"My 100,000 soldiers captured their assassination alive. If the assassination failed, I had to find a way to rob them by surprise. So I asked these 100,000 soldiers to retreat, and asked Xiaoman and the four of them to come back with the book. The purpose is to give
If she gets the chance, let her grab it." Zhou Yuan replied.
"oh!"
Bai Qiangwei suddenly realized it, pointed at Zhou Yuan and said: "I understand. You made such a big noise because you wanted that woman to come out, right?"
Zhou Yuan smiled: "You can teach me!"
"roll!"
Bai Qiangwei glared: "But to be honest, I misunderstood you before, and I apologize to you!"
"Need not!"
"I'm serious."
Bai Qiangwei's face was full of sincerity: "I thought you wanted us to be cannon fodder for you, but I didn't expect that it was for this reason. It makes me look a bit petty."
"It's good if you know." Zhou Yuan replied.
Bai Qianwei said nothing more.
But perhaps because of this incident, her view of Zhou Yuan changed slightly.
...
Soon, everyone returned to the God of War Building.
Ding Mo went to deal with the captured woman, and Zhou Yuan didn't stay long and left the God of War Building to go home.
However, when he just walked out, outside the God of War Building, a little girl was waiting for him extremely nervously, it was Xiaoman.
Xiaoman's full name is Wang Xiaoman. She is the youngest among Bai Qiangwei and other girls, only twenty-two years old, and the most agile one. Wang Xiaoman is a Bloody Rose who entered at the age of sixteen.
For Wang Xiaoman, tonight may be the most different night he has ever experienced in his life.
Because on this night, there was a man who regarded her life as his own and allowed her to survive at the critical moment. Wang Xiaoman had always been beaten and scolded in the Bloody Rose, and no one was kind to her.
, and Zhou Yuan’s behavior has already entered her heart.
For the first time, this twenty-two-year-old girl felt a true love in the world.
Zhou Yuan treated her as a human being.
"Do you have something to say?" Zhou Yuan asked her as he saw Wang Xiaoman standing nervously at the door.
Wang Xiaoman nodded, but did not dare to raise his head to look at Zhou Yuan, and kept tearing at the hem of his skirt with both hands.
Zhou Yuandao: "Just say what you want to say."
"Um!"
Wang Xiaoman hummed, his voice like a mosquito buzzing: "Thank you for saving me, thank you for keeping me alive."
As he spoke, Wang Xiaoman rubbed his eyes with one hand.
To Zhou Yuan, it might have been a casual act, but to Wang Xiaoman, it made her feel a kind of warmth, a kind of warmth that she had never experienced before in Blood Rose.
Seeing her lowering her head to wipe her tears but not daring to cry, Zhou Yuandao said: "Don't think so much. It's very late. Go to bed early. You still have training tomorrow."
Wang Xiaoman suddenly knelt down and looked up at Zhou Yuan with tears on his face: "I... I want to ask you something, can you promise me?"
"Well, you say." Zhou Yuandao.
Wang Xiaoman handed Zhou Yuan a photo stained with blood. On the photo was a boy of about eleven years old, but he couldn't see clearly.
Zhou Yuan took it and asked doubtfully: "This is it?"
Wang Xiaoman looked at Zhou Yuan quietly: "His name is Wang Zhuoyue, he is my younger brother. He was only eleven years old when I was taken away by Blood Rose. It has been six years and I don't know where he is? Please help me.
Is it okay if I find him? I really miss him. He is my only relative in this world."