Let you raise pigs?But kicked me out of the classmate group?

Chapter 1391 Intimate Contact
Chapter 1392 Intimate Contact

"very good."

Sofia resumed her icy beauty persona.

This can be considered as acceptance of Qin Hao's suggestion.

"Looking forward to Paris."

"I heard good news from Mr. Qin."

Her grey-blue eyes lingered on Qin Hao's face for a final moment.

His gaze was complex and difficult to decipher.

Then I turned around decisively.

They were accompanied by their entourage, just as they had come.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, he strode out of the banquet hall with haughty steps.

The sound of high heels gradually faded into the distance.

The hall was filled with lively discussion and lingering shock.

An even bigger storm.

It seems to be brewing on the horizon.

And the eye of the storm.

It was undoubtedly the one who had just purified the "devil's throat".

The Chinese man who casually accepted Leclerc's offer.

The festive atmosphere of the banquet ended after Sofia left.

It became more intense and subtle.

Countless people rushed up to toast Qin Hao and Grandpa Abdul.

Congratulations and probing intertwined.

Aria watched as Qin Hao navigated the crowd with ease.

Looking at his calm and confident profile.

The intense sense of crisis and bitterness that had just arisen because of Sofia.

It did not disappear.

Instead, it coils around you like vines.

Tighter and tighter.

He picked up his glass and took a big gulp in a fit of pique.

The icy liquor slid down my throat, but it couldn't quell the restlessness in my heart.

That Sofia Leclerc.

Judging from Qin Hao's eyes, he's definitely not innocent!

And that bastard Qin Hao!

He was talking to that woman just now.

Still laughing!

Although the smile was fake.

But he usually keeps to himself.

They're either cold-faced or sarcastic!
"Humph!"

Arya grew angrier the more she thought about it, and couldn't help but snort again.

"What's wrong."

"My little lion?"

Old man Abdul came over at some point.

His face wore a mischievous, childlike smile.

Lowered his voice.

"That French girl."

"Did it put pressure on you?"

"grandfather!"

Arya was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He instantly bristled.

Cheeks flushed.

"Who's under pressure!"

Who does she think she is!

"Cold and emotionless, like a robot!"

"That bastard Qin Hao."

"We can cooperate with whomever we want!"

"I don't care!"

Arya turned her face away, her tone urgent and rapid.

It's like trying to cover something up with a guilty conscience.

"Hahaha!"

Grandpa Abdul laughed heartily.

He patted his granddaughter's shoulder hard.

His eyes gleamed with cunning and knowing light.

"It's good that there's no pressure!"

"Nothing~"

Grandpa Abdul deliberately dragged out his words.

He glanced at Qin Hao, who was talking to a general not far away.

"I'm an old man who's lived to be this old."

"He's good at judging people."

"That Qin kid..."

"Like the fiercest wind and the wildest horse on the grassland."

“You can’t catch him by just baring your teeth and claws.”

"You need to be more stable than him."

"He sees further than I do."

"Make him feel like you're an inescapable shadow."

"It was after he conquered the stars and the sea."

"A harbor where you can turn back and dock."

When the old man said this...

His tone carried the感慨 and profound meaning of someone who had been through it all.

Arya was stunned.

He was pondering his grandfather's words.

Is he more stable?

Can you see further than him?

Harbor?

Arya subconsciously looked at Qin Hao's tall and straight back.

The restless flame burning in my heart.

It seemed that his grandfather's words had dampened his spirits somewhat.

It transformed into a deeper sense of confusion and a strange driving force.

at this time.

Qin Hao ended his conversation with the general.

He turned and walked towards them.

Qin Hao's gaze naturally fell on Aria.

I noticed her slightly flushed cheeks and somewhat absent-minded expression.

"Miss Arya."

Qin Hao walked up to her.

He ignored the old man next to him who was watching the show with amusement.

His tone was calm.

But it carried a declaration.

"We haven't finished settling the score yet."

"The subsequent purification and stabilization work at the mine pit."

"It needs the most reliable person to keep an eye on it."

"Captain Ali has other tasks assigned by the old man."

"so."

He leaned slightly closer to Arya's ear.

Warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe.

They whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

It carried a hint of command, yet was damnably provocative.

"you."

"Come with me to the mine."

"Now."

Arya felt numbness on half of her cheek.

But Arya's inherent pride made her straighten her back immediately.

Chin held high.

They tried their best to maintain a "who's afraid of who" attitude.

"Go and go!"

"Let's see how you pull off this 'miracle'!"

Arya deliberately raised her voice.

It carries a sharp, bluffing tone.

He was trying to cover up the inner turmoil he was experiencing.

She didn't even dare to look at the sly smile on her grandfather's face, the one that seemed to say, "I know everything."

He grabbed his thin coat from the back of the chair.

He was the first to walk out of the banquet hall, his steps so fast they seemed to carry the wind.

Qin Hao looked at that champagne color.

A silhouette that seemed to be fleeing in disarray.

The corners of his mouth curved upwards almost imperceptibly.

Qin Hao nodded slightly to Grandpa Abdul.

"Old man."

"Someone needs to be in charge at the mine."

"Let's take the first step."

"go Go!"

Abdul grinned so hard his eyes disappeared from his grin.

Wave.

"Young man, your career should be your priority!"

"be careful on the road!"

The word "safety".

His words were particularly meaningful.

A black, bulletproof SUV pierced the thick darkness of the night.

It roared away from the brightly lit and still noisy "Golden Lion's Nest".

The interior space is spacious.

But at this moment, a strange silence permeated the air.

Charlie very conscientiously squeezed himself into the passenger seat.

Holding a tablet, fingers flew across the keyboard.

Pretend to be extremely busy.

Try to minimize your presence.

I would only occasionally steal a glance at the two masters in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Arya sat close to the car window.

I want to embed myself in cold glass.

The rapidly receding wilderness and sparse lights outside the window cast flickering shadows in her amber pupils.

Arya could feel it clearly.

Qin Hao, standing next to him, exuded a unique woody scent.

It domineeringly occupies every inch of air inside the car.

Arya could only stare desperately out the window.

Pretend to be attracted by the scenery.

Qin Hao closed his eyes to rest, seemingly oblivious to the oppressive atmosphere inside the car.

Only his chest rose and fell slightly, and his brow furrowed occasionally.

This shows that he is not truly relaxed.

The area on the back where the shoulder blade was hit by falling rocks from the mine.

A dull ache ran through me during the bumpy drive. The car jolted violently on the potholed dirt road.

"Well."

Qin Hao grunted.

My body tensed up involuntarily.

His closed eyes suddenly opened.

A fine layer of cold sweat instantly seeped from his forehead.

The suppressed groan of pain was exceptionally clear in the silent carriage.

Arya turned her head sharply almost reflexively.

"you"

The words just left his mouth.

She met Qin Hao's eyes, which appeared even deeper and darker due to the pain.

He was frowning.

I subconsciously moved my injured shoulder.

"What are you looking at?"

Qin Hao's voice was hoarse with pain, but his tone remained cold.

"Can't die."

It's that line again!

The slight concern that had just surfaced in Aria's heart was instantly replaced by anger.

She glared at him fiercely, then turned back to look out the window.

But it was just a fleeting glimpse.

Qin Hao's forehead was covered in cold sweat and his lips were tightly pressed together.

But it was etched into her mind like a brand.

asshole!

What are you trying to prove?

Inside the temporary prefabricated building that serves as the mine command center.

Bright lights.

On a huge electronic screen.

The screen displays real-time monitoring footage of various areas of the mine, along with a dense stream of data.

Several technicians on duty saw Qin Hao and Ailiya enter.

He immediately rose respectfully.

"Mr. Qin!"

"Miss Arya!"

"how is the situation?"

Qin Hao walked straight to the main control panel.

My gaze swept over the various indicators on the screen.

The pain in his back made Qin Hao's posture slightly stiff.

"Reporting to General Qin!"

"The neutralization reaction in the core area is stable!"

"The concentration of toxic gas continues to drop to zero!"

“The construction of the overburden layer in the edge C7 area is 85% complete.”

"It is expected to be completed before dawn!"

"Data from all monitoring points exceeded expectations!"

The engineer on duty spoke with barely suppressed excitement.

"very good."

