In fact, a week after Leng Qiuge left without a word, Ye Xuan searched the world for her and finally found her in Barcelona.

However, Ye Xuan never came.

He was afraid of disturbing Leng Qiuge and also feared such a situation would occur.

Someone once said, loving someone doesn’t necessarily mean possessing them; as long as she is living well, that is enough.

Yet, in the end, Ye Xuan couldn’t hold back.

So, he came to Barcelona.

Did he really need to come to Barcelona to sign a strategic cooperation agreement with Carter?

Not at all.

A mere agreement; Ye Xuan could easily have others sign it on behalf of the Eastern Group, or come to sign it himself and then leave. Ultimately, Ye Xuan was being selfish.

He wanted to meet Leng Qiuge.

He hadn’t expected that at the moment of reunion, the scene would be so... the situation he feared the most still happened.

"Phew!"

Standing in the suite’s living room, Ye Xuan looked at the beautiful night view outside the window, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and then exhaled heavily.

Thick smoke poured from his lips but did not take away the gloom in his heart.

Who said smoking relieves worries?

Smoking doesn’t solve worries, it only makes the mind clearer, and the troubles in the heart grow more intense and frenzied.

"Enough, rather than being haunted by it, it’s better to end it here, giving her peace and freedom." Having finished an entire pack of cigarettes, Ye Xuan shook his head, intending to go back to his room to rest.

But at this moment.

The doorbell rang.

Ye Xuan paused, walked over, and opened the door.

What came into view was a hunched old man.

It was Leng Feilong, who attended the banquet party with Leng Qiuge today.

Ye Xuan was taken aback and, looking at Leng Feilong with a puzzled expression, said, "What are you here for?"

"Mr. Ye."

Leng Feilong sighed heavily, wanting to cry but having no tears, and said, "I beg you, take my lady away. If this continues, I really can’t handle it with this old body!"

Time goes back two hours.

Leng Qiuge left the banquet in a very bad mood, heading straight back to her luxurious Maybach car.

Leng Feilong got into the driver’s seat and cheerfully said, "Miss, where are we going?"

"Where do you think? Home!" Leng Qiuge said angrily.

"Home?" Leng Feilong was stunned: "Aren’t we going to see Mr. and Mrs. Ye Xuan?"

"What is there to see? I’m not familiar with them." Leng Qiuge pouted, "Do I, as the eldest lady of the Leng Family, have to shamelessly curry favor with them?"

"That’s true."

Leng Feilong nodded, starting the car in the direction of home.

He knew that the young lady was saying one thing but meaning another, but as a servant, generally he shouldn’t make decisions on his own. What if the young lady really wanted to go home?

So, Leng Feilong suffered...

The car had just started when Leng Qiuge suddenly leaned over from the back seat, looking at Leng Feilong with a smile, not saying anything, just staring at him.

Leng Feilong’s heart skipped a beat.

The survival instincts developed over the past two months made him clearly feel that trouble was coming his way.

Leng Feilong forced a smile, not daring to look at Leng Qiuge: "Miss, you... what are you doing?"

"Nothing, it just suddenly occurred to me that Uncle Leng, you’re a top-notch expert, right? How about we spar when we get home?" Leng Qiuge said with a smile.

Leng Feilong was shocked: "Miss, that won’t do!"

Leng Qiuge frowned: "Are you saying I’m too weak?"

"Of course not!" Leng Feilong said in horror: "I’m just considering that with your noble status, there’s really no need to fight someone of my rank!"

"What lower and upper rank, in my eyes, you’ve always been like my own uncle!" Leng Qiuge said willfully, "I don’t care, tonight I just want to fight. If you don’t spar with me, I’ll go find Barcelona’s best assassin to fight."

Leng Feilong was terrified.

At the same time, he understood.

Leng Feilong quickly said, "Miss, we haven’t gone far, how about... we turn back now?"

"Turn back for what?" Leng Qiuge said, "Didn’t I say? Just the two of them as a couple can’t make me bow down!"

A woman who says one thing but means another!

Leng Feilong understood again.

The young lady really wanted Ye Xuan to fight for her once again, preferably to forcefully take her back to Yan Country and show his most manly side. She didn’t want to lose face but also feared that Ye Xuan really wouldn’t come for her.

In this situation, what should he, Leng Feilong, do?

Invite Ye Xuan over!

Unfortunately, his reaction was still a bit too slow.

Thus, Leng Feilong, regretting it too late, could only brace himself and agree: "Since Miss has this spare time, then... then I will accompany you to the end."

Leng Feilong knew that one wrong step would lead to a lifetime of regret, and tonight’s lapse had already made the unpredictable young lady dissatisfied. It was impossible not to let her have a good session of venting.

With that, Leng Feilong and Leng Qiuge sparred.

As the top expert of the Leng Family, he was completely overpowered by the unarmed Leng Qiuge, unable to fight back.

Enduring a beating was one thing; Leng Feilong could handle it.

The problem was that it only made the young lady more unhappy.

For the young lady’s satisfaction, Leng Feilong could only use various fake moves, enduring the beating while having to display actor-level acting skills.

"Miss, look at my Golden Bell Shield!"

"And now my Iron Cloth Shirt!"

"There’s also the Vajra Unbreakable Divine Skill!"

"Ah! Miss, you’re so amazing. Even my unbeatable Seven Injuries Fist didn’t harm you even a bit. I admit defeat!"

"Miss, I truly admit defeat, please stop beating me up!"

"..."

An hour.

A full hour!

By the end of the fight, Leng Feilong’s Golden Bell Shield, Iron Cloth Shirt, and Vajra Unbreakable Divine Skill were genuinely broken by Leng Qiuge with a stick, resulting in a bruised and battered state.

After a completely one-sided sparring match, Leng Feilong fawned a few words and then hurriedly went alone to find Ye Xuan.

When he met Ye Xuan, this old man, who had lived for most of his life, finally shed tears, crying like a child.

"Mr. Ye, I beg you, take away our young lady!"

"Mr. Ye, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-level pagoda. You are a good person, please don’t stand by and watch!"

"Mr. Ye, our young lady can really only be controlled by you. Look, I’m already old, please have mercy on me, take her away, please take her away!"

"..."

Ye Xuan was completely bewildered.

What is this?

Before Ye Xuan could come back to his senses, Leng Feilong, getting more and more emotional, even intending to kneel before Ye Xuan, and truly losing his dignity.

Ye Xuan quickly stopped Leng Feilong, looking utterly at a loss, saying, "What... elderly sir, it doesn’t need to come to this, right? What really happened? Why are you covered in wounds..."

"Don’t mention it, Mr. Ye, you don’t know how fierce our young lady is when she hits someone!"

Leng Feilong said, both sobbing and tearing: "Just because I didn’t understand the young lady’s thoughts tonight and truthfully took her home, instead of first coming to find you, the young lady beat me for an entire hour, a whole hour!"