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He then left as soon as he finished speaking.

An Xiaoning felt that Tuoba Gucheng came to visit her in the middle of the night on purpose.

She could tell that her half-brother had, more likely than not, fallen for her.

It was giving her a major headache.

It seemed she ought to step up and find out the information she wanted as soon as possible and then leave the Autumn Palace.

While she was troubled, Tuoba Gucheng was in a great mood.

He felt a tinge of guilt when he stared at his wife, who was sleeping beside him. It was not the ideal marriage he wanted, yet he did not have a choice and could not defy his parents' arrangements.

To think, life truly is full of helpless situations.

He would have a say over his own life only if he becomes the president.

A look of melancholy formed in Tuoba Gucheng's eyes at the thought of it.

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Jin Yiheng was jolted awake by a sudden cold air on his neck.

He switched on the lights and caught sight of a terrifying ghost sitting by his bed. Glowering at it in frustration, Jin Yiheng hissed, ”You're so annoying, why do you keep blowing air at me when I'm not feeling warm at all?”

The ghost was greatly taken aback, surprised to see that the young child was not afraid of it at all.

It then inched closer toward Jin Yiheng, who whipped out an amulet from underneath his pillow and pasted it onto the ghost's head. ”Get lost,” he scorned.

The ghost vanished instantly, after which Jin Yiheng picked up the amulet and placed it beneath his pillow again.

After having seen countless supernatural beings, Jin Yiheng was no longer afraid of them.

Most of the time, he would choose to completely disregard their presence.

In fact, he actually shocked those beings with his unusually calm reaction, often causing them to flee swiftly.

Jin Yiheng was on the verge of tears when he stared at the photo frame above the bed.

He missed his Mommy dearly.

He got down from the bed, put on his shoes, and walked out of his room to see that the lights in the corridor were still on. He then knocked on his father's bedroom door.

”Daddy.”

”Yes.”

”I can't sleep.”

”Run ten rounds around the backyard.”

”…”

Jin Yiheng turned around to return to his own room while Jin Qingyan popped some sleeping pills, after which he lay down in bed and shut his eyes tightly.

His head felt giddy and heavy, as if he was about to sink into the bed continuously.

Jin Qingyan felt as if he was stuck in a foggy maze where he continuously walked forward until his feet began to hurt. Yet, there seemed to be no end to it.

Some time later, the fog began to dissipate. He jumped for joy and picked up his tracks.

Finally, he broke out of the fog and, after being in the clear, stopped by a river.

All of a sudden, a head popped up from the surface of the river, giving him a great shock. He took a closer look to find that it was An Xiaoning.

She seemed to be in her adolescent, teenage years, appearing much more youthful than she did in real life.

Her tresses were exceptionally long and she was gazing up at him with a smile.

Under the bright rays of the sun, she squinted and called out, ”Brother Qin..”

He reached a hand out subconsciously for her to grab. She then leaped up and stood up straight before hugging him. ”Where have you been? I've been waiting for you here all this while. You're finally back.”

Yet, Jin Qingyan could not seem to bring himself to speak his mind. The more he could not utter the words, the greater his desire to speak was.