Chapter 183 Return, An Embrace in the Snowy Night
The basement of Tangdixuan was deathly silent.
Qian Weiguo slumped on the specially made metal chair like a lump of mud, completely unconscious, his body emitting a nauseating fishy smell.
Su Wantang stood still, her beautiful face expressionless.
After a long silence, Su Wantang finally spoke.
"Qin Zheng".
"Young Miss, I'm here."
"Clean this place up. As for Qian Weiguo, just keep him alive, just keep him on his last breath." Su Wantang paused, then added, "He's still useful."
"yes!"
It wasn't until she stepped out of Tangdixuan and into the jeep, as the cold air filled the cabin, that the taut string finally showed a slight sign of loosening.
Instead of starting the car immediately, she rested her forehead on the cold steering wheel and closed her eyes.
Exhaustion, like a tide, surged from every part of my body.
...
Courtyard No. 1, study.
Su Wantang had been standing in front of the huge model of Beijing all night.
She changed into clean loungewear, her hair casually pulled back, revealing a stretch of fair and graceful neck. She had treated her injured hand herself, wrapping it with clean gauze.
She didn't sleep all night.
The coffee had gone cold, but she didn't notice.
Her entire being was absorbed in the miniature city before her.
The "watchmaker" is a madman, a meticulous and ruthless madman.
He must have made thorough preparations to dare plan such a horrific attack. A direct assault would be the worst possible strategy, only alerting him and forcing him to detonate the bomb prematurely.
We must find the 'queen bee' without alerting him and detonate the fuse of this earth-shattering conspiracy.
Su Wantang's fingertips lightly traced across the sand table as she mentally devised one plan after another, only to overturn it time and time again.
She needs manpower, people who are absolutely reliable and capable of carrying out the most extreme tasks.
Qin Zheng is very strong, but he is a king of individual combat and is not suitable for commanding infiltration operations of this scale.
Zheng Kai and Wang Kun are far away in Shanghai, so their help can't quench their immediate thirst.
For the first time, she felt powerless and outnumbered.
The sky gradually brightened.
Outside the window, fine snowflakes began to fall, I don't know when.
At first, it was just a few scattered snowflakes, but soon it turned into a heavy, swirling snowfall. Overnight, the entire city of Beijing was blanketed in white.
This is the first snowfall since the beginning of winter.
Su Wantang walked to the window and looked at the silent, snow-covered world outside. The overwhelming weariness in her heart reached its peak.
Suddenly, she felt a sense of bewilderment.
In her past life, she fought against death on her sickbed for ten years, her only thought being to live.
In this life, she has a healthy body, immense wealth and power, but why does she feel more tired than in her previous life?
She reached out her hand, her cold fingertips touching the equally cold glass.
At this moment, she was not the ruthless "Bai Shu," but simply Su Wantang.
A woman who gets tired, exhausted, and lonely.
She suddenly missed Lu Jingyan.
I miss the chilling scent of tobacco and gunpowder emanating from him, I miss his deep, captivating eyes that could drown you, and I miss his broad chest that could shelter you from the wind and rain.
Where is that man now?
Is it snowing in the jungles of the South?
Was he injured?
The moment the thought crossed her mind, Su Wantang chuckled self-deprecatingly.
When did I become so fussy and indecisive?
Just as she was lost in thought.
"Squeak—"
The courtyard gate was pushed open from the outside.
A heavy, powerful footstep crunched on the snow as it approached the main house.
Su Wantang's body tensed up instantly!
Her eyes suddenly sharpened, and her other, unharmed hand silently reached for her waist, where several silver needles coated with medicine were hidden.
Who could it be at this point in time?
Wang Ma has a key and won't enter through the front door. Qin Zheng would never come without her orders.
Are they enemies?
She held her breath, her whole body like a fully drawn bow, staring intently at the doorway.
The door was pushed open.
A chill, mixed with wind and snow, suddenly rushed in.
A tall, upright figure, so familiar it was etched into his very bones, appeared at the doorway.
