"I can’t say if they’re stunning beauties, but I really hate female spies."

"Why?"

"Their training essentially turns women into men, and men into animals. They’re particularly cunning and insidious. They stop at nothing to achieve their objectives, and their bodies are often their bargaining chips. Oh yes, if you want to talk about being formidable, they are, without a doubt, the most formidable women out there. They’re practically not even human anymore. Honestly, all the best things about these women have long been stripped away completely. Saying they’re human bombs or human-shaped tools isn’t an exaggeration."

"Huh. I would’ve thought many people found them appealing."

"Appealing? Watched too much TV, huh? If you ever have to deal with them in real life, you’d regret it terribly."

"You talk like you deal with them regularly."

This time, Wan Donglin didn’t respond. He just laughed it off and casually changed the subject.

「The two of them walked home as the sun set.」

After being cooped up in the hospital for so long, strolling down this long, tree-lined path felt especially relaxing. A gentle breeze blew, and the temperature, quite refreshingly, had dropped a little.

At the end of the path, Yan Xixi stopped, her eyes wide with surprise as she looked at the car parked nearby: snow-white, clean, and at first glance, completely unscathed.

It was her white Mercedes, the one she had sent for repair, a gift from Xu Xiaoya.

"Has it all been fixed?" she asked, overjoyed.

"Yes, it has."

"I thought it was beyond repair. I’d given up hope."

He merely smiled. The cost to repair it was almost enough to buy a new one. Many parts had to be replaced with new, original ones. Manpower, time, costs... But she loved it. She cherished this car deeply; it was her first car, after all.

She rushed over to it, beaming with joy. She opened the window and poked her head out, "Hey buddy, want me to take you for a spin?"

He laughed loudly, "Silly, you just had an IV drip, doesn’t your hand hurt?"

"It’s fine, I can drive."

He pulled the car door open. "Get out."

"What for?"

"I’ll take you for a spin."

She obediently got out. He had already opened the door on the other side. He waited for her to get in and sit down before closing her door and settling himself in the driver’s seat.

Her cheeks were flushed with excitement. She suddenly leaned over, hugged him, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Donglin, you’re the best."

He said softly, "Go on, a proper kiss..."

"Kiss where?"

He pointed.

"..."

"Miss, if you’re really that grateful, then good. While I’m driving, you can ’serve’ me earnestly... Come here, darling..."

"Shameless."

Yan Xixi gently punched him but still gave him another quick kiss on the lips.

He laughed heartily and started the car.

Throughout the journey, she chirped and chattered non-stop, "Wow, Donglin, how does it feel to drive this? Has everything been fixed? No hidden problems, right? Is its performance as good as before?"

He grumbled resentfully, "You love this car so much, so why did you deal with the one I gave you first? Wasn’t that car way better than this one?"

She giggled.

"I knew it. Xu Xiaoya is scarier than any man. TSK TSK. It’s a good thing you’re leaving the country. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t feel at ease."

She laughed heartily. "You’re not wrong, though. Xiaoya really is more reliable than any man. She willingly spent all of her 500,000 yuan relocation compensation to buy a gift for me. What man would do that??? I always say, heterosexual relationships are merely for procreation; same-sex friendships are true love..."

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Look at this twisted reasoning of yours."