Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 1883 The Taste of Conspiracy
CHAPTER 1883: CHAPTER 1883 THE TASTE OF CONSPIRACY
"Then don’t do anything to let Shuangshuang down." An Hao said unceremoniously, "When you two were together, Shuangshuang put in a lot of effort. I don’t want him to find out his choice was wrong, so don’t let her down!"
"Shuangshuang is the only one in my heart! Don’t worry, sister-in-law, I have no feelings for Gan Tian at all! She helped Shuangshuang during a difficult time, and I’m grateful to her and consider her like my own sister!"
"That’s good. If I find out you’re doing something to wrong Shuangshuang, I’ll be the first one not to spare you!" An Hao laid down her harsh words.
"Sister-in-law, I swear on my life to you."
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After leaving the military compound, Qin Jian accompanied An Hao for a stroll in the city.
His leave was short, and he would soon have to return. With the limited time, he just wanted to spend some carefree days with his wife.
"When will your training finish this time?" An Hao linked her arm through Qin Jian’s, looking up at him as she spoke.
"A year, I suppose."
"I hope you come back soon."
"I hope so too. But the courses won’t be over anytime soon." Qin Jian looked at his wife with eyes full of love, "However, if I get the chance, I’ll sneak back to see you."
An Hao shook her head: "Better not. I don’t want to be the femme fatale that causes harm to the nation."
"Okay. I’ll listen to you." For Qin Jian, his wife’s words were like an imperial decree.
Whatever she says, goes!
An Hao smiled contently, realizing that being spoiled by her husband felt incredibly good.
She held tightly onto Qin Jian’s arm, gradually blending into the crowd on the street.
Not far away, someone who had been watching them slowly put down their binoculars.
He sighed softly, seemingly somewhat unwilling.
So he quickened his pace and followed them again.
As Qin Jian and An Hao walked, he followed; when they stopped, he also stopped.
In terms of tracking skills, he was among the best, but sometimes, a person’s luck just isn’t that great.
Just as Qin Jian suddenly turned his head, he unexpectedly spotted that distinctive figure in the crowd.
Some people are naturally sharp.
Take Qin Jian, for instance; with that one glance, he swiftly caught a whiff of something different.
This trace of difference made his brows furrow involuntarily.
"What’s wrong?" An Hao noticed Qin Jian’s pace slowing down and casually asked.
"It seems like someone’s following us." Qin Jian said in a low voice.
Although it sounded unbelievable, he genuinely felt that was the case.
"Who?" An Hao asked.
"A man who appeared at Qiushu’s wedding." Qin Jian had a faint impression of him.
He had come with Hou Zicheng at the time, and it was this reason that made Qin Jian somewhat cautious.
"Speaking of which, I was also followed by someone a while ago." An Hao had originally wanted to keep this matter hidden.
But since they were talking about it today, An Hao simply revealed what happened that day.
"But why would they follow us?" Qin Jian was puzzled, "Do we have something they need?"
"Military secrets?" An Hao thought of how Qin Jian had mentioned the increasingly rampant spies.
Suddenly, she sensed a whiff of conspiracy.
The brewing storm was real.
"That might make sense. But still, you must be careful! Although that woman didn’t harm you, make sure you don’t follow anyone alone next time. Moreover, you’re just a doctor; if anything like this happens again, you must report it to the National Security Bureau." Qin Jian reminded repeatedly.