My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

"Today's training is over. Dismissed," Sun Nuan said. "Yan Feng, come with me for a moment."

"Yes!" Yan Feng replied.

"...Pack your things quickly, we're going on a mission tomorrow," Sun Nuan said calmly.

"A mission?" Yan Feng asked, puzzled. "Just the two of us? Where are the others?"

"This mission only requires two people. You'll find out tomorrow," Sun Nuan explained briefly before leaving.

The next day, at 5 a.m., at the entrance of the special forces brigade.

"Let's go." Sun Nuan glanced at Yan Feng, who appeared right on time, and then got into the military vehicle in front of her first.

Strict sealing followed closely.

"These are the task documents, take a look at them first." She handed him a stack of documents.

Yan Feng took it and immediately began to look through it.

Sun Nuan sat to the side, recalling the information in the document. This mission was the one in the original plot where the original owner inevitably came into contact with Yan Feng. In order to assassinate an important government figure of the enemy country, they forged the identity of a wealthy businessman from country E and went to attend a gathering at the castle of an old noble hereditary count. Although they successfully killed the target, they were unfortunately discovered, and due to some accidents, this mistake occurred.

"Change into this." Seeing that Yan Feng had finished reading the documents in his hand, Sun Nuan handed him a dark blue three-piece vest suit that was placed in the car.

There was a curtain in the back of the car, which Sun Nuan pulled up, and the two of them began to change their clothes.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Is it done?" she asked.

"All right!"

"Whoosh!" She pulled the curtain open.

The two looked each other up and down, and a hint of amazement flashed in their eyes at the same time.

The military vehicle was parked in a concealed spot. Yan Feng and Sun Nuan got out of the vehicle hand in hand and slowly walked towards the crowd.

Yan Feng's perfect physique was perfectly showcased by the suit, highlighting every advantage: broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. Coupled with his sharply defined and resolute face, he was even more attractive than a dazzling star, with a slight smile that radiated a captivating charm.

On the street, some bold women saw such a handsome and charismatic man and were eager to approach him, but when they saw the woman beside him, they felt ashamed and reluctantly stopped in their tracks.

Sun Nuan was dressed in a striking red fitted long dress, slightly cinched at the waist to show off her perfect figure. The dress almost reached the ground, and as she walked, a smooth and straight leg was faintly visible. A pair of elegant black high heels made her already tall figure even more outstanding.

In addition, her long, wavy brown hair cascaded down her back, and her bright red lips and alluring eye makeup made her look incredibly charming.

A large pearl necklace around her neck, an expensive decorative bracelet on her wrist, and a dazzling sapphire ring on her hand accentuated her beauty.

A beauty that everyone flocks to, yet all stop at the sight of her haughty demeanor and the disdain at the corner of her mouth.

Just as everyone was wondering about the two people's identities, Sun Nuan still looked impatient, but when she sealed her red lips to her ear, she uttered cold words.

"This time we need to pretend to be a wealthy business couple, and we must not let anyone see through our act."

The strong scent of the women's perfume lingered in Yan's sealed nose, and somehow he could faintly smell the natural fragrance that had been masked.

He pulled Sun Nuan's fair and smooth shoulders into his arms, laughing wildly. His resolute and righteous face now held a hint of arrogance as he whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, Madam."

Sun Nuan hadn't expected him to do something so skillfully, but she quickly reacted, playfully pushing him away with her soft, boneless little hand, her alluring eyes seeming to hold back her words.

Yan Feng felt the force in his chest, his smile faltered, and a suppressed pain flashed in his eyes. Then he laughed even more unrestrainedly, embracing Sun Nuan and striding forward.

A man and a woman dressed in business suits saw them arrive and quickly came to greet them.

"Boss, Madam! The car is ready," the two men said respectfully.

Yan Feng looked at Sun Nuan, unaware of this detail.

Sun Nuan remained calm and composed, rolled her eyes at the two of them, and said arrogantly, "Don't you have any sense? Hurry up and open the car door for me!"

"Yes! Yes!" One of them quickly stepped forward, bent down, and opened the car door.

She then impatiently took Yan Feng's arm and got into the car, followed by the two men who looked like secretaries.

Many passersby shook their heads at the scene before them, sighing at Sun Nuan's arrogance.

The moment the two got into the car, their auras changed instantly.

Yan Feng's face was stern, and Sun Nuan returned to her icy demeanor.

"Warm, you really can switch styles so easily! The world owes you an Oscar~" praised the bespectacled woman sitting in the passenger seat.

"Superb acting skills!" the man who was starting the car commented with a smile.

Sun Nuan didn't speak. The two men saw her cold eyes in the rearview mirror, exchanged a glance, and dared not say anything more.

Yan Feng was completely baffled by the interaction between the three.

Sun Nuan noticed his confusion and explained, "They are our support personnel and technicians for this mission, Da Hei and Xiao Bai."

Big Black... Little White?

Yan Feng's lips twitched slightly.

The two people in front of him were displeased upon hearing this.

"Warm, her name is clearly Bai Xiaoxiao!" the woman said, dissatisfied.

"..."

The man nodded to him and said, "You can just call me Heizi."

"Strictly sealed off."

"Big Black, let's go. Little White, give me the map of the castle's interior."

Hei Zi started the car, and Bai Xiaoxiao looked at her with a wronged expression for a while. Seeing that she was unmoved, she pouted and tapped on the tablet in her hand, finding a detailed picture to record.

