CHAPTER 1549: CHAPTER 1601: THE PRINCESS’S NIGHT VISIT

Li Yifei laughed, deliberately not replying. When he saw the message, he replied, "If she’s not there, are you planning to come over?"

"So she is there!!!" Wu Shuwei pressed the screen with force, sending three big exclamation marks. A feeling she couldn’t quite understand spread through her, and on the other side of the phone, Wu Shuwei bit her lip, her eyebrows furrowed, seeming both displeased and a bit stifled.

After sending those words, she realized her emotions were a bit too intense, took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.

Li Yifei laughed even harder on the other side and waited a minute before typing out a reply, "Might disappoint you, she’s not coming over. I’m about to take a shower and head to bed, but if you want to come, I can leave the door open for you."

Seeing the message, Wu Shuwei didn’t even want to open it. After hesitating for a moment, she did, and when she saw it, her expression slowly relaxed. But her teeth still gently bit her lip, cursing quietly, spitting out, "This damn man, flirting with me!"

Spitting like that is not Wu Shuwei’s usual behavior, even rare for her. After doing it, she looked around, then collected her expression, and read it again. Her fingers moved quickly on the screen, replying, "Go and have your sweet dreams, I hope the water and power cut off halfway through your shower, and you find there’s no towel."

Hearing that the charming Princess Sarama wasn’t there with Li Yifei, Wu Shuwei felt a lot better. She stopped biting her lip, and her cheeks weren’t puffed up anymore, her spirits improved significantly.

Li Yifei saw the message, grinned, shook his head, and replied, "Sleep tight."

Wu Shuwei replied, "Hope you can’t sleep!"

"If you keep delaying your sleep, it’ll be you who can’t fall asleep," Li Yifei replied.

Wu Shuwei hugged her pillow and lightly pounded it with her fist, replying, "That won’t happen. I always sleep very well."

"No worries, if you can’t sleep, you can come over here, and we can have a heart-to-heart chat."

This made Wu Shuwei open her eyes wide; flirting with her over and over again. Wu Shuwei pouted, huffed, set her phone to silent, and placed it on the table. She decided not to reply to Li Yifei, letting him stew in his own thoughts; besides, she was going to bed.

Li Yifei waited a few minutes without getting a reply, but didn’t care. He checked the time and was about to leave. At that moment, he heard footsteps in the hallway and the sound of the door across from his, but the knocking didn’t come until two minutes later. Through the door, he could even hear breathing outside.

Is this girl really coming over? Li Yifei raised an eyebrow, not proactively opening the door, but rather waiting for the other person to knock. If Sarama didn’t knock and turned away, Li Yifei would be spared a lot of trouble.

Chatting with a beautiful woman late at night is certainly no bad thing, but Li Yifei still thought it best to keep his distance. Courting a princess from Dubai wasn’t on his agenda right now.

The knocking came, and Li Yifei went over to open the door, seeing Sarama had changed into casual wear, standing in slippers at the door. In the dim lighting, Sarama’s jewel-like eyes were truly captivating, drawing one in.

It seemed Sarama had just taken a shower, with her damp hair hanging loose. Li Yifei liked black hair, especially when it was straight and long, just like Sarama’s was right now. She carried the scent of body wash, a blend of milk mixed with roses, it seemed.

"Good evening... Golden Eagle." Sarama smiled slightly, speaking to Li Yifei.

Li Yifei stepped aside, nodding, "Good evening."

Sarama then bowed her head and walked in. She was indeed not short, over 1.70 meters, and despite wearing slippers, she still appeared tall and slender. By stepping aside, Li Yifei signified his agreement for her to come in, though he didn’t explicitly say so. But Sarama’s initial purpose was to find Li Yifei.

Once inside, Sarama raised her head and looked at Li Yifei.

Li Yifei naturally brought a chair over for Sarama and sat on the edge of the bed himself, looking at Sarama, he asked, "Can’t sleep?"

Sarama sat down somewhat uneasily, looked at Li Yifei, shook her head, then quickly nodded, saying, "I... just came to see if you were asleep. I usually rest early, but tonight... I’m too excited to sleep because I finally got to see you."

Li Yifei nodded with a smile, saying, "Hehe, I understand. Let’s chat for a bit."

"Sure!" Sarama’s face blossomed into a smile, like a flower in full bloom, and added, "Thank you, Golden Eagle."

