Chapter 1692 - Even the King Dare Not Steal
Chapter 1692: Even the King Dare Not Steal
“This station’s report on foreign affairs on December 5th: Iraq government has launched a siege of anti-government armed organizations and will enter a full-scale state of armed confrontation, conduct a complete containment of internal and external forces, and prohibit any entry and exit requests…”
“Bang—”
The cup in Wen Xinya’s hand slipped and fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound, the thin glass fragments splattering like cicada wings. She stood there and could not move.
What she was most worried about happened!
Iraq fully entered a civil war!
Smoke had filled up all of Iraq!
Wen Xinya took the phone out of her bag, her fingers trembling as she called Si Yiyan. After the ringing sounded, the cold shutdown prompt sounded in her ears.
Wen Xinya’s brain flickered and became blank.
There was no news from Si Yiyan. She wondered how Xu Zhenyu’s task was going?
The most disturbing thing was that she did not know if the Iraq war had anything to do with Si Yiyan or Xu Zhenyu’s mission.
If so, was this war related to Si Yiyan? That meant that Lucifer would be involved in Iraq’s internal affairs and become involved in the state’s machinery. The consequences would be unimaginable.
If this war was related to Xu Zhenyu’s mission, then at least it meant that their mission had failed. For those soldiers with a sense of national pride, mission failure meant sacrifices.
For a while, Wen Xinya’s fingers went cold, and the strength in her body completely ebbed out.
Her mind was in chaos.
She was worried that Si Yiyan was involved in Iraq’s internal affairs, that Lucifer would suffer a devastating blow, and that Xu Zhenyu’s mission had failed and that he had already been sacrificed.
Her fingers trembled as she sent a message to Si Yiyan. “I have seen the news. Is Iraq’s civil war related to you? Are you okay? Are there any injuries and is Lucifer implicated? How is Xu Zhenyu’s mission going?”
She sent the message out.
She looked at the green message boxes on her mobile phone. All of them were sent to Si Yiyan, and none of them belonged to Si Yiyan.
She did not know when Si Yiyan would see her messages and she was extremely anxious. “What do I do?”
Wen Xinya was like a headless fly going round and round.
Then she thought of Gu Yuexi.
Wen Xinya rushed to Gu Yuexi’s residence, panting and slamming on the doorbell.
Only after a long time ago did Gu Yuexi come to open the door. “Sis-in-law, come in and sit.”
He was wearing a white bathrobe, exposing his large but not thick chest, thin and strong muscles. His mid-length hair was a little messy, and drops of water kept dripping off them.
He appeared to have been in the middle of a bath and got rushed out by Wen Xinya.
“I just saw the news…” Because of how fast she ran, she was a little bit asthmatic. She was wearing only a thin sweater and fluffy slippers on her feet, standing frozen in the doorway shivering, looking like a poor rabbit.
Gu Yuexi sobered up. “Sis-in-law, come in and sit first. I’ll change into clothes.”
It was ten o’clock in the evening and he was looking disheveled. It would not look too good for them if he and Sis-in-law were in a room together looking like that.
Wen Xinya only just noticed that Gu Yuexi was still wearing a bathrobe. Thinking of her reckless behavior coming to his house in the middle of the night, her cheeks reddened and she nodded quietly.
After about five minutes, Gu Yuexi came back wearing a white shirt, black casual pants, gently and personably, just like a noble prince in the comics.
“Is the civil war in Iraq related to Lucifer?”
After a brief quiescence, Wen Xinya calmed down by quite a bit, but her hands clasped on her knees still revealed her tension.
Gu Yuexi examined her for a long while and suddenly asked, “Before answering your question, I also have a question for you.”
Gu Yuexi appreciated Wen Xinya a lot.
However, unlike Xu Xianghu and Yueze who blindly recognized and respected her, he reviewed Wen Xinya on his own.
Love!
Its philosophical definition meant a person that was too focused on something and fell into a certain emotion for a long time. This complex became tangible and restraining.
And it was so powerful, like the God-like Rex who fell into such obsessions and could not be detached!
“Ask away!” Wen Xinya noticed that Gu Yuexi did not wear glasses. When not wearing glasses, his dark eyes seemed to have a frosty touch, and there was an uncomfortable rough and sharp look.
“If Xu Zhenyu fails and sacrifices himself for the mission, will you blame Rex?” Gu Yuexi’s black eyes stared at her coldly.
Gu Yuexi did not know about the entanglement between Wen Xinya’s two lives, but like Xu Zhenyu, he also faintly noticed the complex magnetic relationship between Wen Xinya and Xu Zhenyu.
“Why would I?” Wen Xinya blurted out. Then she took a deep breath and calmed her heart. “If Xu Zhenyu really fails the mission, he will die for the country as a hero. Although he will die in glory, though I will be sad, I will also be proud of him. What does this have anything to do with Si Yiyan?”
Suddenly, Wen Xinya thought of a possibility!
Could it be that there was something wrong with Xu Zhenyu’s mission, and Si Yiyan was worried about not being able to explain to her, so he intervened in Iraq’s internal affairs, which triggered the civil war in Iraq?
At that moment, Wen Xinya’s whole body turned cold.
She could not help but hate herself for not realizing the problem before and making things clear to Si Yiyan.
She could not help but think of when Lucifer had been dealt a devastating blow by the government of Russia and was almost destroyed once. Her blood turned to ice.
Gu Yuexi said indifferently, “Lucifer did participate in the civil war in Iraq, which is related to Xu Zhenyu’s mission. I will tell you the details after Rex returns!”
When Rex decided to intervene in Iraq’s internal affairs, he was against it.
But Rex could find a balance between his position in Lucifer and his personal feelings, thus he naturally had no objection.
Wen Xinya’s hands that were on her knees clenched tightly, and her sharp nails stabbed into her tender palms, causing some pain. “Do you know when he can come back? Isn’t Iraq on lockdown now? And what about Xu Zhenyu?”
Wen Xinya was full of regret, and her emotions of remorse drowned her like a tide.
Si Yiyan intervened in Iraq’s internal affairs because of Xu Zhenyu’s mission. Xu Zhenyu’s mission was not so smooth and even threatened his life.
“When it’s time to come back, he will come back.” Gu Yuexi looked at her sharply, his eyes cold. “As for Xu Zhenyu, even the king dare not steal those that Rex wants to protect.”
Wen Xinya could sense Gu Yuexi’s indifference and scrutiny, mixed with hostility.
This was the first time she felt hostility from Gu Yuexi.
It used to be hidden under his lenses.