Chapter 123: Could Yun Xinghu Be…?
Xie Qiang took a light breath.
She didn’t know if it would involve her life, but it seemed she had to cooperate with Yun Xinghu to prepare in advance.
“Fine.” She nodded. “How do you want to cooperate?”
Seeing her nod, Yun Xinghu also breathed a sigh of relief. “I need you to persuade His Majesty to force Star Lake Group to increase the production of high-efficiency healing medicine and open a new research department to study ancient medical smart devices to improve the medical treatment of combat zone Guides.”
Hearing these demands, Xie Qiang couldn’t help but take another look at Yun Xinghu.
She really couldn’t help but think… didn’t this man and Jiang Qingwan have something in common?
One was an S-class Guide whose mind was full of improving Sentinel treatment, and the other was an S-class Sentinel whose mind was full of improving Guide treatment.
Waitâwith this kind of setting, could Yun Xinghu be the novel’s male lead? Since the author hadn’t introduced a male lead even after 500,000 words, many readers were asking in the comments, but the author only said there would be one without revealing who.
Xie Qiangâs gaze turned suggestive instantly.
“Xinghu, right? Oh my, why are you standing? Sit, sit, sit!”
Xie Qiang walked around the sofa, pressed her hands on Yun Xinghuâs shoulders, and pushed him down into the seat. She wore a doting expression, as if looking at her own son-in-law. “I agree to the cooperation you mentioned. However, I have some questions for you.”
Why is she looking at him like that?
Being stared at by a girl who only recently reached adulthood with the doting gaze of a parent made Yun Xinghu feel it was a bit eerie.
He silently moved his body back. “What does the Princess want to ask? If itâs about the secrets of Star Lake Group, you have to at least persuade His Majesty to increase production first before I can tell you.”
“No, no, no. The secrets of Star Lake Group can wait.”
Xie Qiang looked at him with a smile. “Sentinel Yun, how old are you this year?”
The question was truly unexpected. Yun Xinghu gave her a suspicious look. “178 years old.”
“Oh~” A sister-brother romance!
“Then what kind of Guide do you like?” Xie Qiang continued to ask with a smile.
Yun Xinghu covered his chest again, a trace of horror appearing on his face.
This Princess… couldn’t have fallen for him, right!
“Princess! I like Guides who are gentle, considerate, kind, responsible, and emotionally stable!” Definitely not someone like you who changes faces on a whim, loves to kill with a borrowed knife, and hides a knife behind a smile!
Ooh~ The female lead is gentle, considerate, kind, responsible, and emotionally stable!
Xie Qiang nodded with great satisfaction. “You have good taste; Iâm very pleased.”
It was just… Xie Qiang looked at Yun Xinghuâs female attire and felt a trace of sympathy. In this form, even if he appeared before Jiang Qingwan, she would only treat him as a sister.
In the original novel, the follow-up might have been Yun Xinghu escaping from prison, changing to a Sentinel identity, and reappearing before Jiang Qingwan.
But now, it seemed that plot likely wouldn’t happen.
Xie Qiang couldn’t help but show a sympathetic gaze again: Son-in-law, youâre going to be single.
Yun Xinghu: …
What exactly is this Princess thinking? I can’t see through her at all.
Could this be the so-called ‘unpredictable heart of a ruler’?
…
After Yun Xinghu left, Xie Qiang stretched lazily and looked at the time on her lightbrain.
It was 20 minutes until 7:00 PM.
No one had an appointment with her at seven, and she didn’t have a ticket for that time. It was just that five people lived in the tower, and she had sent tickets to four of them; there was no reason to leave out only Wanyan Jin.
So, she had just invited Wanyan Jin to meet at the exhibition entrance at seven.
Though she knew there was a high chance he wouldn’t come, she still wanted to wait.
Leaving the VIP room, hearing her say she was going to wait for Wanyan Jin, Hong Que immediately curled his lip. “Why wait for that pretty boy? He said it himselfâhe has no interest in being your Imperial Husband!”
Xie Qiang gave him a look. “If you don’t want to wait with me, you can go back first.”
“No way!” Hong Que immediately looked around cautiously. “What if I get snatched back home on the way! You must keep me and Mo Yin with you at all times!”
Saying that, Hong Que leaned down and held Xie Qiangâs arm tightly, looking quite like a “damsel in distress.”
Xie Qiang couldn’t hold it back and burst out laughing.
“What are you laughing at!” Hong Que glared. “Am I funny?”
Xie Qiang: “A-ha.”
“???” Hong Que hadn’t expected her to admit it and felt a bit annoyed. “Can’t you say something nice? Are you like this in front of Sen Ji, too?”
The red-haired youthâs voice was a bit jealous. “Definitely not. With Sen Jiâs self-deprecating and sensitive temper, if you said that in bed, he wouldn’t give you four hours.”
“?” Xie Qiang whipped her head around, wanting to pinch him in shame. “How can you be so blunt! Thatâs a private matter between me and Sen Ji!”
“Weâll be a family in the future; what private matter?” Hong Que didn’t care. “I wouldn’t mind if you brought up our private matters in front of him more often!”
Itâs best to say it every day and make that tiger break down!
Xie Qiang helplessly propped up her head, unable to do anything with this Hong Que, whose temper was only that of a three-year-old.
Beside them, Mo Yin silently handed over the unfinished cotton candy. “Don’t be angry.”
Xie Qiang felt a bit of warmth; as expected, Mo Yin was the steady and reliable one.
Mo Yin looked up at Hong Que and said earnestly, “Brother, be careful. If you bring it up, the tiger will compete, and the time will be longer.”
Hong Que: “! That makes sense!!!”
Xie Qiang: … She took back what she just said. Mo Yin isn’t reliable at all!
At 7:00 PM, Wanyan Jin indeed didn’t come.
The art gallery closed at 9:30 PM. Xie Qiang had dinner at the restaurant next door and then returned to wait.
Until 9:00 PM came, there was no sign of Wanyan Jin.
It had started to snow outside. The soft snowflakes drifted slowly under the lights, laying a thick blanket on the ground. Xie Qiang reached out to catch one, feeling a chill in her palm.
“That guy isn’t coming. Let’s go back.” Hong Que held his palm over Xie Qiangâs head, and seeing her nose turned red from the night wind, he muttered unhappily, “Don’t tell me youâve fallen for that pretty boy.”
Since her nature changed, she really has become more and more fickle!
Xie Qiang withdrew her hand and looked at him helplessly. “I just simply wanted to repair our relationship.”
To avoid not having a hand to scratch you or a foot to kick you in the future.
“Is that so…” Hong Que looked at her suspiciously. “If the repair isn’t successful, you won’t rely on a ‘shortcut’ to force a repair, will you?”
A shortcut?
Xie Qiang thought for a moment before the meaning sank in. Her face turned red, and she instinctively raised her foot to kick him. “What nonsense are you talking about!”
Hong Que quickly jumped away, landing five meters away, and shouted indignantly, “What! All those scumbag Guides do it that way!”
“…” Xie Qiang clenched her fist. She leaned down, scooped up a pile of snow to make a snowball, and threw it hard at Hong Que. “I would never do that!”
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