Her Year of Leave Is About to Expire, Right?

After she left, Ye Qichen covered his eyes, pursed his lips, and went back to his tablet. His chubby hand poked at the screen as he exited the stock market page, logged onto the official website of the dark web, and found pictures of a miniature pistol about the size of a palm with ease. It was very convenient to carry around, small and practical.

The gun's black body was polished until it was glistening. The model and function introduction were beside it. All kinds of precise data were displayed.

Undoubtedly, this was a very useful weapon.

At the very least, it was one of the best pistols in the world. Very suitable for women to use.

Ye Qichen calculated how much this pistol would cost in Bitcoin. Then, he logged into his stock market account and sold his most profitable stocks without hesitation.

Next, he exchanged his earnings for Bitcoin and returned to the black market's official website to order the pistol.

No one on the black market would investigate your identity. Of course, no one would expect a child to pay such a high price for this weapon.

Ye Qichen left a message for the seller to deliver the goods in half a day-the address was Ye Wangchuan's apartment in Beijing.

After doing all this calmly, he sat back on the sofa and stared at WeChat for a long time before clicking on the white profile picture at the top. He looked at the profile picture nervously before starting to type a message...

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The plane landed at Beijing Airport more than 10 hours later.

Night had already fallen when they got off the plane. Fortunately, the breeze in June was warm, and it would not be cold even at night.

"Miss Qiao!" Gu San had not seen Qiao Nian for a long time. He waved at her as soon as she came out of the gate. He was so enthusiastic that he completely forgot about Ye Wangchuan, who was following behind.

Qin Si was also there. He stuffed his cell phone into his pocket and excitedly asked, "Where? Sister Qiao is out? Where is she?"

"Over there." Gu San pointed. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Qin Si immediately spotted a man and a woman among the crowd walking out of the gate. The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful. The effect was compounded since they were walking together.

Many people peeked at them along the way.

However, both Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan seemed immune to such gazes. They did not care about the attention as they walked out.

"Master Wang!" Qin Si stepped forward anxiously and patted the man's shoulder. "You're finally back! I wanted to go look for you so badly."

Bo Jingxing was also there.

Qiao Nian had not seen him in a long time.

Still as gentle and refined as ever and much calmer than Qin Si, he walked over with a smile. "Miss Qiao."

He greeted Qiao Nian first, then punched the man's shoulder. "Master Wang, you're back. How many days do you plan to stay in Beijing this time?"

Ye Wangchuan had grown up with them and came from the same background. They were familiar with each other, so he did not mind the closeness. "I'm not sure yet." Bo Jingxing grabbed his suitcase and followed him. "You're not sure? Aren't you planning to stay longer this time?"

Ye Wangchuan's eyes darkened as he opened the car door. He did not answer directly. "I still have something to do. We'll see."

Country M and the independent continent were related to Nie Qingru and Qiao Nian's mother. He was unwilling to tell anyone about this.

Bo Jingxing looked at him in surprise and then at Qiao Nian, who was walking behind him. He chased after her. "It's almost September. Miss Qiao's leave from Qing University is about to expire. She's almost taken a year off from school. Mr. Huang and Master Cheng still discuss this. But you're not coming back. What are you planning?"