south.
realm.
Sheng Qian stood on the edge of the subtropics, her gaze fixed ahead.
Just a few steps forward and you can cross the border and reach the other country.
But Sheng Qian waited quietly there.
Given her current status, she would certainly need many people to protect her, and Long Yunting assigned several skilled individuals to protect her safety.
Sheng Qian is now more worried about Long Yunting's safety.
"Madam, someone is coming out over there."
The people behind them had sharp eyes and saw several cars coming out from the opposite side.
Sheng Qian moved her feet, "Let's go to the other side of the bridge."
She stood in this position so that she could easily keep an eye on the people coming and going.
As the diplomatic convoy emerged, Long Yunting nodded to the head of the diplomatic corps and then led his men to drive in the other direction.
It's obvious that they had already given instructions while they were inside.
Moreover, the question of whether Long Yunting should stay or leave is not something that diplomacy can control.
After Long Yunting came out, he went straight to the agreed meeting place. When he parked the car, he saw Sheng Qian walking quickly towards him. Long Yunting took her hand and, disregarding the occasion, hugged her tightly. "Were you worried?"
"How can I not worry? I'm afraid something else might happen to you."
Don't forget what he looked like when you first met him.
It was because of what happened here that things turned out that way. Imagine, without Sheng Qian's medicine, even if he could wake up, he wouldn't have woken up so quickly.
Or they might have to sleep for several years.
In just a few years, many things have changed.
Missing those years means missing today.
Long Yunting thought of how he almost perished in the south last time, and couldn't help but hug her tightly.
“I’m only here to assist them; the main force from the south is the one that will actually take action,” Long Yunting reassured them.
That's what he said, but if something goes wrong, he still has to lead the team to the front lines.
We can't let those weak and bookish officials charge forward.
Are you staying here tonight?
"Go straight back to Haicheng?"
"Aren't you going back to the capital?" Sheng Qian glanced behind him.
Long Yunting shook his head. "My people will report the final results to their superiors. I'm just going through the motions. Go on."
Sheng Qian followed Long Yunting into the car.
Long Yunting didn't have anyone follow him, and as Sheng Qian's entourage grew older, the people around her were gradually demoted.
As He Weiguo and his family get older, they can't keep following him around after they get married and have children.
Although He Weiguo really wanted to follow Sheng Qian, Sheng Qian felt that with Long Yunting by her side, the situation was stable and she didn't need to bring any bodyguards or anything like that.
So this time when she went back, it was just Long Yunting and her.
Just as they returned to the hotel, Long Yunting went to prepare some toiletries for Sheng Qian when her phone rang.
It is Bo Yu.
Sheng Qian glanced at Long Yunting, who was busy working, then took her phone and walked to the side to answer it.
"Mr. Bo."
"Sheng Qian, I will arrive in your country, Haicheng, in a few days."
"...Welcome!"
Sheng Qian wondered what Bo Yu was doing in Haicheng.
but.
Before he could even ask the question, the phone was snatched away. Long Yunting said with a grim expression, "Mr. Bo, is there something you need?"
A cold and indifferent greeting.
Sheng Qian shrank her neck and turned away.
Long Yunting has tolerated Sheng Qian, his partner, for many years.
Sheng Qian was also helpless. She was almost forty years old, how could she still be so childish?
Long Yunting is really naive.
Holding the phone, he not only coldly asserted his dominance but also subtly warned the other party not to come to Haicheng.
Although Bo Yu was also married, Long Yunting knew that his marriage was devoid of love. Long Yunting had seen how Bo Yu looked at Sheng Qian, so he absolutely would not allow this man surnamed Bo to come to Haicheng.
After hanging up the phone, Long Yunting said to Sheng Qian, "We're not going to Haicheng. We're going back to Beijing."
Sheng Qian nodded, "I'll listen to you."
We can't go against this jealous king's wishes right now.
Sheng Qian thought to herself, she's not some stunning beauty anymore, and she's getting on in years, so why is he still so careful? Only he treats her like a treasure; to others, she, Sheng Qian, is nothing.
Only Sheng Qian herself would think this way.
At this time, Sheng Qian still possessed a captivating charm, and her mature allure was quite unique, the kind that only grew more alluring with age.
Given her net worth, countless young gigolos would want to hitch a ride with her.
It's not without reason that Long Yunting is getting increasingly nervous, because he will also get old.
However, Sheng Qian is surrounded by more and more young people. If one day Sheng Qian is bewitched by some young man and abandons him, he will have nowhere to cry.
If Sheng Qian knew what Long Yunting was thinking, she would probably laugh herself to death.
In Sheng Qian's opinion, the older Long Yunting was, the more charming he became.
Especially after seeing what he looked like in his old age, Sheng Qian knew that he was handsome even in his later years, far surpassing those young men.
She doesn't like pretty boys.
After all this time, he should know why she fell in love with him in the first place.
but.
Long Yunting doesn't seem to have that kind of awareness.
If Sheng Qian stayed by his side because of the bond of marriage, then that would be a mistake.
Sheng Qian admitted that she was attracted by his looks, but it was mainly his personal charm that captivated her.
Thinking of something, Sheng Qian couldn't help but smile.
"What are you laughing at?"
Long Yunting snorted to himself and said angrily, "You can't see that guy surnamed Bo anymore, do you hear me?"
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