He wore a long black military overcoat, his shoulders covered with unmelted snow. His hat brim was pulled low, obscuring his expression, but the steely, murderous aura forged in the crucible of death was palpable.
Su Wantang was stunned.
She stood there, motionless, thinking she was hallucinating because she had stayed up all night.
How...how did he get here?
Shouldn't he be out on the southern border, thousands of miles away, "catching snakes"?
Lu Jingyan took off his military cap and casually tossed it onto the cabinet by the door, revealing a face that was travel-worn but still breathtakingly handsome. His gaze locked onto her the moment he entered.
Without saying a word, he strode towards her, taking three steps at a time.
Su Wantang's mind went blank.
It's not a hallucination.
That familiar, aggressive aura of hormones, those deep, icy eyes—they all felt incredibly real.
She stood there blankly, watching him walk up to her, and then he pulled her into a hard, hot embrace.
He still carried the chill of the icy world outside, but his chest was burning hot.
Su Wantang was so tightly held by him that she could hardly breathe, and she was completely stunned. Only at this moment did she finally feel a sense of reality.
He's back.
He really came back.
Lu Jingyan rested his chin on the top of her head, closed his eyes, and greedily inhaled the sweet scent emanating from her that he had been longing for day and night, his chest heaving violently.
After a long while, he slowly released her, cupped her small face in his large hands, and forced her to raise her head.
When his gaze fell upon the dark circles under her eyes and the hand wrapped in gauze, faintly oozing blood, the storm in his eyes instantly intensified.
A terrifying, almost tearing-apart killing intent erupted from his body!
But that murderous aura only lasted for a moment before he forcibly suppressed it.
Instead, there is a heartache so intense it could melt steel.
His fingertips, rough and hot, gently caressed her pale cheeks, his voice terribly hoarse.
"I'm back."
Su Wantang's eyes immediately reddened.
She bit her lip, stubbornly refusing to let her tears fall.
Looking at her feigned strength, Lu Jingyan felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly by a large hand, the pain making it hard for him to breathe.
He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and spoke in a lower, deeper voice.
"I'll take care of everything."
Just four simple words.
Su Wantang could no longer hold back, and tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.
She buried her face deep in his broad chest, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist.
All the pretense, all the exhaustion, all the pressure and fear of these past few days were released in this moment.
"Jingyan..." Her voice was thick with nasal congestion and sobs as she poured out everything that had happened in the past few days.
“The bald-headed man…he’s been arrested…I found Qian Weiguo…he confessed…”
"'The Watchmaker'... he's going to detonate a biological chemical weapon at the military exhibition... called 'Queen Bee'..."
Lu Jingyan listened quietly, his arms around her tightening inch by inch.
His expression remained unchanged, but his unfathomable eyes were already filled with a raging sea of blood.
Once Su Wantang's emotions had calmed down a bit, he lifted her face, wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and then lowered his head to kiss her cool lips.
“The ‘venomous snake’ I caught also vomited something out,” he said in a deep voice. “It completely matches Qian Weiguo’s testimony.”
Su Wantang was startled and looked up at him with teary eyes.
A cold, sharp glint flashed in Lu Jingyan's eyes: "The higher-ups are furious and have given me a death order to take my men back to the capital immediately. My mission is to cooperate with you to uproot this 'clockmaker' hiding in the gutter, along with everything behind him!"
He deliberately used the phrase "to cooperate with you".
He did not treat her as a weak person who needed protection, but rather placed her on an equal footing, fighting alongside him.
All the worries and pressures vanished at that moment.
Instead, there is an unparalleled tacit understanding between husband and wife, working together as one.
Su Wantang looked at him and finally smiled through her tears.
Lu Jingyan pinched her cheek, and a faint yet extremely dangerous smile appeared on his lips.
He took her good hand, placed it to his lips, and gently kissed it.
"It seems that my wife and I will have to join forces again to give some people an unforgettable gift."
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