"We’re friends, no need to be so polite. Otherwise, I’d feel weird."

"Then... I won’t thank you. No, I still have to thank you. Back then, without you, we wouldn’t know what we would’ve gone through, we might even have been killed."

Bringing up the past, Li Yifei said, "You’ve already thanked me. Being able to become friends with a noble princess, I’m also very happy and honored."

"No, no, Golden Eagle, don’t put it that way. My background is something I can’t change, but I’m just an ordinary person. Don’t let that cause any estrangement. In fact, those people you saved back then have been grateful to you all these years, and none of them have forgotten you, their hero."

"Alright, let’s stop praising each other. Tell me about your recent years, I see you’re in a military uniform. Are you serving in the military?" Li Yifei asked.

Sarama briefly recounted the past few years to Li Yifei, who listened intently, feeling somewhat emotional. He hadn’t expected that because of him, this delicate Dubai princess actually joined the military, and as a real soldier, not just for show. Sarama even mentioned that she had been on the battlefield and personally commanded a war. Here, the war was probably those against some terrorists, equally dangerous, and she had even killed terrorists.

Sarama was already a lieutenant colonel, not too high or too low, but for a princess, these military achievements were her own, not like some singers at home who sing a few songs and get a rank.

Of course, Li Yifei didn’t mean to disrespect those artists, it’s just that soldiers and soldiers are different. If he hadn’t retired and stayed in the military, his rank wouldn’t be low either, all achieved through battlefield experience.

So, at this moment, he had great respect for the young girl Sarama, who was proving herself through effort.

After saying so much in one breath, Sarama took deep breaths, gathered her courage, and with eyes full of passion, looked at Li Yifei and said, "Golden Eagle, I know that despite this, I still can’t stand shoulder to shoulder with you, but I will continue to work hard, hoping someday to stand at the same level as you."

Li Yifei nodded earnestly and said, "I believe in you!"

Sarama covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes turning into crescents, happily saying, "So, Golden Eagle, where have you been these years?"

Sarama added, "If it’s confidential, you don’t have to tell me."

Li Yifei shook his head, feeling that the two were like old friends reunited after a long time, so there was nothing he couldn’t say. He said, "I retired, went back to my hometown, made money to support my family, got married, and had children."

"Ah?" Sarama seemed disbelieving, her eyes widened, asking, "For a soldier king like you, the country didn’t keep you? I think if you stayed in the military, at least you’d be a senior colonel, maybe even a general."

"It’s not that easy. I made some mistakes, so I simply retired. But now, it seems retiring was the right choice. I’m very happy now, life is peaceful, and I really like my current life," Li Yifei said.

Sarama still stared at Li Yifei, her brain having some difficulty processing. In her heart, she always thought of Li Yifei as a super hero, especially after learning about his past. Knowing his deeds, she found it hard to accept that this hero had quietly retired to return home and start a family.

Li Yifei laughed and said, "It’s nothing. I’m now the father of several children, making enough money to support my family for a long time, so happiness is the most important thing."

"Well... alright, as long as you’re happy. I’m sorry, I just felt a little disappointed. I thought you were still serving the country, maybe training soldiers," Sarama shook her head, dispelling the slight disappointment in her mind, looked up with a smile, and said, "No matter what you’re doing now, you’re always the hero in my heart. When you saved me from those terrorists, you became my hero."

Heroes inevitably grow old, beauties age too, which is always moving. Although it’s not quite the same as imagined, Sarama quickly adjusted. After all, in her heart, Li Yifei is that great hero, so what’s there to worry about?

Sarama soon asked about Li Yifei’s children, and Li Yifei briefly talked about them. Hearing that he already had so many kids in recent years, Sarama couldn’t help but be surprised and quickly asked, "The timing doesn’t add up. Were they twins, or triplets?"

"Of course not. I just have a few more wives, so..."

"Ah? Is that so? I remember Huaxia practices monogamy."

"We’re together because of love. They love me very much, and I love them. We’ve gone through a lot together, so there won’t be emotional issues."

Sarama patted her chest and said, "That’s good. I didn’t mean to question it, but I understand. In our country, it’s normal for a man to have four wives, as long as there’s love and resources."

Four? Li Yifei smiled slightly, as his number of wives was quite a bit higher.

Sure enough, Sarama asked about the number of his wives. Li Yifei thought for a moment and then said, "It’s almost enough to form a soccer team!"