Chapter 1354: Jing Hanye Doesn’t Have the Habit of Spying on Others
Xia Yinian’s reaction was undoubtedly Gu Beicheng’s favorite.
"Don’t..."
Xia Yinian drew back her hands and gave Gu Beicheng a push.
The girl in his arms was struggling, so Gu Beicheng had no choice but to let her go and brace himself up.
"What’s wrong?" He looked into her eyes.
"I don’t like it here, this is someone else’s place." Xia Yinian said, her face flushed red.
"It’s fine, Jing Hanye doesn’t have the habit of peeking at other people."
But that bit of strength of hers, to him, was nothing at all.
Gu Beicheng propped himself up, caging her in so she had no way out.
"Beicheng." Xia Yinian lay back down on the bed.
"Beicheng, you... what are you going to do?" Xia Yinian blinked her eyes and asked in a low voice.
Meeting her shimmering gaze, Gu Beicheng’s thin lips curled slightly.
...
"Who on earth is that old woman?" Yu Wanqing sat on the hotel balcony, holding a wineglass in her hand.
The crimson liquid sloshed in the glass with the force of her grip.
"We’re not sure yet. Her identity is very strange, our people have no way to investigate her at all." Yu Xuran, standing behind Yu Wanqing, replied in a low voice.
"No matter how hard it is, we have to find out." As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Wanqing raised her glass and took a mouthful of red wine.
The round moon hanging high in the sky bathed the whole Bing City in its gentle moonlight.
Snowflakes white as curdled cream lay over the ground, the eaves, the tall trees, setting off the moon perfectly; everything was bright and gleaming.
Yu Wanqing’s mood now was just like today’s blizzard.
The man she loved had no room for her in his heart; for that woman, he didn’t hesitate to rush about, he didn’t hesitate even when his life was being threatened.
She ached for him, and at the same time wished she could lock him back at her side.
Yu Wanqing knew that no matter how difficult things were, no matter how slim the hope seemed, the beautiful night that belonged to her and Gu Beicheng would come.
They were the rainbow after the storm—hard-won, but the most beautiful existence of all.