Heran: "It's a small matter if you scold me, but it's a big deal if you corrupt the little princess!"

Fu Qianchuan: "..."

Wen Yao recognized Zhou Heran and stepped forward to greet him in a graceful and generous manner: "Brother Heran, it's been a long time."

The way a sweet-looking girl with a soft, gentle voice calls out "Brother Heran" is absolutely irresistible.

Zhou Heran felt a tingling, electric sensation run through his body, from his tailbone to his cervical spine, and he wore a cheap, nonchalant smile.

"You've always had a sweet tongue. You must be tired after playing all day. Come on, let your brother treat you to a drink."

Zhou Heran glanced at Fu Qianchuan outside the French windows, who was only wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and had been busy for a long time, seemingly doing nothing, and clicked his tongue twice.

As expected, displaying its tail feathers is a basic maneuver for males in courtship.

Isn't he just trying to show off his muscles in front of the little princess?

The abacus beads have practically hit him in the face!

While waiting for afternoon tea, Wen Yao asked, "Brother Heran, what did you mean by 'little sister' just now?"

"That means 'little girl' in Cantonese, and it's usually used to call children," Zhou Heran winked at her. "You've already given Qianchuan your black card, aren't you going to rip him off?"

Wen Yao asked with skepticism, "Is there really money in the card?"

She thought it was one of Fu Qianchuan's usual flirting techniques, where he would pull out a banknote whenever he met a young girl.

"Why don't you try scanning it and see?" Zhou Heran urged. "I heard that the owner of this shop has a private collection of fine wines in his cellar..."

"That makes sense." Wen Yao looked like she was asking for a fortune. "If he dares to give it to me, I dare to spend it! Let him know that flirting with girls will have consequences!"

After a while.

Fu Qianchuan, who had "inadvertently" shown off his chest, abs, and biceps, finally received a text message.

Your bank card ending in 3729 has made a purchase of 9.9... The remaining balance is 72 yuan...

Fu Qianchuan:?

Immediately following, another spending alert appeared.

This purchase cost 19.9.

Fu Qianchuan:? ? ?

He looked up at the location where Wen Yao and Zhou Heran were.

One of them was holding an ice cream cone with great excitement, while the other was holding a beer with a look of utter despair.

Zhou Heran raised his glass to him from afar, feeling both helpless and amused.

Much later, the two broke up.

By chance, Wen Yao swiped Fu Qianchuan's card by mistake, accidentally spending a large sum of money.

She only realized when she checked the bank statements that Fu Qianchuan's "I'll give you money" was not a lie.

She frantically tried to transfer money to Fu Qianchuan's card, but he returned it each time.

Wen Yao texted him: "Aren't you afraid of going bankrupt spending so much money on girls?"

That man, who appeared cold and aloof, was surprisingly skilled at sweet talk:

Love is where money is.

...

When Wen Yao woke up, it was still dark.

Her cheeks were wet, and she reached out to touch a damp spot.

Why do I still cry even though the dreams are filled with such beautiful memories?

She tiptoed to Fu Qianchuan's hospital room, wanting to catch a glimpse of him through the glass.

Fu Qianchuan was still unconscious.

Wen Yao strained her eyes to observe, until they became sore.

She breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that Fu Qianchuan's chest was rising and falling.

Turning around, she saw a figure in the shadows, which startled her so much that she wanted to slap the person.

The other party almost threw her over their shoulder.

Upon recognizing the other person as Ji Mingze, Fu Qianchuan's teammate, Wen Yao quickly stopped and picked up a pen to write: 【Sorry, it was just a conditioned reflex…】

"Sorry, it's an occupational hazard."

The two apologized to each other at the same time.

Wen Yao bought two cans of hot coffee from the vending machine and handed one to Ji Mingze.

Ji Mingze was stunned for a moment before taking it.

The two sat on a bench in the corridor, silent for a while, before Ji Mingze couldn't help but speak:

"Ms. Wen, I have a question I'd like to ask you..."

Call me Wen Yao.

Ji Mingze paused, then followed the way most people addressed her, saying, "Sister Yao, did you... already know something?"

Wen Yao's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't worry, I didn't mean anything by it. The captain is my savior. I would never betray him or hurt you, no matter what, with my life and honor." Ji Mingze said seriously, "I just... think everything is too coincidental. You gave him a lucky charm and even mentioned N countries' hand-grabbed rice on a variety show..."

The captain, being such a self-disciplined person, would never tell Wen Yao about a secret mission. Moreover, before their team's plane landed, they had no idea that they were going to Country N.

How did Wen Yao predict that?

Wen Yao gripped the can tightly, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

There is no shortage of smart people in this world.

Perhaps because the matter of rebirth was too incredible, Ji Mingze obviously did not speculate in that direction, but the word "prediction" was enough to show that he had discovered something unusual.

When she chose to help Fu Qianchuan, she was already prepared to take a risk.

I just didn't expect it to be discovered so quickly.

Would you believe me if I said it was a coincidence?

Ji Mingze gave her a deep look and said in a deep voice:

"In any case, this must be a 'coincidence'."

Wen Yao pursed her lips and wrote: 【Thank you.】

She didn't expect that Ji Mingze's next words would be even more astonishing:

"What I can guess, the captain will guess sooner and see more clearly than I can."

Wen Yao was shocked.

What he meant was... that Fu Qianchuan had already guessed she was reborn?

"Why don't you try to persuade the captain? He won't listen to others, but he won't listen to you..." Ji Mingze hesitated.

He didn't really think about the possibility of rebirth; he just assumed that the Wen family had special intelligence channels, or, to put it more strangely, that Wen Yao might have some kind of precognitive ability.

Since Wen Yao already knew the captain would be in danger, why didn't she try to stop him?

Wen Yao shook her head: "He has his own life to live, and he carries his own mission and beliefs. I won't interfere with his choices."

Military orders are absolute and must not be disobeyed.

Protect our homeland and safeguard peace.

She knew Fu Qianchuan too well. Even if she told him that the mission would be life-threatening, he would still make the choice without hesitation.

In this world, there will always be some people who will go against the tide and go against the flow in order to protect the lights of every home.

Ji Mingze stared at Wen Yao for a long time, then gave a bitter smile:

"Yao-mei, I want to apologize to you. Actually, I was quite prejudiced against you before... I thought you were just a heartless little girl who never took the captain's sincerity to heart..."

"Now I realize how wrong I was."

"I believe that even if you two don't become lovers, you will become best friends."

In the short span of life, friends are hard to come by, let alone true confidants.