Sun Nuan took it and looked at it for five minutes before handing it to Yan Feng: "Memorize it."

Yan Feng took it, and without saying a word, quickly looked down and began to memorize it.

The four of them arrived at the airport, boarded the plane, and arrived in country G five hours later.

Night slowly fell in G country, and Earl of Wells' castle was brightly lit and dazzling. Gentlemen and women dressed in jewels kept heading inside.

Inside a gleaming black car not far from the castle.

"This is the latest type of communication device, it will definitely not be detected." Xiaobai took out two pairs of finger-sized communication devices from a toolbox.

Sun Nuan and Yan Feng took it and fixed it in their ears.

“Let’s go,” she said.

Yan Feng got out of the car first, opened the door for her in a gentlemanly manner, and waited with his head bowed.

Sun Nuan then got out of the car, took his arm, and the two walked toward the castle gate with perfect smiles on their faces.

At the entrance, two security guards are checking each guest for any dangerous items.

Sun Nuan and Yan Feng handed the invitation to the other party for inspection. After confirming that it was correct, another security personnel used a detector to scan the two of them. When it came to Sun Nuan, the other party accidentally touched her arm.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" came fluent English from her mouth.

Yan Feng was taken aback, then stepped forward to cooperate with Sun Nuan: "Madam, are you alright?"

Sun Nuan nodded to him, then looked at the man with disgust and said sarcastically, "Disgusting!"

The man was also enraged upon hearing this, and clenched his fists, wanting to teach this arrogant and annoying woman a lesson, but was stopped by his companion.

A man in a black suit and velvet jacket, with a dark blue shirt underneath, slowly walked out of the castle, raising a glass. He had the classic features of a Westerner and exuded a mature air.

He first gave the two men a polite smile, then asked the security guard in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

"Chris accidentally bumped into this female customer just now, and a small conflict ensued."

"Is the check-up finished?" he asked again.

"Everything is safe."

Having received a reply, the man smiled apologetically at the two of them: "I sincerely apologize to you both for the rudeness of my security personnel."

"Hmph!" Sun Nuan snorted softly. Seeing that the other party had already apologized, she naturally didn't say anything more. Her anger subsided slightly, and she accepted the other party's apology.

"You are the most beautiful oriental woman I have ever seen." Seeing that Sun Nuan's expression had softened, the man bent down, took one of her hands, and kissed it.

Yan Feng watched from the side, his hawk-like eyes darkening, a dangerous glint flashing across them before he resumed his cheerful demeanor, subtly pulling Sun Nuan into his arms to assert his dominance.

Seeing this, the man withdrew his gaze from Sun Nuan, raised his glass and smiled at Yan Feng: "I am the owner of this castle, my name is Benny Wells."

"Wells?! I am Yan Feng. I am honored to receive your invitation!" Upon hearing the other party's name, Yan Feng pretended to be obsequious, smiled ingratiatingly, and reached out to shake hands with Wells.

Wells was taken aback. He hadn't expected that the man who had just seemed so distinguished would suddenly turn into someone trying to curry favor with him. He then looked at Sun Nuan and saw that her beautiful eyes had also lit up, filled with undisguised greed.

A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. Although he liked beautiful women, he looked down on such vulgar beauties. His inherent arrogance made him slightly distant from the two of them, no longer as warm as before.

"Guests who have come from afar, please take your seats!" Wells nodded to the two of them and walked into the banquet hall.

"Wells..." Yan Feng called out from behind, still somewhat unwilling.

Seeing this, he didn't stop walking, pretending not to hear, and wondered how such a vulgar person could appear on his guest list.

Seeing that the other party had walked away and their attention was no longer on them, Sun Nuan and Yan Feng exchanged a discreet glance and walked towards the banquet.

The two glided onto the dance floor, subtly scanning the banquet hall for their target.

"Hiss!" Yan Feng felt a sharp pain in his foot. The unspeakable agony made him grit his teeth, but on the surface, he still wore an impeccable smile.

"Nuan, can't you dance?" Yan Feng leaned close to Sun Nuan's ear and whispered, his voice filled with undisguised pain, but to outsiders it sounded like an intimate whisper.

“…” Sun Nuan was speechless. In one dance step, she accidentally stepped on Yan Feng’s foot again. Hearing the suppressed cry of pain in her ear, even the eternally icy man felt a little embarrassed.

"Relax, move with me." Yan Feng placed his hand on her waist, his deep voice reaching her ears, and led her to dance gracefully.

His mother ran a company and would often take him to parties before he enlisted in the army. He was also quite good at dancing.

As the skirt swayed, the scene gradually became more beautiful.

Just as Yan Feng was becoming increasingly engrossed in the dance music and the faint fragrance emanating from the woman beside him, almost forgetting his mission, Sun Nuan spoke up.

"Mission objective identified, commence action."

The cold voice jolted him awake. Yan Feng quickly got into focus and looked in the direction her gaze was pointing. A tall, thin man in his forties with blue eyes came into view.

Sun Nuan gave him a sweet smile, and the two walked towards each other hand in hand.

"Clang!" The sound of wine glasses clashing rang out.

The tall, thin man looked up and saw a strikingly handsome man and woman raising their glasses and smiling at him. "You must be Mr. John Roberts," they said.