Leng Youchen squeezed her hand, "Don't take such risks in the future. If you misjudge his intentions, the consequences could be unimaginable."
Wei Anning smiled, "I know, but don't you think I was quite impressive just now?"
"Yes, impressive—to the point that you didn't even know if you took aim. If William knew, he'd be furious enough to spit blood," Leng Youchen teased.
Wei Anning pouted. With the crisis averted, they should be able to return to the United Kingdom smoothly, right? Thinking of the pile of things awaiting them in England gave her a headache.
The two went directly to Nan City Airport, passed through security, and boarded the plane. Only then did Wei Anning breathe a sigh of relief.
After the plane took off, she unbuckled her seatbelt and got up from Leng Youchen's embrace. She looked at her messy self, feeling quite uncomfortable, and asked Leng Youchen, "Can I take a bath on the plane?"
Leng Youchen looked at her with interest, "What, you want to take a bath?"
