The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Two days later, the sky above Beijing Capital International Airport was a clear, bright blue.

A military off-road jeep with special military license plates and fully bulletproof modifications!

Like a silent steel behemoth, guided by airport ground staff, they passed through a dedicated channel, ignoring all routine procedures!

They drove directly into the helipad area, which is usually off-limits to outside vehicles.

In the driver's seat, Zeng Long wore large sunglasses, which concealed the complex emotions surging in his deep eyes, and his tightly pursed lips revealed a hint of tension that was not easily detected.

Lin Xiaoya, in the passenger seat, was also wearing sunglasses, but her fingers tapping on the car window betrayed her inner turmoil.

The person they came to pick up today was no ordinary person—Anna Roth, the most beloved granddaughter of international conglomerate tycoon Ronnie, and a veritable princess of the Roth family.

Given the Rothschild family's prominent reputation in the international financial world and high society, Anna's visits to any country would be enough to attract a high-level official reception.

However, Anna's trip was a private and low-key one, and did not attract the attention of the official authorities in China.

The enormous private jet, like an elegant silver bird, landed smoothly on the runway and slowly taxied to its designated position.

The hatch opened, and the elevator smoothly docked.

First to come down were six bodyguards dressed in black suits, with sharp eyes and a sharp, capable aura.

They quickly and efficiently dispersed, forming a tight cordon around the elevator. Their movements were swift and skillful, demonstrating a high level of professionalism.

Immediately afterwards, a slender figure appeared at the cabin door.

Anna wore a well-tailored off-white trench coat, which made her figure appear even taller and more graceful.

Her long, golden hair, like flowing sunlight, swayed gently in the breeze, shimmering with a dazzling luster.

She stood at the cabin door, her gaze instantly piercing through the distance, locking onto the figure she longed for standing beside the jeep.

She stopped in her tracks as she was about to step off the elevator, and stood quietly at the doorway, looking down at Zeng Long without moving.

Her eyes, as blue as the Mediterranean sky, greedily traced his features through the gaps in her sunglasses, as if trying to make up for all the lost time at once.

The wind tousled her brilliant golden hair, but it couldn't dispel the tears that instantly welled up in her eyes.

Suddenly, she squatted down abruptly, covered her face tightly with her hands, and her shoulders began to twitch violently and uncontrollably.

Suppressed, low sobs came intermittently, like the mournful cry of a wounded swan, filled with endless grievances, longing, and an unbearable torrent of emotions.

The figure below is the phantom she has longed for countless times in her sleepless nights, a phantom she has yearned for but could never have.

For him, she gave up her studies at a top university and threw herself into the complicated family affairs, trying to numb her heart that was aching from longing with endless work.

No matter how tired I am, every night when I close my eyes, his image, his eyes, everything about him is as clear as a brand, impossible to forget!

Zeng Long stood beside the car, his eyes behind his sunglasses filled with heartache and guilt.

Seeing Anna's noticeably thinner figure trembling helplessly in the wind, he almost couldn't help but rush over, pull her into a tight embrace, and do everything he could to soothe her pain.

But reason, like cold chains, bound his feet tightly.

He carried too many burdens, too heavy a load, making it difficult for him to make promises easily or to readily accept this passionate and pure emotion.

After a long while, Anna seemed to have used all her strength to calm the storm raging inside her.

She suddenly stood up, as if she had made up her mind, and forcefully wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand.

Without further hesitation, she stepped down the elevator in her elegant high heels, her pace quickening until she was almost jogging.

When she was still a few steps away from Zeng Long, she suddenly accelerated, like a fledgling returning to its nest, and pounced on Zeng Long—

Before he could react, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and resolutely and forcefully pressed her cold, tear-stained lips against Zeng Long's lips!

Her long golden hair flashed a dazzling light in the wind, and two lines of clear tears slid down from her tightly closed eyelids, dripping onto their cheeks pressed together.

"Buzz—" Zeng Long's mind seemed to go blank for a moment!

His body was as stiff as a stone, completely unprepared for Anna to express her emotions in such a direct and intense way.

He could clearly feel the softness and coolness of her lips, the slight trembling of her body, and the bitterness and heat in her tears.

A few seconds later, Zeng Long seemed to recover from his stiffness!

He raised his hand, not to embrace her, but to gently, soothingly pat Anna's trembling shoulder.

Then, with a slight force, she separated her lips from that burning and resolute passion.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing eyes that were now moist and filled with deep remorse. His voice was unusually hoarse from the emotional turmoil: "I'm sorry... Anna."

Anna raised her head, her azure eyes like a clear sky after rain, staring intently at Zeng Long, as if trying to see into the depths of his soul.

She shook her head violently, and the tears she had just stopped flowing welled up again, her voice trembling with a heartbreaking sob:

"I understand... I understand everything..." She spoke fluent but with an exotic accent in the Dragon Kingdom language, every word filled with understanding and pain!

"I understand your inner struggles, I understand what you're carrying... I never expect you to give me any promises right now."

She gripped Zeng Long's arm tightly, as if afraid he would disappear again:

I just hope... please, don't be so heartless to yourself anymore, and don't be so heartless to me anymore, okay?

And please don't... leave without a sound, leaving me unable to find you, okay?

Just let me know where you are, let me see you, that's enough...

Zeng Long looked into Anna's eyes and saw the pleading that was almost overflowing with pity and the unfathomable love within them!

