Chapter 884 - Hold Hands (1/2)

Chapter 884: Hold Hands

“Lay low? Can’t you understand a word I said?” Nian Xi took a deep breath, then said, “We lay low whenever we should, but in terms of great honor, we need to show them the strength of our powerful country.”

Jiang Yuning blinked and nodded.

Looking at his calm face, Nian Xi suddenly felt frustrated. She had talked so much, yet Jiang Yuning’s pa.s.sion wasn’t aroused at all.

At half-past ten, they arrived at the Science & Technology Museum. The museum had a long history and many tourists were there when they arrived.

Zhan Hong said to Nian Xi, “It’s inappropriate for us to follow behind Mr. Jiang. I noticed the other scientists aren’t open with bodyguards. Later, you stay with Mr. Jiang. Tell the others that you’re his girlfriend. The rest of us will enter the museum as tourists. I know this place has strict security measures. It should be fine, just be careful. We’ll be right by you.”

“Okay.” Nian Xi nodded.

Jiang Yuning, Uncle Han and Nian Xi pa.s.sed the security and entered the museum without the others.

Uncle Han abruptly stopped and said to her, “Miss. Nian, since you’re pretending to be Mr. Jiang’s girlfriend, maybe you should hold hands. No offense, but you don’t look like a couple at all.”

Nian Xi paused, while Jiang Yuning seemed to be confused. He had no idea how to pretend to be someone’s boyfriend.

With no other choice, he looked at Nian Xi.

Nian Xi worked in a police station before. Back in school, she had practiced how to pretend to be a couple with someone, but she never did it for a real mission.

However, she was in a relations.h.i.+p before, and she knew how to pretend.

She reached out and held Jiang Yuning’s hand.

Normally, she seemed to be a care-free girl. However, she rarely held hands with guys. She held Feng Ji Chuan’s hands before, but that didn’t happen often. After all, Feng Ji Chan was always away from home, in the army. She had broken up with him for about half a month and had forgotten about how holding hands felt.

Jiang Yuning’s hands weren’t as rough and warm as Feng Ji Chuan’s hands.