It was Jiang Feng!

Didn’t he leave?

How could he be next door?

He…

Ming Yue ran through every possible scenario, yet still couldn’t come to a definite conclusion. Just as she was about to make a call to subtly probe the situation, the phone on the other end rang.

Ming Yue didn’t answer immediately; instead, she let the phone vibrate for a while before pretending to have just been woken up. She deliberately yawned and snapped at the unnamed male operative on the line, “What are you doing in the middle of the night? Are you trying to keep me awake?”

As she spoke, Ming Yue tugged at the curtains, making sure to conceal herself properly.

But she had seriously underestimated that man’s keen eyesight and formidable abilities.

She heard him let out an obvious sigh of relief, then chuckled softly as he asked, “What’s wrong? When did you start cultivating divine powers? Can you even fall asleep standing up?”

“You!”

Ming Yue was startled.

The man on the other end immediately said, “Stop hiding—just lift the curtain a little bit so I can take a look.”

“You’ve been watching me the whole time?”

Ming Yue was once again taken aback, with not a trace of joy in her voice. Even though she had already guessed that the man was probably here because he feared the Ming Family might kill her if they caught wind of it, which is why he was sneaking peeks into her room in the dead of night.

Her first thought was: How terrifying would such a meticulous, well-connected, and all-seeing man be if he weren’t an ally but rather an adversary?

If he…

She began mentally retracing her relationship with him over and over again.

Only after confirming that there was truly nothing about her—this woman whose family had been destroyed and who had lost everything—that was worth his attention did her anxious heart finally settle down.

At that moment, the man watching her from afar also replied to her question, “I wasn’t watching the whole time—I only got up after hearing those few cries. So, are you okay? That sound just now was…”

Just as Ming Yue had expected.

This man was indeed worried about her.

On that bleak night, under the icy moonlight, a rare ray of warmth finally seeped into her frozen heart.

After a brief pause, her voice softened. “I’m fine—it was Liu Jia’s voice.”

“She…”

“Probably having a nightmare!”

Ming Yue didn’t tell him the truth, but she figured that with his intelligence, he shouldn’t have much trouble guessing.

“Mm. It’s getting late—go to sleep and don’t wear yourself out.”

The man was very considerate; he didn’t press further but simply advised her to get some rest.

Ming Yue said nothing in return, only murmuring softly, “You should get to bed early too. I’ll be fine—don’t worry about me.”

“Alright, I’m hanging up now. Bye-bye.”

Sure enough, he stopped talking and quickly ended the call.

Yet Ming Yue could clearly see that the man who had just hung up didn’t go straight back to bed. Instead, he stood motionless by the window, like a wooden post, gazing at her from across the two panes of glass.

As an ancient poem goes: “Plants facing the sun bloom easily into spring.”

When that warm light shone through the man’s eyes—crossing mountains and seas—Ming Yue’s inner ice gradually melted away, bit by bit. A sealed seed secretly absorbed this rare warmth and began to sprout vigorously.

Only Ming Yue herself was still unaware of it.

After standing there for a while, she drew the curtains shut and returned to bed to try to sleep.

Although she still felt no drowsiness, she had to force herself to fall asleep.

After all, there was a major battle waiting for her tomorrow.

How could she possibly fight without being well-fed, well-hydrated, and soundly rested—without replenishing her energy and spirit?

With these thoughts in mind, Ming Yue closed her eyes and softly said, “Good night, tomorrow!”

End of Chapter 98: Counterattack 24