Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Embrace in the Deep of the Night
At night, Yang Wen washed up and went to bed.
When Yang Fei ca out of the shower, Qin Yanyang was just turning off the television and preparing to head to her room to rest.
"When can I sleep in this room?" Yang Fei asked as he saw her intending to enter her room, reminiscing about the solid sleep they had in each other’s embrace the previous night.
Qin Yanyang’s face flushed, and she said softly, "Not yet."
Yang Fei said, "I won’t do anything, just sleep together, that’s all. You can trust , I absolutely won’t cross any lines."
Qin Yanyang’s ears turned red.
He said he wouldn’t cross any lines, but he wasn’t well-behaved once asleep.
Moreover, there were many things in her room that she couldn’t let Yang Fei see.
"It’s not okay now, it depends on your behavior," Qin Yanyang insisted.
Yang Fei looked disappointed, put on a determined face, and firmly said, "Sooner or later, I’ll sleep in there."
Qin Yanyang, worried that she might soften and agree, opened the door and quickly went inside, hurriedly closing the door behind her.
Leaning against the door, she could feel her heartbeat quickening and her cheeks remained flushed.
"I should drink less from now on."
She figured it must be because she had too much to drink.
After a while, she cald down and thought of sothing. She walked to her computer and turned it on.
Connecting to a secure network, she got in touch with a subordinate and asked them to look into Yang Fei’s father’s situation.
His uncle had said that Yang Fei’s father had left their village at seventeen and had gone without news for five years. The people from his hotown even thought he had died elsewhere.
Although he had contacted his family later, he had never returned to the village, and when he did, it was on his deathbed, bringing with him the one-month-old Yang Fei.
With so little information, it was hard to investigate. The only things she could provide were a na and place of origin.
Thinking of Yang Fei’s lonely and solemn silhouette during the morial service, a twinge of pain echoed in Qin Yanyang’s heart.
"I hope so useful information can be found."
...
Yang Fei lay in bed, also thinking about this matter.
According to his uncle’s description, his father had been on the brink of death when he returned.
With no signs of injury, the life qi chanism was lost, beyond the point of return. He himself was skilled in dical arts yet had never heard of such an affliction.
It seed more like he had suffered an irreversible internal injury.
Could it be that his father had a fortunate encounter after leaving the village and learned martial arts?
There were no clues at all.
Yang Fei finished a cigarette, and then suddenly narrowed his eyes, thinking of Tang Qian’s sister, Tang Shuwan.
When she had seen him, she said he looked very similar to a person she once knew.
She had also asked about his place of birth, but after hearing it, she simply shook her head.
That person from her past was from Imperial City. But what if that person was a woman?
Having been an orphan since childhood, with his father dead, he neither knew his mother’s na nor what she looked like. He had once longed or hoped that she might appear one day, but as he grew up, he had lost that notion.
In searching for his mother, firstly he had no clues, and secondly, he had left it to fate.
But after this trip to pay respects to his father, learning so things from his uncle, his heart was stirred with emotion.
As a son, he thought he ought to at least know who his parents were.
Moreover, now that there might be more to his father’s death than ets the eye, if he were an ordinary person, he would not inquire or pursue it. But he was, after all, the King of Madn, soone with abilities, and naturally, he wanted to understand the truth.
"Forget it, let everything be as fate wills it," he concluded.
Discarding the cigarette butt, Yang Fei simply turned over and went back to sleep.
He didn’t know how long he slept, but in a daze, Yang Fei suddenly opened his eyes.
He pushed open the door and saw the living room light on, with Qin Yanyang dressed and standing at his door, holding a suitcase as if about to knock.
Yang Fei checked the ti, 2:37 in the morning.
"What are you doing so late?" Yang Fei asked.
Qin Yanyang looked at him and said, "I received a mission on short notice, I might have to leave for a while."
Yang Fei frowned, "Does the school’s mission require you to leave in the middle of the night?"
Qin Yanyang gave an embarrassed smile. She was just about to leave him a note and depart, but for so reason, she wanted to say goodbye to Yang Fei in person.
Now, hearing his question, she felt a bit awkward, indeed it was hard to make up an excuse.
But still, she pressed on, "I can’t explain it to you right now. I told you when we first t, sotis I might have to work on so scientific research projects that require
to be away from ho for several days. The lab just called to say that there has been a breakthrough in an academic matter, and they’ve asked us to work overti to tackle it."
Yang Fei looked at her skeptically, clearly not very convinced.
But in the end, he asked, "How long will you be gone?"
Qin Yanyang thought for a mont, shook her head and forced a smile, "I’m not sure yet, maybe ten days or half a month."
"Alright then, be safe," said Yang Fei.
Qin Yanyang’s heart skipped a beat.
Be safe?
Did he catch on to sothing, or did he notice any clues?
Yang Fei was calm, looking at her, he said, "If there’s any ergency, just call . You know, your husband here is a martial artist, I’ve got so skills."
Qin Yanyang breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "What kind of ergency could there be with scientific research? Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Besides, my grandpa, my dad, and my brother are all martial arts masters, and I am Miss Qin of the Qin Family, how could anything happen to ."
Yang Fei just smiled at that, rembering the two individuals who had appeared on Yun Mountain a few days ago.
Ordinary people wouldn’t dare ss with Miss Qin.
But if soone did co, they wouldn’t be ordinary.
"So... I’m leaving now?" Qin Yanyang said, looking at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei nodded, "It’s so late, why don’t I drive you?"
Qin Yanyang shook her head, "I can drive, it’s too much trouble for you to go back and forth, and too tiring. Get so rest early."
Yang Fei agreed, then I’ll see you out.
Saying so, he took Qin Yanyang’s luggage and started walking downstairs.
Qin Yanyang felt a warmth in her heart and suddenly didn’t want to leave.
She used to be so free-spirited, leaving whenever she said so; today, she could have left a note or explained everything over a phone call in the morning, but for so reason, she just wanted to say goodbye to him in person.
She had begun to feel attached.
Qin Yanyang thought silently.
He escorted Qin Yanyang to the underground parking and placed the luggage in the car.
As Qin Yanyang was getting into the car, Yang Fei suddenly opened his arms, "Can I have a hug?"
Already feeling sentintal today, Qin Yanyang considered it for a mont and couldn’t resist, nodding gently.
Yang Fei hugged her openly and warmly.
Qin Yanyang rested her head softly on his shoulder, her thoughts drifting back to their ti on Yun Mountain.
The two held each other gently, nestled together.
After a while, Qin Yanyang gently pushed him away, "I have to go."
Yang Fei said okay.
Qin Yanyang got into the car, gave Yang Fei a look, and then smiled brightly, "I’ll try to co back as early as I can, goodbye."
Yang Fei smiled back saying goodbye, watching as she drove away.
Of course, Qin Yanyang wasn’t really heading for Binhai University. She drove straight for the airport where she did find about fifteen n with sharp gazes and imposing auras waiting for her.
A middle-aged man approached Qin Yanyang and gave her a standard military salute, loudly saying, "Good to see you, Commander."
Qin Yanyang returned the salute and asked, "Is everything ready?"
"Reporting to the commander, all other mbers have assembled. Please give your instructions."
"Depart."
Two minutes later, the helicopter took off, disappearing into the night of Binhai.
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