Meng Hao appeared completely detached, showing no interest whatsoever.
This left Luna feeling rather disappointed.
"What's wrong, my dear Meng? Am I that bad that you can't even muster a little emotion?"
"Or are you upset but unwilling to admit it, planning to give me the cold shoulder?"
Meng Hao rolled his eyes.
They said women from Western countries were incredibly confident.
Now, it seemed this wasn't just confidence, but an explosion of inflated self-importance.
What was going on?
Was she as beautiful as Xi Shi or Diao Chan?
Was every man who saw her desperate to grovel at her feet?
An entitled woman, truly off-putting.
However.
For a woman like Luna, who believed her own qualities were superior and had excessively high self-confidence, if you didn't offer a reasonable explanation.
She could nag you until your head ached.
Helplessly.
Meng Hao could only grudgingly respond.
"Didn't you say yourself that the so-called high-ranking official from the US intelligence department would arrive soon… yes, your exact words were, in about ten minutes!"
"Speaking of which, do you think so little of me, believing I could finish this in ten minutes?"
Meng Hao squinted, looking nonchalant.
Indeed.
Luna, who accurately positioned herself as a woman attracted to strength and accustomed to seeking validation, actually started smiling through her tears after being retorted by Meng Hao.
"I knew it."
"Whether in talent or looks, I am outstanding."
"Heh heh."
"My dear Meng, you are indeed different from ordinary Eastern men, not only incredibly strong in your field… but your personality is also extremely assertive."
"No, to be precise, you are generally stronger than men from our Western countries."
"If you don't mind, I'd really like to have a child with you!"
Pfft.
The tea Meng Hao had just taken into his mouth instantly spurted out.
Damn it.
Was this really necessary?
They were even planning to keep a child from him?
Why?
To pass on his excellent genes?
No thanks.
He didn't want his offspring scattered across Western countries.
Knock, knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
After receiving Luna's affirmative reply.
The person outside clearly had a key to this villa.
Several white people in black attire entered in single file.
It was obvious.
They were the high-ranking officials from the US intelligence department that Luna had mentioned.
"Yo."
"Quite polite, aren't we?"
"You kidnapped me here, and you still knock!"
Meng Hao's words carried a hint of sarcasm.
The leader was in his thirties.
His gaze was sinister, and his hooked nose gave him an extremely ruthless and cunning impression.
"My dear Meng, why say it so harshly… America, after all, is the most civilized and powerful country in the world, we still need to maintain proper etiquette."
"Actually, if you had chosen to make love with Luna just now, we wouldn't have minded waiting outside for half an hour, maybe an hour."
"We are quite respectful of matters of love between men and women."
Meng Hao's expression was somewhat peculiar.
What was going on with this US intelligence department?
Kidnapping and abducting was one thing.
They also had the peculiar habit of eavesdropping and watching men from other countries ravage their female compatriots.
"Hmm."
"Indeed very civilized."
"Coming onto the territory of your ally, risking a falling out with Great Xia and the Triad, to kidnap an ordinary private entrepreneur like me!"
Meng Hao showed no pleasantries towards these US intelligence operatives.
He would curse if he had to, spray if he had to, satirize if he had to, and mock if he had to!
Facing Meng Hao's sarcasm.
The sinister US intelligence official chuckled.
"My dear Meng."
"You are no ordinary private entrepreneur."
"Oh, right, to show sincerity, please allow me to introduce myself first."
This US intelligence department high-ranking official, in his early thirties, was named Charles. He was the Director of the US Intelligence Department's Bureau of Operations, ranking among the top ten in the entire intelligence department.
In his thirties.
To reach the top ten in an intelligence department full of cunning individuals.
Even with his dazzling family background, his own capabilities were undoubtedly exceptional.
After introducing himself.
Charles showed rare and sincere admiration for Meng Hao.
"I must say, my dear Meng, not only are your personal abilities outstanding, but your charisma is also incredibly strong."
"Do you know, Luna, she is the dream girl of so many men… let me put it this way, even I, who wanted to have a taste of her, was kept a hundred thousand miles away."
It seemed.
Luna's earlier heartfelt confession to Meng Hao was genuine.
This girl.
Truly, she did not look at ordinary men at all.
"Charles, as agreed, this is the last business transaction I'm doing for you."
"From now on, we owe each other nothing."
Luna, in front of Meng Hao, unceremoniously showed her displeasure to Charles.
In response.
Charles shrugged, unconcerned.
"Well, as you wish, my dear Luna!"
"However, from now on, you indeed owe us no more favors with the US intelligence department."
"Of course, I still have one last task… you can consider whether to accept it after listening… for a long time to come, we will be dealing with Mr. Meng Hao, and we need a liaison. Are you willing?"
A liaison?
Meaning she could stay with Meng Hao all the time.
Luna smiled.
Her expression was no longer as distant as before.
"Knowing you for so long, Charles, you've finally done something decent."
"I accept this mission!"
Charles chuckled.
His expression gradually became serious.
"Alright, pleasantries are over."
"Let's get down to business!"
"First, we need to confirm a few things with you!"
Charles brought over a stool and sat down in front of Meng Hao.
As if performing magic, a stack of documents appeared in his hand.
"Meng Hao, a native of Shilin, Great Xia, possessing genius-level technological research capabilities. You founded Huarong Technology Company, and in less than a year, the company has fixed assets of over one billion and nearly ten billion in liquid funds, correct?"
Meng Hao nodded.
This was all information obtainable from the Great Xia network, not particularly secret.
"Wow."
"My dear Meng."
"I only knew you were excellent, but I didn't expect you to be this excellent."
Luna exclaimed from the side.
It was worth noting.
Luna's loose bathrobe, which had appeared exceptionally comfortable in front of Meng Hao, had magically tightened with a belt by the time Charles and the other US intelligence agents arrived, transforming into a form-fitting dress that revealed no unintended glimpses.
"My dear Luna, don't be so surprised!"
"This is merely the simplest outer layer of your idol, Meng Hao."
"Do you know, if he wanted money, he could have personal wealth of hundreds of billions, even trillions of US dollars in minutes."
Charles said to Luna with a wry smile, introducing Meng Hao.
"My goodness."
"How is that possible."
"Charles, don't joke with me just because I'm a woman."
"Entrepreneurs with personal fortunes of hundreds of billions or trillions of US dollars are extremely rare globally."
"Although Meng Hao is excellent, he's only in his early twenties, and he has no family background."
Clearly.
Luna did not believe it.