752 A Million Times for You 114 (2/2)
Fan Shixin stealthily stuck his head out from behind a large tree and began snapping several photos of the scene before him.
He was exceptionally pleased and delighted to see his masterpieces.
Snowflakes were floating in the air beneath the street lamp while Jin Qingyan carried An Xiaoning on his back. What a beautiful sight.
Fan Shixin was hoping that he could snap some shots of them kissing, yet his cover was soon blown when he caught up with them.
An Xiaoning slid down from Jin Qingyan's back and stood with her back straight.
”The weather tonight seems splendid. Young Sir, what a coincidence,” said Fan Shixin, smiling awkwardly and pointing at the sky.
”Leave the camera behind and scram immediately.”
How dare he sneakily snap photos of me! He'd better watch how I'll punish him! Jin Qingyan thought to himself.
The tall and masculine Fan Shixin handed the camera to Jin Qingyan reluctantly in a wishy-washy manner, like an indecisive woman. He then hurriedly sprinted away and vanished out of sight in no time.
Jin Qingyan looked down at the display on the camera and remarked, ”Not bad, let's keep the photos.”
An Xiaoning craned her neck to take a look and chimed in, ”It does look pretty good.”
Jin Qingyan caught sight of a tiny drop of snow on the top of her head, which he then removed gently.
”Let's go back in.”
”Alright.”
”Young Sir, the president is here with his subordinates!” Fan Shixin yelled into the walkie-talkie.
An Xiaoning and Jin Qingyan turned to look at each other in shock and bewilderment as soon as they heard it.
Without hesitation, they immediately turned around and began walking inside.
Just as she'd taken a few steps forward, Jin Qingyan grabbed her hand and asked, ”Would you like to hide first?”
”He must've come here out of the blue because he knows I'm staying at your place. Since we're planning to reveal the fact that I'm alive in the meantime, there's no harm in letting him know now. Furthermore, that'll prevent him from abusing his authority to bring you trouble. I don't want to see that happening.”
”Not bad, you're sparing a thought for me.”
Blushing shyly, An Xiaoning said, ”I just don't want to implicate anyone else because of me.”
The two of them returned to the living room, only to see that Tuoba Gucheng was sitting on the couch with a cup of piping hot tea on the table in front of him.
His bodyguards were all standing and waiting outside.
He was alone in the living room.
Upon the sight of them entering together, Tuoba Gucheng kept his eyes fixed on An Xiaoning.
”I didn't know that you were here, Mr. President. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting,” said Jin Qingyan, ignoring the expression on An Xiaoning's face.
Tuoba Gucheng walked toward them and extended his left hand out for a handshake. ”Nice to meet you, Mr. Jin. Sorry to be imposing on you at such a late hour.”
Jin Qingyan shook his hand and said politely, ”Not at all.”
Tuoba Gucheng placed his right hand on top of Jin Qingyan's and said, ”You ought to be given credit for saving the hostage, Mr. Jin. I hereby thank you on behalf of the nation.”
Jin Qingyan placed his right hand on Tuoba Gucheng's arm calmly and said, ”You've flattered me, Mr. President. Please take a seat.”
An Xiaoning watched them let go of each other as she felt a cold shiver down her spine.
Each of them was seated on a separate side of the couch.
An Xiaoning held her hands together and remained silent.
”Xiaoning is in a safe circumstance for now, but I reckon the terrorists definitely wouldn't let us off so easily. I'm planning to announce the news of Xiaoning's return sometime later when the matter has died down a little,” Jin Qingyan explained.
Tuoba Gucheng turned to look at An Xiaoning, who was seated to his left. ”Do you share similar sentiments?”
”Yes, I'd like to live peacefully for a while.”