My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, sending waves of sharp, agonizing pain through me.

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He is truly unable to face or respond to Anna's profound emotions right now.

Although the mystery of his origins has been confirmed, the fact that someone could switch him out right under the noses of the Zeng family, one of the most powerful families in the Dragon Kingdom—

Furthermore, the mastermind behind this, whose power and terror have been so great that the Zeng family has been unable to find a single clue despite using all their resources, is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine!

The opponent is like a venomous snake lurking in an endless abyss, ready to strike at any moment and deliver a fatal blow.

He wanted revenge, to thoroughly investigate the truth, and to eradicate those who dared to scheme against him and his family, inflicting the cruelest retribution upon them!

No matter how deeply entrenched or how powerful the opposing forces are, he will not back down!

But what about Anna? She is the apple of Ronnie's eye, the most noble princess in the Ronnie family. Her world should be bright, luxurious, and carefree.

He, a man who walks in the shadows of revenge, battles unknown and terrifying enemies, and may face deadly danger at any moment, what right does he have to drag her into this endless vortex?

What right do I have to talk about love, offer her stability and a future?

This deep-seated secret and heavy burden concerning life, death, and revenge was something he couldn't tell anyone, including the girl in front of him who was heartbroken for him.

He could only channel all his guilt and helplessness into a seemingly insignificant expression of concern, attempting to deflect from this heavy topic:

"You...you've lost weight." His voice was still hoarse, carrying a hint of barely perceptible heartache.

"I'm sure you'll never want to leave the Dragon Kingdom's cuisine. When the time comes... I'll personally take you to try them all, okay?"

Anna stared wide-eyed at Zeng Long for a long time, her teary blue eyes wide, as if trying to find even the slightest hint of perfunctoriness in his gaze.

Finally, as if resigned to her fate, a helpless, desolate bitter smile appeared on her lips.

"Okay..." she replied softly, her voice slightly hoarse with weariness, "I promise you, I'll try the food of the Dragon Kingdom."

She abruptly changed the subject, her tone tinged with a stubborn, defiant air:

"And I've decided that I won't be going back to China for the time being! You... you'll have to stay with me every day!"

Looking at Anna's "I'm sticking with you" expression, Zeng Long was both amused and exasperated. He subconsciously touched the bridge of his nose and finally nodded in resignation.

"Okay... I promise you, I'll spend time with you whenever I have time."

Seeing that Zeng Long agreed, Anna's eyes regained a spark.

Zeng Long breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take Anna's small bag and lead her into the car.

"Wait!" Anna suddenly called out, turned around and waved to the bodyguards still guarding the elevator, quickly giving a few instructions in English.

The bodyguards had clearly received explicit instructions from Mr. Ronnie—with Zeng Long in the Dragon Kingdom, Miss Anna's safety was not a concern for them.

The head bodyguard immediately bowed and accepted the order, directing the others to quickly unload Anna's luggage from the cabin.

When Zeng Long saw his bodyguards magically pushing out one huge suitcase after another, piled up like small mountains, from the cargo hold of the private jet, his expression froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch uncontrollably.

Lin Xiaoya also came over, and couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement at the sheer amount of luggage that could practically open a small department store.

"Wow! Anna, did you... bring the whole castle here? There are so many boxes, I bet a huge truck would be needed to hold them all!"

Zeng Long rubbed his forehead, feeling a sudden headache.

He sighed helplessly, immediately took out his phone, and dialed Old Liu's number, his tone tinged with a mixture of pleading and desperation:

"Mr. Liu... it's me, Zeng Long. I need your help with a small thing... yes, at the airport, I need a truck, yes, a slightly larger one... to pick someone up. They have a lot of luggage... Oh dear, please don't ask, just help me out..."

After some communication, Zeng Long hung up the phone. Looking at Anna's matter-of-fact expression that said, "That's all I brought," he could only shake his head helplessly.

Once the truck arranged by the airport finally arrived and painstakingly loaded the "mountain of luggage," Zeng Long was able to drive the military jeep, carrying Anna and Lin Xiaoya, away from the airport.

As the car drove on the highway back to the city, Zeng Long looked at the scenery rushing past the window and thought about Anna's huge pile of luggage and the arrangements for Anna's accommodation in China. The headache that had just subsided returned.

A hotel? Definitely not! Anna's identity is too sensitive; the security level of an ordinary hotel simply cannot guarantee it.

Moreover, given how much Ronnie dotes on his granddaughter, if he knew Anna was staying in a hotel, he would definitely come all the way from America to fight him to the death.

He could only turn his head and say to Lin Xiaoya in the passenger seat:

"Xiaoya, let's finalize the details of that villa you mentioned last time, and the cook, as soon as possible. We can't stay at Yuetingyuan for long; there are too many people and too much attention."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoya snapped her fingers triumphantly, giving off a "I've been waiting for you to say that" look:

"Boss, you're only remembering now? I've already taken care of everything! I bought the villa, hired a housekeeper, she's absolutely reliable! You, you big oaf, knew Anna was coming, and you're only getting anxious now."

"Alright, stop looking so gloomy. Let's take Anna back to Yue Ting Yuan for dinner first, to soothe her wounded heart, and then we'll just—move!"

Seeing that Xiaoya had arranged everything so well, Zeng Long felt a little relieved. However, thinking about the secret that Xiaoya and Xiaoyu had kept from each other for some time, his grip on the steering wheel tightened unconsciously.