As Fang Qingyang drove, he couldn't help but recall the exceptionally wonderful kiss from just now. He licked his slightly dry lips, where the lingering warmth of that ghost's aura seemed to still remain.
That beautiful face floated into my mind, a cool demeanor tinged with a hint of languor, inexplicably alluring.
Just then, the phone rang abruptly in the car, and Fang Qingyang frowned: Who is this inconsiderate person who is bothering me?
A quick glance revealed the name "Chen Bei" on the phone screen.
Fang Qingyang withdrew his gaze and continued to look straight ahead.
The phone rang incessantly. Frustrated, Fang Qingyang turned the steering wheel, pulled into a safe area, parked, picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and said coldly, "You'd better have something to say."
Shen Bei's voice came from the other end: Qingyang, Yangyang.
Fang Qingyang disliked Shen Bei's attitude towards Ning Qing, but the two were childhood friends and shared a bond from growing up together.
He asked, "What happened?"
A deliberately lowered voice came from the other end of the phone: My ancestor wants to see the person who saved us.
Fang Qingyang instinctively refused without hesitation: "I won't see you."
No matter the reason, Fang Qingyang would not let Ning Qing see a ghost hunter, especially an old ghost hunter with a pivotal position in the ghost hunting world. What difference would that be from sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?
Upon hearing Fang Qingyang's firm refusal, Shen Bei continued, "You know my ancestor's temper; he's always been very stubborn. There's no one he can't see if he wants to."
Fang Qingyang suddenly panicked. No, he absolutely couldn't let that old ancestor see that annoying ghost.
Why don't we send this troublesome ghost abroad? Their family holds an unusual position in the country; many officials, business tycoons, and wealthy individuals all respect that ancestor. It's not a good place to keep a ghost in the country!
Only abroad, their reach isn't that far.
Upon hearing no response from the other end of the phone, Shen Bei continued to persuade him: "Just let your friend come over and meet him. The old ancestor still values talent and won't make things difficult for him..."
Fang Qingyang swiped his phone screen impatiently and hung up the call, abruptly ending the incessant chatter.
Fang Qingyang turned the steering wheel, turned around, and returned the way he came, speeding up considerably on the way back.
Ning Qing's cultivation was interrupted by the doorbell. Annoyed, she got up and walked over. The moment the door opened, Fang Qingyang rushed in like a gust of wind, closed the door behind him, and pulled Ning Qing's hand into their room.
Fang Qingyang said anxiously to Ning Qing, "Hurry up and pack your bags, we're going abroad for a trip."
Ning Qing stared intently at Fang Qingyang. "What happened?"
Why are you in such a hurry to run away with me? To escape abroad? Could it be that I've done something wrong? When did that happen? Why don't I know about it?
Fang Qingyang looked at Ning Qing, who had a calm expression, and met his calm gaze. His agitation gradually subsided.
He began to recount the events, emphasizing the extraordinary status of that ancestor in the world of ghost hunting and recounting some of his deeds.
In short, it's incredibly awesome.
Ning Qing reached out and pinched the little boy's fair and smooth cheek, chuckling softly, "Just because he wants to see me, you want to take me and run away from the country?"
Fang Qingyang nodded. Although his family was a well-known family in the country, they were outnumbered. As long as that ancestor raised his arm and called, there would be plenty of people responding. Who would miss the opportunity to interact with the ancestor, who was like the North Star in the ghost-hunting world, and gain his favor?
Before Fang Qingyang could continue to persuade her, Ning Qing patted the little boy's hand and said, "Don't panic. You should know that I am not an ordinary ghost."
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