Qin Hao nodded.

The tense nerves seemed to relax a little.

Qin Hao walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Looking out at the mine pit illuminated by searchlights.

The once billowing, dark green toxic fog has been replaced by a thick, silvery-gray neutralizing layer.

Like a huge scar that is healing.

far away.

The roar of construction machinery sounded particularly clear and powerful in the night.

Arya also walked to the window.

He stood a step away from Qin Hao.

She looked at the bustling scene outside.

This bastard seems to be creating miracles.

Silence once again spread between the two.

But this time.

The cramped feeling inside the car is gone.

There was a strange resonance between them, as they were all facing a grand cause together.

It felt as if tiny electric currents were silently growing in the air.

"that."

Arya cleared her throat.

broke the silence.

"Back."

"Is it really okay?"

"I was in the car just now."

Qin Hao turned his head to look at her.

Under the warm yellow light.

Arya's profile has softened slightly.

Her honey-colored skin had a healthy glow.

Thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under the eyelids.

The usual flamboyance has diminished.

There was a bit of awkward concern in it.

His heart stirred slightly.

"A little bruise."

Qin Hao's tone was devoid of emotion.

"Bruises?"

Arya turned around instinctively.

She looked at his back with suspicion in her eyes.

The dark gray suit jacket was crisp and tailored.

There's no clue.

"show me!"

Arya blurted it out almost without thinking.

With a commanding tone.

Just like she usually directs her subordinates.

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Arya herself was stunned.

this.
Isn't this request a bit too abrupt?
My face suddenly felt hot again.

Qin Hao was also slightly taken aback.

Looking at her, something seemed to be churning inside.

Qin Hao did not answer immediately.

There was no action taken.

Just looked at her quietly.

That look made Aria panic.

I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Just as Arya was about to lose her composure and turn to run away.

Qin Hao suddenly moved.

Qin Hao raised his hand.

He slowly and methodically began to unbutton his suit jacket.

One.

Two
The movements were neither hurried nor slow.

It carries an indescribable tension.

He took off his dark gray coat.

He casually draped his arm over the back of the chair next to him.

Inside was a finely crafted white shirt.

Under the light.

Arya saw it clearly.

The area under the crisp white shirt fabric, on Qin Hao's left shoulder blade.

A deep purple shadow was faintly visible!
The area was much larger than she had imagined!
"you"

Arya gasped.

My heart clenched suddenly.

Almost instinctively, he took a step forward and reached out his hand.

Just as my fingertips were about to touch the shadow beneath the shirt.

It recoiled abruptly as if it had been burned.

"You call this a small bruise?"

Arya's voice trembled with anger that she herself was unaware of.

"Qin Hao!"

"Are you made of iron?!"

"Why did you rush forward in such a dangerous place like the mine?!"

"What are you trying to block with stones!"

"What kind of hero are you trying to be!"

Arya grew angrier the more she talked.

The volume of the voice also increased.

Arya herself was unaware of the lingering fear and heartache she felt.

Qin Hao looked at her flustered appearance.

Looking into her eyes, I saw the undisguised concern and anger.

Something seemed to gently bump into a corner of my heart.

Qin Hao slightly curled the corners of his lips, but the smile was very faint.

Yet it carries a touch of genuine warmth.

"I won't block it."

"Are you just going to watch me get smashed to a pulp?"

An understatement.

But it struck Arya's heart like a thunderbolt!

All the anger, accusations, and pretense were shattered in that moment!

That fleeting moment in the mine.

Qin Hao pushed her away without hesitation.

The scene shows someone using their back to block falling rocks.

It was vividly reproduced before my eyes!

original
So he remembered!
He remembers it so clearly!
A strong surge of emotion, a mixture of bitterness, throbbing, and a burning feeling, rushed to Arya's head.

He opened his mouth, but found that his throat felt like it was blocked by something.

He couldn't utter a single word.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She could only stare blankly at him, at the glaring outline of the bruise on the back of his shoulder.

Looking at that faint, damnably gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

Time stood still at this moment.

Only the low hum of the instruments and the distant rumble of machinery outside the window remained in the command center.

A silent, intense tension permeated the air.

They were tightly entwined.

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