Wei Heng froze.
He hadn't expected his younger sister to arrive so quickly, so he awkwardly put out his cigarette, took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth: "I didn't sleep all night, I'm a little sleepy."
He didn't want his younger sister to worry about him, and he especially didn't want her to smell the cigarette smoke on him.
My younger sister has never liked the smell of smoke.
Ning Yuan frowned and looked Wei Heng up and down. She was relieved to see that he was not injured.
But... I didn't see Aheng.
She couldn't help but worry: "How is Ah Heng? Is her injury serious?"
Aheng is Rong Zhaonan's cousin and a close friend who has always protected her and regarded her as a sister.
Upon hearing Aheng's name, Wei Heng's jaw muscles tensed, and his eyes darted around: "She's fine, just... a minor injury, a bullet wound that penetrated her skin, but didn't hit any vital organs."
"A minor injury? A bullet wound is considered a minor injury? You rough men are really something!" Ning Yuan rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.
Ning Yuan immediately instructed her bodyguards to keep watch around the area, and then she prepared to go see Aheng.
Upon seeing this, Wei Heng said, "I've observed the area. It's a bit far from my apartment, but the neighborhood is fairly safe. I haven't seen any suspicious people."
"Better safe than sorry." Ning Yuan nodded, still instructing her bodyguard to keep an eye on things before following Wei Heng into the safe house.
The room was cramped, and the smell of disinfectant made her nose itch.
Ah Heng was already up, washing his face in front of the sink. He was wearing Wei Heng's shirt, the hem of which barely covered his buttocks, revealing two long, fair, and strong legs.
The morning light shone through the cramped window, casting a faint golden hue on her smooth, toned legs.
Ah Heng usually wraps himself up tightly, like a tomboy.
At this moment, however, she seemed like a completely different person, her wet hair plastered to her forehead, making her features appear even more delicate.
She possessed a feminine grace, yet unlike the typical delicate and charming woman, she had a kind of androgynous beauty that defied masculinity.
As soon as Wei Heng entered the room, he saw this scene, and his face instantly turned red. He didn't know where to look.
He coughed twice, trying to cover up his embarrassment: "Ahem, why... are you wearing my clothes?"
Ah Heng, bewildered, wiped his face and shook the water droplets off his hands: "If I don't wear your clothes, am I supposed to go out wrapped in a bed sheet? Or just go naked?"
Wei Heng was taken aback by her bluntness, and stammered angrily, "At least... at least wear some pants!"
"I'm wearing my underwear! My jeans from yesterday were stained with blood, and I can't wear your pants either!" Ah Heng retorted irritably.
Ning Yuan stood to the side, taking in the entire interaction between the two.
She looked at Wei Heng with a half-smile, her eyes flickering. Hmm, the atmosphere between these two is a bit off.
Wei Heng froze, his ears and neck turning red.
He felt uncomfortable under Ning Yuan's gaze, coughed twice, and made an excuse to leave: "Little sister, I'll be going now that you're here. I need to take care of what happened last night..."
After saying that, he fled the safe house as if he were escaping, leaving Ning Yuan and Aheng looking at each other in bewilderment.
Ning Yuan watched Wei Heng's retreating figure and couldn't help but shake her head.
This guy is such a blockhead! But... it looks like something must have happened last night!
Ning Yuan stepped forward and asked Aheng with concern, "Aheng, how are you? Is anything bothering you?"
"It's nothing, just a minor injury, I won't die!" Ah Heng laughed nonchalantly, with her usual forthrightness.
Ning Yuan sighed helplessly and poked Aheng's arm: "Grandma, this is a gunshot wound! What if it gets infected? Even if you don't die, you'll suffer! Come with me to the Ning family's hospital right away, and we'll treat the wound properly so it will heal quickly and won't affect your mobility."
Ah Heng scratched his head: "Okay!"
In the end, Ning Yuan understood her best, knowing that what she cared about most was recovering quickly and not hindering her actions.
Ning Yuan handed the bag she was carrying to Aheng: "These are the changes of clothes I prepared for you. Change quickly, and we'll leave now."
Ah Heng took the bag and chuckled, "Ningning is the best, she's so thoughtful!"
As she spoke, she began to take off Wei Heng's shirt, revealing his beautifully shaped and muscular back, as well as his bandaged wounds.
Ning Yuan immediately stepped forward and carefully helped Aheng change his clothes, so that the careless guy wouldn't aggravate his wound again.
"What exactly happened last night? How did you get suddenly attacked?"
Aheng's face darkened, and his eyes became somewhat complicated: "I went to find Wei Heng to talk to him about Zhou Yan, but as soon as I finished speaking, someone attacked us, or rather, attacked Wei Heng!"
Ning Yuan frowned. Zhou Yan... it's Zhou Yan again!
She knew that her elder brother wouldn't come to the Hong Kong government as a military officer for no reason; there must be another reason behind it.
Could this be related to Zhou Yan's appearance?
Ning Yuan thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Besides the attack, did anything else happen?"
She felt that Wei Heng's behavior was a bit off today.
Ah Heng changed his clothes, his expression a little unnatural: "It's nothing... it's just that we were trapped in the safe house, and he helped me treat my wounds, and then..."
"And then what?" Ning Yuan pressed, a vague premonition creeping into her heart.
Aheng hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around, and he didn't dare to look at Ning Yuan.
For the first time, Ning Yuan saw an embarrassed blush and awkwardness on her face, which was completely different from her usual carefree personality.
After stammering for a long time, Ah Heng finally managed to squeeze out, "Then...then I...I proposed to him..."
Ning Yuan froze; this dramatic turn of events almost made her choke on her own saliva.
"Cough cough cough cough..." She coughed desperately, her face turning red, and she pointed at Ah Heng but couldn't speak for a long time.
Ah Heng, puzzled, patted her back while muttering, "Why are you so excited? It's just a proposal, is it really that big of a deal?"
Ning Yuan finally calmed down and glared at Aheng fiercely: "You scared me to death! You're more than just excited! Did a donkey kick your brain?"
She had previously refused to let Wei Heng know that they had a relationship.
After Wei Heng remembered, she refused to take responsibility again, acting like a scumbag.
Ning Yuan: "...Just because we fought together, you're going to propose to him now?"
He was probably stunned by the sudden "marriage proposal".
Ah Heng muttered somewhat unconvinced, "I just think he's quite useful! Look how well he treats external injuries, he's a good cook, and he's quite skilled. He's obviously a good support. Besides, he's from the same 'unit' as us, we know each other well, it's a great combination!"
Ning Yuan felt her temples throbbing. Suppressing the urge to slap Aheng on the head twice, she scolded him irritably:
"Are you alright? Why don't you go marry the medic in your unit? Form the strongest medical team, and you can walk sideways on the battlefield, no one can kill you!"
No wonder my older brother had that ghost-like expression today.
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