The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Chapter 451: The Secret About the Past (69)

Chapter 451: The Secret About the Past (69)


Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios


An Xiaoning was kept awake all night by Jin Qingyan.


In fact, she could be described as having had a close shave with death.


He was full of vigor and energy, like a young chap in his twenties.


Ever since they came back from N Nation, they had not been taking any contraceptive measures.


An Xiaoning wanted to give birth to a second child.


Thus, she’d decided to let nature take its course.


She was willing to go through all the pain and suffering again to bear him another child, simply because she loved him too much.


She wanted to let him be there throughout the entire course of her pregnancy and witness the growth of their child after it was born.


Yiheng’s childhood was what he missed out on.


Knowing that it would be hard to conceive again, she did not get her expectations up too high and instead just tried what she could and hoped for the best.


She woke up the next morning right after daybreak.


She felt his arm wrapped around her body tightly as they snuggled up to each other beneath the blanket.


His unique scent lingered around her nose. She closed her eyes and opened them again before resting her head on his chest, letting the sounds of his rhythmic heartbeat fill her ear.


After lying in that position quietly for a moment, she kissed his chin and moved her body upwards to give him a peck on his cheek. She then began kissing his lips, nose, and forehead repeatedly until he was awake.


“Let’s sleep in a little longer, it’s still early,” said Jin Qingyan, sounding a little hoa.r.s.e.


“I can’t fall asleep anymore.”


With a smile on his face, he tucked her hair behind her ear and said, “Are you afraid that you won’t be able to see me when you wake up later and you’d like to see me for longer?”


“How shameless of you. Of course not.”


He hugged her even more tightly and said, “But that’s the case for me. You’re so beautiful, I just can’t get enough of you. Since when did you start being so pretty? If only I’d known you earlier. It would have been best if I had known you since we were young. That way, I could have admired every inch of your beauty all the way until we’re adults.”


He then began kissing An Xiaoning’s cheeks affectionately while she closed her eyes to enjoy the moment.


“Take care of Yiheng while I’m not home.”


“You can rest a.s.sured with me around,” he said confidently.


“It’s better to be safe than sorry.”


“Got it.” He then lifted her up and placed her on top of him.


“What are you doing?” An Xiaoning asked, lying on top of him.


“What do you think?”


“I don’t know.”


He smiled widely, causing the dimples on his face to show clearly. An Xiaoning poked his dimple with her index finger and said, “Stop smiling.”


“Do I look ugly when I smile?”


“No, it’s precisely because you look too handsome when you smile that I’m afraid I won’t be able to bear to get out of bed and leave you.”


He smiled even wider and said, “Don’t get out then.”


“Have you got a heart? I’m going out to work for your sake. I really hope you’ll regain your memory soon. I can then hand over the duties to you and finally take a break.”


He kissed her finger and said, “I’ll try my best to recall everything. It’s been hard on you, my dearest Honey.”


An Xiaoning’s heart melted upon hearing his words. She lay atop him, wis.h.i.+ng that time would stop for the two of them at that very moment.


After procrastinating for a long while, they finally decided to get out of bed.


Just as she was about to put on some lipstick, he smooched her on the lips again before allowing her to continue.


An Xiaoning made her way downstairs with her luggage after having breakfast.


Fan s.h.i.+xin took the luggage from her while Jin Yiheng held her hand and said, “Mommy, you must come back soon. I’ll miss you.”


“Yes, be good at home. Don’t be mischievous. Otherwise, Daddy will smack your b.u.t.tocks.”


“Rest a.s.sured, Mommy, I’ll be very very very obedient.”


“Why don’t I believe you?”


“Hey, Mommy, I’m being serious.”


An Xiaoning giggled and said, “Alright, Mommy shall get going now.”


Jin Qingyan and Jin Yiheng waved her goodbye.


They watched as An Xiaoning got into the car and embarked on her journey toward the airport.


Jin Qingyan looked down and asked his son, “Did your mommy give you any special instructions?”


“No. Daddy, did your wife give you any special instructions?”


“Yes.”


“What was it?”


“She told me that I was free to beat you if you get naughty. I’m allowed to beat your b.u.t.tocks too,” Jin Qingyan answered, staring at him calmly.


“Mommy is so cruel.”


“Who do you think is better? Mommy or Daddy?”


“Daddy, of course,” Jin Yiheng answered smilingly, looking up at him.


Jin Qingyan reached out to caress his son’s head and said, “Yes, good boy.”


“Daddy, you said you’d bring me out to play today.”


“Yes, let’s get ready and set off immediately,” Jin Qingyan held his son’s hand and returned inside the house.


“Shall we go fis.h.i.+ng first?”


“No problem.”



Ling Ciye made a trip to L City.


He had set off early in the morning. Since it was a neighboring city, the flight there was rather short.


As soon as he landed, he hailed a taxi and went straight to the hotel Song Yan was staying in.


He tried to call Song Yan a few times but she did not answer. Thus, he had no choice but to call her colleagues instead. After obtaining their exact filming location, he immediately proceeded to look for her there.


Not wanting to be recognized by the paparazzi, he decided to put on a cap, a pair of shades, and a surgical mask.


Although he was not a celebrity, he had quite a bit of entertainment value, which made him almost as newsworthy as celebrities. It was better to be safe than sorry, even though he rarely appeared on the news.


There were a bunch of onlookers crowding around the outdoor filming location.


He recognized Song Yan amongst the crowd.


She was dressed in a uniform consisting of a short-sleeved s.h.i.+rt, a pair of shorts, and sports shoes. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she clearly had some makeup on.


Ling Ciye watched her quietly and thought to himself that her actions were too vigorous.


She was running about almost continuously.


It seemed his instructions had fallen on deaf ears.


After watching for a while, he decided to return to the hotel.


It was almost noon by the time she wrapped up and returned to the hotel. The production unit decided to take a break due to the overbearing sun and scheduled for filming to resume in the afternoon.


Song Yan was thrilled to see him and frantically chucked her card into the slot and entered the hotel room.


“What brings you here?”


“I was amongst the crowd watching you during the filming,” Ling Ciye answered as he took a seat by the bed.


Noticing the sullen expression on his face, Song Yan’s smile began to vanish. “What are you trying to say this time?”


“Nothing.”


“Did An Xiaoning really say that our baby will die at the end of the month?”


“Yes.”


“What if it doesn’t? If it doesn’t, will you get her to apologize to me?” Song Yan hissed.


After a moment of silence, Ling Ciye retorted, “Whether or not your baby dies has nothing to do with her. What right have you got to make her apologize? I was the one who asked her to read our fortunes.”


“Have you got too much time on your hands? Why did you have to get our baby’s fortune told? I’ve already applied for leave from work for the end of this month. I’ll resume filming next month. I shall see if our baby will really die even when I’m resting in the hospital.”


“Are you tired?” Ling Ciye asked.


“A little. But it’s pretty fun filming together with everyone. I enjoy working in such an environment.” Song Yan sat down beside him and continued, “Ciye, let’s both control our temper and stop arguing, okay? I get so upset every time we quarrel.”


“Have you eaten?” he asked, trying to avoid the subject.


“Yes, have you? If you haven’t, I’ll get my a.s.sistant to buy you some food.”


“Not yet.”


Song Yan immediately called her a.s.sistant and instructed her to buy some food for Ling Ciye.

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