Chapter 317: I

The two walked one after the other out of the dining room, following the green stone corridor deeper into the courtyard. A gentle breeze passed through the leaves, quiet and serene.

After walking over a hundred meters, they reached a standalone tea room.

The interior was equally simple: one table, four chairs, a clean tea stand, soft lighting.

After sitting down, the old man skipped all preliminaries and spoke directly: “Little Qin, your contribution in this matter was immense. Considering your status, we’ve reached a decision after deliberation—but whether you accept it ultimately depends on your own will.”

As he spoke, the old man reached beside the table and pulled out a dark brown official document bag.

The seal was intact, bearing a bright red stamp. Qin Yun’s eyes flickered over it, recognized the characters on the seal, and his heart gave a slight leap—it was the ** Department’s official stamp.

The old man pushed the bag toward Qin Yun and smiled faintly: “This document was granted to you as a special exception, based on your achievements and personal abilities, after special approval. Take a look.”

Qin Yun’s gaze grew serious. In front of the old man, he slowly unsealed the bag and removed three items.

The first was a document, its header stamped in bright red with the ** Department’s seal—the content inside made his scalp prickle.

【Special Appointment of Comrade Qin Yun as External Operations Consultant for the ** Department】

The document also clearly noted: no official post, no fixed duty hours, no affiliation with any unit, no subordination to local authorities. During the term, a dedicated liaison officer would be assigned, and his daily movements would be entirely free. His personal benefits, medical coverage, and talent allowances would all follow the standard for a Level-Positive Director, funded by a national special budget, valid for life.

Each line of text made Qin Yun grimace.

“So I’m officially on the state payroll now—and free from bureaucratic chains.”

The old man smiled as he watched him finish: “If you agree, your consultant status is official. Of course, you can refuse—it’s a thankless job, after all, and burdensome for you personally.”

Qin Yun quickly said: “I’m willing—I’d be honored to serve the country…”

Before he finished, the old man waved a hand to cut him off: “No need to burden yourself with responsibility. The rights of this consultant role are negligible. We gave you this title simply to make future coordination easier. Honestly, I hope we never have to call on you at all.”

Qin Yun understood. The appointment letter gave him an official identity, but its authority was severely limited. Still, he might be summoned for missions. Put bluntly, to an ordinary person, this letter felt less like a reward and more like a constraint.

But Qin Yun didn’t see it that way. If his abilities could help the country in times of need, it was his duty to step forward.

Qin Yun picked up the second item: a dark red, matte-finish appointment certificate. Its cover was plain, devoid of ornate patterns. Inside, it detailed his permissions and classification level—his official credential.

The third item was a card, entirely matte black, similar in size to a bank card, bearing only a national emblem and no other markings.

“This is a special service card. It grants you full privileges: national-level external operations green channel, confidential access, case intervention, resource allocation, and classified observation rights. With this card, you can mobilize significant resources during missions. Outside missions, it’s just a bank card—for your allowance.”

Qin Yun nodded, indicating he understood.

The old man pulled out another sheet of paper—only a few lines long:《Duty Commitment Letter》.

“This appointment has no contract,” the old man said, looking at Qin Yun with sincere seriousness. “The only requirement: uphold your bottom line. Never disgrace your mission.”

Qin Yun’s gaze was firm: “Rest assured, I will not betray your trust.”

The old man gave a slight nod, smiling: “And don’t worry—you might never need to use this role. In truth, it’s a reward, not a duty.”

Qin Yun smiled back: “Then can I retire right now?”

“Hahaha!”

…

After bidding farewell to the senior official, Qin Yun contacted Shen Hu, Zhang Chao, Jiang Bingbing, and Fan Chen.

Meeting friends naturally brought lively chatter.

“Man… you’ve really made it now. Top blogger nationwide, making a fortune every day.”

Zhang Chao looked at Qin Yun and sighed: “Remember over a year ago, you were still burning the midnight oil coding in Beijing? Did you ever imagine you’d end up like this?”

Qin Yun laughed: “It’s fate. Trees die when moved; people thrive when they change. You’ve got to adapt—or destiny won’t turn for you.”

“But you’re not even human,” Jiang Bingbing pinched Qin Yun’s arm, surprised it was only slightly thicker than hers—how could he be so strong? “Killing a brown bear in the wild was insane enough, but now you’ve tamed a lion? Didn’t you fear those hyenas?”

“He’s not human anymore,” Fan Chen laughed. “He might’ve been genetically modified by aliens. He’s just wearing a human shape now—his genes are probably changed.”

Qin Yun gave them both the middle finger: “I’ll take you two out first.”

Shen Hu asked: “You launched the global lottery—any plans for your next livestream?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Zhang Chao remembered. “Don’t do anything too dangerous. If people get hurt, the responsibility’s huge.”

“I suggest you find a remote island and partner with a TV station or online platform. Turn your next livestream into a full show.”

“The more people involved, the more unknowns. You need to plan thoroughly.”

Qin Yun smiled: “Don’t worry—I haven’t even started planning yet. I won’t take five ordinary people to challenge extremes. I’ll pick a suitable project.”

Seeing he had a clear plan, they dropped the topic.

The five ate, drank, laughed, and didn’t part until one a.m.

…

For the past two days, news outlets have been full of reports about the safe rescue of hostages in Kenya.

Douyin, Toutiao, Xiaohongshu all carried similar content.

There were official statements from Kenya, and interviews with the hostages.

The official explanation claimed Kenyan police successfully crushed the criminals and rescued the hostages, with no injuries sustained.

Naturally, no one linked the hostages’ rescue to Qin Yun.

Even among the hostages, only Jiang Xia knew the truth—and she wouldn’t reveal it, as Qin Yun had instructed.

So despite the magnitude of the event, Qin Yun remained completely outside it—and he was grateful.

If this got exposed, he’d have no peace for a long time.

“Husband!”

Qin Yun looked toward the voice. A beautiful woman in a loose white short-sleeved top waved at him.

Seeing Su Huan, Qin Yun’s face lit up with a smile.

Twenty-plus days of longing turned into an intense embrace; they kissed as if no one else existed.

“I missed you so much.”

Looking at her crimson lips, Qin Yun wanted more.

Su Huan hugged him, her long black hair loosely tied in a ponytail. Through his gaze, she sensed his desire, a look of anticipation blooming on her face as she leaned close to his ear.

“Darling, I missed you.”

That whisper of “I missed you” carried boundless temptation, changing the very look in Qin Yun’s eyes.

He lightly brushed her nose with his finger and smiled: “Not yet. I’ll make you pay when we get home. Let’s go.”

They reached the parking lot. As soon as the car door shut, Su Huan eagerly climbed onto his lap, cradling his head and kissing him fiercely.

Qin Yun wasn’t about to lose.

The car rocked gently; faint breaths rose and fell. Behind the tinted glass, two naked bodies burned in passionate entanglement.

After nearly a month of restraint, neither Su Huan nor Qin Yun wanted to wait until they got home.

The battle lasted over an hour before finally subsiding.

But that alone couldn’t quench the pent-up desire. Back at home, from the doorway to the sofa, from the sofa to the bed, from the bed to the bay window, they unleashed their lust without restraint.

After another intense wave of breath, Su Huan felt utterly limp.

“H…Husband… I can’t anymore!”

Qin Yun looked at the woman, laughed, and accelerated toward completion.

…

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