"Let’s go back, Living Yama will definitely be happy to see you."
"I need to et my grandfather first."
"Shen Family?" Qin Yue’s expression turned grave, but he said nothing, simply letting her into the car.
An’an turned to greet the people who had been protecting her all along, set up a way to keep in touch, and then got into Qin Yue’s car and left. Throughout the journey, Qin Yue was very displeased with the sudden appearance of people, exuding a strong sense of vigilance.
Like a Tibetan mastiff with its hackles raised.
"Who was that person just now?"
"He’s the bodyguard assigned to ."
"Isn’t that a bit over the top? With protecting you, who would dare to try anything?" Qin Yue curled his lips, noticing that the sense of estrangent between them was gradually fading, which put him in a better mood.
An’an glanced at him, estimating that he probably didn’t know about her selection into the Academy of Sciences yet. As the youngest and the most junior weapons research expert, her importance even surpassed so academicians.
However, this also brought her many troubles. An’an leaned back in the seat, lost in thought. If she had known it would be like this, she wouldn’t even consider going to the Northwest, let alone school.
Her sister was in M Country, she had to go imdiately. But the country wouldn’t agree, if she wanted to go, she could only ask her grandfather.
This was also the reason why when her grandfather’s assistant called her, she agreed to et him first.
When the car reached the small town, it was just around dinner ti. The assistant had been waiting at the door, and as soon as the car stopped, he hurriedly ca up to open the car door and gestured for her to enter.
"The leader has been waiting for you." At this eting, his attitude towards An’an was completely different, and An’an also seed different to him.
Not the naive and kind-hearted from the beginning, nor the icy cold later on.
"Thank you!" An’an nodded, turned to Qin Yue and said, "Wait for a mont, I’ll be out soon."
"Alright!" Qin Yue watched her go inside, then got out of the car and started to smoke.
In the courtyard, the old leader’s favorite lounge chair was already empty, and the assistant led her to the room where the old leader was having dinner. A cake made of sorghum flour, a bowl of yam porridge served with pickles.
In high position, yet his eating habits were still much the sa as before.
"Grandfather." An’an called as she approached the dining table.
"Well! Willing to call grandfather now?" The old leader put down the cake in his hand, smiling teasingly.
"I’ll let Aunt co back to see you." An’an frowned at the sight of her grandfather, a bad premonition in her heart.
"No need, it won’t help. Although she forgave over the years, the estrangent has already ford."
"Not really." An’an wasn’t very good at comforting, so she could only say in a narrated tone, "Aunt misses you a lot, she’s been feeling guilty all these years too."
"Alright, as long as she feels guilty, it’s fine." The old leader waved the assistant away, changing the topic, "Let’s not talk about this. I have sothing I need you to handle."
"I won’t help you with anything." An’an refused flatly, "Things you ask for are too scary." When her grandfather made a move, it was always earth-shattering.
"I’ll make a deal with you." The old leader didn’t get angry; instead, he laughed. "You want to go to M Country, right? But the country doesn’t allow it?"
An’an’s eyes lit up, a delighted smile spread across her face, pure and innocent, still the original Sheng An.
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