Chapter 482 - 139 Miaomiao Kidnapping Airport Turmoil_4
The caller was persistent and called again. At this time, Uncle Chang, who had been playing the role of the invisible man, spoke up, "Maybe it’s an urgent matter concerning Miss? Young Master Ning, could you help answer it?"
Ning Zihuan picked up the call.
A deep voice came through the phone, "I just got off the plane. Where are you now?"
Ning Zihuan raised an eyebrow, "And you are?"
The person on the line was a man. Yan Song was taken aback, wondering if he had dialed the wrong number. He glanced at the screen again; no mistake, it was indeed Yun Ya.
"I’m Yun Ya’s boyfriend. Who might you be?" Yan Song’s tone was anything but polite.
Ning Zihuan chuckled lightly, "What a coincidence, I am also Yun Ya’s boyfriend."
Yan Song’s breath hitched, "Are you looking for trouble?"
"Male friend, of course. Unless you insist on misunderstanding, in which case, I can’t be bothered to explain."
Yan Song, who was already in a foul mood, felt even worse because of this person’s words.
Another rival in love.
Miaomiao, can’t you give me a break.
"Where are you now?" Yan Song asked calmly.
Ning Zihuan didn’t waste words and reported the hotel room number before hanging up the phone.
"Who was calling?" Uncle Chang inquired.
Ning Zihuan walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his thin lips slightly curving, "He says he’s Yun Ya’s boyfriend."
What about being a boyfriend? They aren’t married yet, it’s fair competition.
Yun Ya is so outstanding and has been his goddess since he was young. He would be a fool not to pursue her.
Ning Zihuan didn’t mind the title of boyfriend; he wouldn’t even mind if it were ’husband.’ After all, these are just empty titles. It matters who ultimately wins her heart.
It was less than five minutes before the doorbell rang.
Uncle Chang hurriedly got up to open the door.
Standing at the door was a youth in a gray coat, tall and straight, handsome as a painting but looking travel-worn.
"You must be Young Master Yan, Miss’s boyfriend. Hello, hello, I’m Uncle Chang," Uncle Chang immediately extended his hand with enthusiasm.
"Hello, Uncle Chang. I’ve heard Yun Ya speak about you," Yan Song said with a light chuckle as he shook hands in return.
Uncle Chang had a very good first impression of this young man. Handsome, tall with an excellent family background, and most importantly, he was good to the Miss.
Uncle Chang felt like he was evaluating a son-in-law, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
Yan Song was humble and friendly towards everyone close to Yun Ya, a marked change from his usual pride—clearly a way to win hearts.
"Where is Yun Ya?" Yan Song asked as he walked in.
This was a presidential suite, with a separate living room and bedroom. Yan Song immediately spotted the youth standing by the window.
His back turned in his direction, his figure lean and slender.
The youth turned around, his smile seemingly harmless and innocent, "Master Yan, I hope you’ve been well."
In those eyes, Yan Song detected a covert challenge and ambition.
The challenge was directed at him, and the ambition was obvious.
So, it was him.
Third Young Master Ning, Ning Zihuan.
Indeed, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Yan Song narrowed his eyes and said with a light laugh, "So it’s Third Master Ning. Are you friends with Yun Ya?"
Ning Zihuan curved his lips, "There’s much Master Yan doesn’t know."
Yan Song couldn’t be bothered to argue and walked straight into the bedroom.
On the big bed, Yun Ya’s brow was furrowed, her sleep troubled.
Now and then she would call for Miaomiao, then for Brother Yan—Yan Song found this terribly unsettling.
Lying down next to her, he held her and gently kissed her forehead, "Silly girl, after such a big ordeal, you still kept it from me. Let’s see how I deal with you later."
Perhaps sensing the familiar scent, Yun Ya gradually quieted down.
After a while, Yan Song got up and went out to find Uncle Chang and get an understanding of the situation. It seemed complicated and apparently involved foreign forces.
His thoughts aligned with Yun Ya’s; the adversary had certainly come prepared. Although they had made early preparations, could the enemy be completely unaware?
A tough fight seemed inevitable.
Just then, Yun Ya’s voice suddenly came from the bedroom. Yan Song rushed back in. Ning Zihuan was about to follow but was swiftly stopped by Uncle Chang, "They are lovers; what are you doing following them, Young Master Ning?"
Ning Zihuan pursed his lips, sitting down on the sofa with an unhappy face.
Uncle Chang chuckled, "Young Master Ning, do you fancy our Miss?"
Ning Zihuan glanced at him, "Do you even need to ask?"
Quite frank.
With a smile, Uncle Chang said, "Although Young Master Ning is outstanding as well, I have to advise you that you can’t compete with Master Yan."
Ning Zihuan chuckled, "We shall see."
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Yun Ya dreamed that something terrible had happened to Miaomiao. She woke up screaming, the shadow of her past life always haunting her. She was terrified of losing Miaomiao again; she would surely go mad.