The Overnight Chosen Wife: darling, kiss me deeper

Han Xichen opened the passenger door and helped Xiaoshi in, then he kept all the bags in the backseat before occupying the driver’s seat.

The entire car ride was silent until they arrived at her apartment. As soon as the car stopped, she dashed out like her house was on fire. "Thanks for the ride, Dr. Han. I’ll go up first!"

"You forgot something." He laughed and stepped out of the car.

"What?" She paused and looked at him curiously, then saw him opening the door to the backseat to reveal the colorful shopping bags. She scratched her head awkwardly. "These... I should give them back."

He raised an eyebrow. "You want me to wear them?"

"Of course not!" She was speechless at his attempt to act dumb. His tone was even so natural that it sounded as though he was seriously considering the idea. "I mean... It’s already good enough to fake it. As for the gifts, you could give them to your sister."

He grinned at her idea. "My sisters are much older than me and are all married. They will beat me up if I do such a thing as give them clothes and jewelry that teenage girls and young women like."

She laughed, not daring to imagine the scene of Han Xichen getting beaten up. "Then... You can keep them. What if you meet a girl later, and she likes them? You can give it as a gift."

She thought her idea was perfect, but he looked aggrieved. "You want me to give to my girlfriend the things we used as props for our act?"

She was suddenly at a loss. "But they are so expensive. I can’t simply take them..." She knew that the man would definitely not accept a refund.

"Why don’t you take it as a friendly gift? If you still feel like it’s too much, you can treat me to lunch."

By ’treating him to lunch’, he meant that she should continue making him bentos whenever she had the time. He hoped that she would understand what he meant without needing him to say it out aloud. Luckily, she did.

She smiled as she asked, "What do you like to eat? I will make it for you tomorrow."

"I’ll like whatever you cook." He answered without thinking through it. When he saw her widened eyes, he couldn’t help pinching her cheeks and teasing her. "What I mean is that I’m not a picky eater. I don’t have any food allergies—at least none that I know of. What are you thinking?"

"Oh... Nothing." She shook her head. His words sounded like what a man in love would say. ’I would eat anything as long as my love cooked it’. Was it her fault that she misunderstood his implication?

The man glanced at the shopping bags and decided that they were too many for her to carry on her own, so he picked them up. "What’s your unit?"

"Uhm...20. It’s on the 6th floor." She followed him into the elevator nervously. When they arrived, she opened the door with slightly trembling hands.

Ever since she moved into her apartment, she didn’t have many visitors. Aside from the cleaning staff, Xiehan had dropped by a few times to check on her and fill her fridge. Her dad had only been here once...

To put it simply, this was the first time that she was letting a man who was not her relative into her apartment and it was strange. What was more strange was that she didn’t feel uncomfortable about it.

After placing the bags on the couch, Han Xichen didn’t intend to overstay his welcome. He straightened his sleeve and turned to leave. "I’ll ask the staff at the reception to let you into my office when you come. You don’t have to stand in the parking lot and wait for me."

She nodded, though it didn’t make much difference whether she waited in the parking lot or in his office. His routine was so strict that she could almost always know what time to appear in the parking lot. However, he might have to handle an emergency and be late. In that case, it would be more convenient to access his office.

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That evening, Lanni reported her progress to Xiehan.

"It turns out, Flynn’s parents are alive. I don’t know why he would lie to me, but that doesn’t make him a suspect yet. He is too young to have done anything significant twenty years ago. On the other hand, I have a bad feeling about his father."

Xiehan pulled her onto his lap and showed her the content on his laptop screen. "I overheard your conversation with your dad and started digging up. On the twentieth of every month, he would come to B City and leave on the twenty-second. However, in October, he would stay for a little longer and leave on the twenty-sixth."

"I didn’t know Flynn was this predictable." Lanni found it baffling when she saw the dated travel and hotel records. He had always struck her as a smart and sneaky person.

Xiehan raised an eyebrow. "As long as it is something that happens often, there is bound to be a pattern. My guess is that during these trips, he came to visit someone he cares about—and it’s very likely for that person to be his father."

She thought the speculation made sense, but, "The point is, Flynn is German. Shouldn’t his dad be German?"

"That doesn’t mean he cannot live in B City for many years. Besides, he looks mixed to me. Look at this." He pointed at the records for the past two years.

"His last routine visit was two years ago. A day after he returned to Germany, a huge dent appeared in his bank account. Something must have happened to his dad at the time, making him spend a lot of money. He stopped coming to B City routinely, but this proves one thing; his dad is indeed suspicious. I couldn’t find his records."

Lanni rubbed his arm. "It’s already impressive that you could find so much." Flynn had the backing of Galaxis, after all.

"It’s a huge clue." He agreed.

"Do you think he could be the mysterious supporter?" She asked.

"So far, we have only proved that he is the sender of that letter. We still don’t know what it means." Although that was what he said, he was almost fully convinced that the sender of that letter was the culprit behind everything. After all, the only noticeable strange thing about the past was that letter. Everything else seemed to be normal, and it would have been impossible to prove that Ji Feifei was not a child of the Ji family if Lanni did not play tricks.

The other party must have lackeys in B City and this made their work easier.

Lanni was in deep thought. "Actually, there’s a way to translate that letter."

"No way." He rejected her suggestion without having to hear it. Before she could protest, he added, "Honey, I know you are trying to help me out; but I can’t let you seek that creepy man for any reason."

"But if his father wrote it, he might know what language it is. Perhaps, he might understand it too." She insisted.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "How many of Flynn’s words can be trusted?"

She thought of something and let out a smile. "All of them, if there is something in it for him."

Beefore he could forbid her from using herself as bait, she caressed his hair. "Aside from helping you figure things out, this is actually quite fun."

She didn’t know when it started but recently, she had been looking forward to finishing her work fast so she would continue trying to find more pieces of the puzzle. It was like playing a mystery game, only that this was real life and failure to resolve the mystery or alerting the enemy might result in death.

Since it involved her own amusement, he didn’t say anything against it anymore. He gave her the picture of the letter and forcefully gave Flynn a video call by hacking his computer.

In a few seconds, the man’s face appeared on the screen.

"This style of a ’grand’ video call is Luna’s style. However, Luna wouldn’t be sitting on Xiehan’s lap so you should be Lanni." He analyzed.

"Stop pretending to be unable to tell us apart." She wanted to give him a slap through the screen. She had long realized that apart from the people closest to them, he seemed to know them too well.

Being exposed, he laughed. "What’s up? Did you miss me? Did you finally decide to come back?"

"In your dreams. I only need..."

Lanni suddenly stopped speaking as her gaze focused on the calender behind Flynn. She gathered herself and calmly asked, "Flynn, where are you?"

"Galaxis." He answered in one word, as though she was asking a stupid question.

"Okay. It’s hard to communicate this way, I’ll give you a phone call." She hung up immediately. She then tilted her head and asked the man behind her, "Did you see it?"

He shook his head. She was in front of him. He only noticed that she must have seen something shocking but was unable to follow her gaze.

She was still in shock. "It’s the sign... I remember it now. It’s the official seal of Galaxis as well as the signature of the Big Boss.

This means that Flynn’s dad... is the Big Boss of Galaxis."

She seemed to understand somethi ng. "No wonder he lied about his parents being dead."