Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 292 I occasionally read some books

Xiaohua sighed, a hint of helplessness in her eyes. "Yeah, the pressure is so great that I can't breathe. Sometimes I even wonder what I should stick to."

"I believe you are a person with aspirations, but you cannot ignore your own feelings." Yang Cheng said slowly, trying to guide Xiaohua to express his true thoughts.

Xiaohua's eyes grew firm. "You're right. I hope to find a more authentic way of expressing myself."

"Maybe we can explore new directions together." Yang Cheng was secretly excited, knowing that this was a good opportunity for him to open a window for Xiaohua.

"Really?" Xiaohua's eyes flashed with anticipation, as if touched by Yang Cheng's words.

"Of course, I will do my best to support you." Yang Cheng felt a warmth in his heart. "We can overcome these difficulties together."

Xiao Hua nodded gratefully, her trust in Yang Cheng growing stronger. However, Yang Cheng was clearly aware that the shadow of the Black Tiger still loomed over their relationship.

A few days later, Yang Cheng's plans became more urgent, and he decided to take more radical measures to resolve the conflict with Hei Hu. He knew that if he didn't resolve it quickly, his relationship and Xiao Hua's future would be in jeopardy.

"I must let Hei Hu know that I am no longer a chess piece that he can control at will." Yang Cheng muttered to himself and made a secret decision.

At a company gathering, Yang Cheng deliberately clashed with Hei Hu. He directly questioned Hei Hu's management style in front of everyone, attempting to make him feel threatened. "I think Hei Hu, your ideas are incomplete. We need more innovation, not just blindly following the old model."

Hei Hu's expression suddenly darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "Yang Cheng, are you challenging my authority?"

"I just hope we can have more discussions and exchanges." Although Yang Cheng was nervous, he tried hard to maintain his position.

The atmosphere at the party suddenly became tense, and everyone looked sideways, obviously surprised and uneasy about the conflict between the two.

"You are very brave, but you must also be responsible for your words." Hei Hu responded coldly with a warning in his tone.

"I will be responsible for my choices, but I will no longer let you decide my future." Yang Cheng's voice was firm and clear, and his heart was full of courage.

At this moment, Yang Cheng understood that he had erected a barrier in front of Black Tiger, blocking his chance to continue to put pressure on Xiao Hua. However, the uneasiness in his heart still existed, as he knew that such a conflict might cause a greater storm.

A few days later, Hei Hu began to retaliate against Yang Cheng by deliberately adding more tasks to his work, making him feel extremely exhausted. Whenever Yang Cheng tried to have a deep conversation with Xiao Hua, he would be interrupted by Hei Hu.

"I must find a breakthrough." Yang Cheng thought alone at night, secretly calculating in his heart.

In the following days, the communication between Yang Cheng and Xiao Hua gradually deepened, and they began to discuss their respective ideals and pursuits together. However, the threat of the black tiger was like a beast lurking in the dark, ready to pounce on Yang Cheng and Xiao Hua at any time.

Yang Cheng's mood became increasingly complicated. Although his relationship with Xiao Hua was gradually warming up, the shadow of the Black Tiger always hovered in his heart. Whenever Yang Cheng tried to close the distance with Xiao Hua, there was always an invisible pressure pushing him back to reality, forcing him to remain vigilant at all times.

"Xiaohua, have you thought about any new art projects recently?" Yang Cheng asked during a stroll, secretly hoping that Xiaohua could share her ideas.

Xiaohua paused, frowning slightly, as if lost in thought. "I've been thinking about trying some new media, but I'm always worried I won't be able to master it."

Yang Cheng sensed her hesitation and thought to himself, "Deep down, she really wants to make a breakthrough, but she just lacks the courage." He encouraged her, "I believe in your talent. You can fully master these new attempts."

A trace of gratitude appeared on Xiaohua's face. "Thank you, Yang Cheng. Your trust gives me motivation." There was a gleam in her eyes, and she seemed to feel the warmth of being understood at this moment.

But Yang Cheng's mind was in a different state. The pressure from Black Tiger kept him from letting up. "I have to work harder to make Xiaohua know I have my support. I can't let Black Tiger's shadow affect her."

"You know, sometimes I really want to escape from it all." Xiaohua's voice was low and helpless. "The busyness of these days makes me feel like life has lost its color."

Yang Cheng was shocked, and a wave of heartache surged in his heart. "Xiaohua, why don't you try to do something you like? Life shouldn't just be busy."

Her eyes lit up slightly, like a ignited flame: "I also hope to find that kind of creative joy again."

"Then start from now on and try to give yourself some time." Yang Cheng thought to himself: "Maybe this is my chance to help her."

In the days that followed, Yang Cheng encouraged Xiaohua to participate in more exhibitions and creative exchanges, and even accompanied her to explore new artistic styles. Together they visited galleries and participated in various art events, gradually building a deep trust between them.

"Xiaohua, what do you think of this exhibition?" At an exhibition site, Yang Cheng observed Xiaohua's reaction to the works, secretly looking forward to it.

Xiaohua examined an abstract painting intently, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly. "I think this painting conveys a strong emotion. Although the form looks chaotic, I can feel its power."

"Your intuition is really good." Yang Cheng praised sincerely, and couldn't help thinking: "She is like this, which really makes my heart beat."

"You also understand art, Yang Cheng." Xiaohua turned his head and blinked mischievously, and the atmosphere instantly became much more relaxed.

"I've only read a few books now and then, but I'm nowhere near as knowledgeable as you." Yang Cheng was modest, but secretly proud of himself: "Being able to make her happy is my greatest satisfaction."

As time went on, their interactions became more natural, and they began to talk about anything. Whenever Yang Cheng returned home late at night, his thoughts would drift to Xiaohua. He would repeatedly imagine her smile in his mind, wanting to get to know this passionate girl better.

"I hope I can bring her some real happiness." Yang Cheng often thought to himself, with a firm belief in his eyes.

But Hei Hu never relaxed his surveillance of Yang Cheng. He noticed that the relationship between Yang Cheng and Xiao Hua seemed a little unusual. Every time he saw Yang Cheng and Xiao Hua interacting, he was filled with unease and anger.