Qin Xin’s emotions were extrely complicated.
After a long silence, she said softly, "Perhaps, beyond the programming, he also has his own soul."
However, science cannot acknowledge or prove this.
Nalan Ye Jue said nothing more, he just stood silently behind her, holding her hand tightly.
In the distance, the firelight gradually subsided. As Nalan Ye Jue said, Wolff’s n soon ca with doctors to carry away Matthew’s body and the fainted Sara.
Bodyguards chased in the direction of the jungle, but Nalan Ye Jue’s private plane was already airborne with Qin Xin, headed for the coastline.
The escort team following the plane further deterred the bodyguards from making reckless moves.
Inside the cabin.
Lu Yi brought over so hot tea and snacks.
Nalan Ye Jue raised his hand to stop him.
Only then did Lu Yi notice that Miss Qin had already fallen asleep against the seat.
Nalan Ye Jue draped his cashre blanket over Qin Xin and put his phone on silent mode.
Lu Yi, understanding the intention, set the snacks on the table in front of Nalan Ye Jue.
To his surprise, Nalan Ye Jue still waved his hand expressionlessly.
Lu Yi, caught off guard, realized that the young master was worried the sound of eating might disturb Miss Qin’s sleep?
Yet the young master, having undergone surgery without eating and after a long flight, hadn’t considered his own needs for even a second?
Qin Xin slept deeply for four to five hours.
It was only when the plane landed in the empire that she woke up.
For so reason, she slept surprisingly well, without even a stir of dreams.
Ironically, it was Nalan Ye Jue in the seat next to her whose eyes were slightly bloodshot, clearly having not closed his eyes the entire ti.
Qin Xin felt a bit embarrassed: "Did I delay your work?"
Nalan Ye Jue smirked lightly: "No. It was convenient for to return ho anyway."
Lu Yi behind them: "..."
The young master’s "convenience" was a jab at this single dog’s heart like dog food.
Little did anyone expect the dog food feast wasn’t over yet: "There’s a fresh batch of North Pole shellfish at ho today, shall I make a sashimi and soup for you to try?"
Lu Yi watched helplessly as his boss, with just a few words, managed to persuade Miss Qin to go ho with him.
His mind void of other thoughts, only focusing on a capitalized "admire".
He desperately ssaged in the "Seven Calabash Brothers" group chat: "I finally know why I’ve been single since birth."
"Why?"
"Why?"
A string of concerns appeared.
Lu Yi held back his desire to complain and retracted his words: "Nothing much, I just really admire the young master for having surgery without anesthesia and then flying long-distance for 4×2 hours."
"Ha, ha, you didn’t admire when the young master fought a hundred solo back in the day?"
"Ha, ha, you didn’t admire how the young master’s robot business monopolizes 99.9% of the global market?"
A series of mockeries erged.
Lu Yi: "Okay, I admit, the young master is not human, the young master is a god."
Lu Bing replied with a lingering sentence: "Brother Yi, did you manage to get the signature I asked for?"
Lu Yi: "What signature?"
Lu Bing: "Damn! I knew you didn’t care about , definitely forgot. It’s the signature of the racing goddess Xihe."
Lu Yi: "Forget about it."
Hmph, you dared bet on Miss Qin breaking up with the young master, and still want Xihe Goddess’s signature, Xihe Goddess wouldn’t waste her ti on a blind dog like you.
Lu Bing: "Then what about my autographed book from Xinghe?"
Lu Yi: "That one... I’ll try harder. Honestly, I want a signed book to worship at ho too, you think it’s easy to get?"
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