Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

The night is still, the wind is calm, the insects are at rest, and the birds are asleep.

Suddenly, the man opened his wolfish eyes and felt the sweet fragrance of the sleeping beauty against his chest. His wildly beating heart slowly returned to normal. He wiped his face with his large hand, turned his head, and kissed the girl's profile with utmost tenderness and affection.

Yuebao, forgive me for being so despicable, resorting to any means necessary, even feigning madness to keep you.

I've read so many books and learned so many principles, yet not one of them can convince me to give you up. Love is inherently private; I can't reason with it, much less discuss its public nature.

He lifted the blanket beside him, carefully moved her slender legs off his waist, got out of bed, and then wrapped the blanket around her neck to prevent heat loss. He gazed deeply at her sleeping face before tiptoeing out the door.

In a secluded corner on the first floor, a tall figure had been hiding in the darkness for some time.

"Young Master!" Black Dragon bowed respectfully and spoke in a deep voice.

"How did it go?" Hong Jin tilted his head, lit a cigarette, and got straight to the point.

"You guessed right, Nohan is Hagnu's son!"

"Hmph!" Hong Jin sneered. He had already guessed it when he saw Nuohan's eyes, which were almost the hallmark of the Hagnu family. Now, everything made sense.

“Young Master, there’s one more thing!” Black Dragon continued, “The mysterious man behind that bar that you asked me to investigate has also been identified by his subordinates as Hagnu Nohan!”

"What did you say?" Hong Jin almost thought he was hallucinating. How could it be such a coincidence?

"You mean, they are the same person?"

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded affirmatively.

The night wind blew the cigarette butt in the man's hand until it was completely burned to ashes, then he spoke, "Your mission remains the same. Even if it takes you to the ends of the earth, find him and snipe him!"

The man's face was cold and menacing. He waved his hand, signaling his men to leave.

He stood in the cold wind, unable to recover for a long time.

It turns out that Yuebao had known him before. This operation in Phnom Penh was a feint; killing Hong Jie was just a side effect, and his real purpose was to kidnap Yuebao.

No wonder, no wonder Yuebao acted so strangely this time.

He knew her too well. If she were really kidnapped by bad guys, even if she temporarily gave in, she would definitely find a way to get him to find her. Moreover, once she saw him, she would definitely cause a huge scene and wouldn't stop until she had nearly killed him.

The only explanation for her calmness is that they knew each other from the beginning, and Yuebao wasn't afraid of him at all; on the contrary, she had him under her control.

No wonder Yuebao broke off relations with her; she thought that man could be her protector and send her back.

The little thing really has no heart at all.

He was grateful for her carefree nature, but he also suffered a lot because of it.

Falling in love with a heartless woman—in the end, who is the one who suffers the consequences?

……

A luxury villa in the suburbs of Yangon.

In the second-floor bedroom, a powerful man who wanted to rush out as soon as he opened his eyes was forcibly held down by five or six top soldiers and given a sedative before he slowly calmed down.

Seeing his young master's state, Hei Pu felt gloomy and irritated. It seemed that Hong Jin was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined, and he would have to be more cautious in the future.

If the young master were to lose his life because of this and end the Hagnu family line, then even in death he would be buried in the earth, unable to face the old prince.

"General Bai!" Upon seeing the person enter through the door, Hei Pu bowed respectfully.

"Ah Han, still haven't figured it out?" The dignified man spoke in a deep voice, his face expressionless.

"Young master, he's just too young and hasn't had much experience with women, which is why he's been bewitched. Once he experiences more and meets more women, he'll gradually let go of it!"

"Hmph!" Bai Ang sneered. "He's already twenty-four, and all he does is fight and kill. He's never even smelled a woman's scent. No wonder he's stupid enough to risk his life for a woman. The Hagnu family's offspring are all cowards!"

“Young Master lost his mother at a young age, so he’s bound to be more fascinated by gentle women than other men!” The loyal servant was unhappy that his master was being criticized.

"Alright, no matter what, he is my little sister's only child. I won't abandon him. But now is not the right time for you to take revenge. You better behave yourselves. The Hong family is not as easy to deal with as you think."

The stern-faced man glanced coldly at his nephew on the bed. "While he's too weak to struggle, get him on a helicopter and send him straight to Thailand to broaden his horizons and get rid of his curiosity about women. Otherwise, he might cause trouble!"

After Bai Ang finished speaking, he waved his hand, signaling the guards behind him to carry the person out the door.

Hei Pu wanted to say something, but when he met Bai Ang's deep and fierce gaze, he swallowed his words.

When Yao Gongyue opened her eyes in the morning, she was met with the man's infatuated gaze. She rolled her eyes and turned over to continue sleeping.

"Baby, wake up. Yangon isn't safe right now. We need to get back as soon as possible!" Hong Jin was already immune to her eye rolls and even found them inexplicably cute. He didn't care at all, put his big hand on her shoulder, and patiently coaxed her.

The little imp was furious and wouldn't even look at him. If the plan hadn't changed, she should be eating fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and scallion pancakes in a lively alley in China right now, instead of suffering in this godforsaken place. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and her nose tingled, and she couldn't stop the tears of grievance.

"Why are you acting all wronged?" Hong Jin didn't dare to provoke him now, so she spoke gently with a smile, "No, no, baby, if you don't want to get up, just sleep a little longer. We'll leave whenever you wake up, okay?"

"Who wants to go with you? Who said they wanted to go with you? You bastard, get the hell away from me!" She sniffed and kicked the man's chest, her voice filled with malice and hatred.

"Then who do you want to go with?" Hong Jin stood up, grabbed her messy ankle, and the blanket slid off his naked body, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles and crisscrossing scars of varying depths and ages. He was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs, which were now completely exposed in front of her, making him quite shocking.

"That drug dealer named Nuohan? Honey, let me guess, did he say he'd take you to northern Myanmar first, then cross the border by land, and then transfer flights?" The man calmly massaged her ankle, his fingers pressing evenly on her calf.

Yao Gongyue frowned. Did this scoundrel grow super hearing or become a demon?

Hong Jin knew he had guessed right from her expression, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips. "You little fool, you're still complaining about me? If I hadn't risked my life to save you, you might already be in northern Myanmar memorizing scam phone scripts!"

"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about?" Although she was stubborn, her face clearly started to back down.

The man pressed his advantage, his wicked schemes spilling out: "Do you know what northern Myanmar is? It used to be the Golden Triangle, a world-famous drug den. After being cracked down on, it has now sprung up into a scam park, specifically targeting Chinese people like you. If you go there, you're lucky if you survive, especially a soft, sweet, and easily fooled lamb like you. In less than a month, not even bones will be left."

As the man finished speaking, he deliberately tightened his grip on her calf. The little thing, given a topic, would let her imagination run wild, and with his deliberate embellishment, Yao Gongyue even imagined herself lying dead in the wilderness. Her eyes welled up with tears, and her lips immediately pouted in a pitiful expression. But remembering that this scoundrel of a man always liked to scare her, she finally struggled...

"You, you're lying! Nuohan isn't that kind of person, he's very honest!"

Hong Jin couldn't bear to hear that man's name at all, especially since the little thing was speaking up for him. His dark eyes narrowed, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he released her fair legs. "You believe him but not me? Fine, then I'll let you go right now. Go and try it yourself, but let me make this clear beforehand: once you step out of this door, your life or death is none of my business. Don't expect me to risk my life to save you in northern Myanmar again!"