Chapter 793: I Want You as a Person

“I’m an assassin.”

Bo Yanching’s entire body shuddered.

His first reaction was to hold her tightly, declaring dominantly, “So what?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened, “You don’t mind?”

“Why should I mind?

I want you for who you are, not for what you do.”

After being stunned for a moment, Nan Jiaojiao laughed, raising her hand to his lips to press them gently.

“Shh,” she whispered, “don’t yell, speak softly.

This is my secret.

And, you might run into some trouble recently, so be careful.”

After looking at him once more, her eyes filled with his image, having seen enough yet not willing to part, she pushed him away as she leaned back.

“I’m sorry.”

“Jiaojiao!”

There were stairs behind him, and Bo Yanching stumbled down a few steps as he was pushed, bracing himself against the wall.

When he looked up again, Nan Jiaojiao’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

His legs weren’t even steady when he took two steps up, burst through the door, and dove into the chaotic corridor.

“Nan Jiaojiao!”

He searched frantically for her but to no avail.

Yaen Chi was gripping his arm, releasing it once Bo Yanching stopped, and asked in astonishment, “Brother Yan, didn’t find her?”

Bo Yanching was breathing rapidly, his expression dark and grim, as he said in a harsh tone, “Seal off the front and back entrances, including the garage door.

Don’t let her escape.”

“Escape?”

Yaen Chi didn’t quite understand and wanted to ask more, but Bo Yanching suddenly walked toward the other end of the corridor.

The elevator on the 7th floor was nearly paralyzed, crowded with people.

Bo Yanching took the stairs, running down to the first floor in one breath.

Just as he was about to run to the basement level, he felt a severe tug at his heart, paused for a moment, and headed toward the main entrance of Minglun.

Just then, a black sedan was parked at an angle to the side, and Nan Jiaojiao was bending over at the passenger door.

A man wearing a duckbill cap stood by her, holding the door open, waiting for her to get in.

“Nan Jiaojiao!”

She was startled for a moment, looking up to see Bo Yanching approaching.

His stride was fast and fierce, his eyes dark and intense, like a fully drawn bow, fixed unblinkingly on her.

“Li Jian is nearby, hurry up and get in the car, or it’ll be too late.”

Yeh Hannian pushed Nan Jiaojiao’s lower back with a hint of selfish strength, yet the force was not even enough to make her stagger.

Nan Jiaojiao, going along with this momentum, got into the car.

Yeh Hannian quickly closed the door, fearing she might be tempted by Bo Yanching’s allure and lose control, running off with him.

He almost wished he could weld the car door shut.

When Yeh Hannian was about to get into the car, Bo Yanching was just three or four steps away from catching up.

Thinking about it made him feel rather indignant.

Why should he, who had lived a life of abstinence for so many years, have his “cabbage” stolen away from him?

Before leaving, Yeh Hannian stuck his hand out of the window and flipped off Bo Yanching.

Then he slammed on the accelerator and hurried off.

Bo Yanching chased after nothing, hands propped on his hips as he gasped for air.

He wiped the sweat dripping from his brows and was about to return to his car when Yaen Chi conveniently pulled up in front of him.

“Brother Yan, get in the car.”

Bo Yanching immediately opened the door and got in, “Keep up with them.”

His grip on the seat belt was so tight that the veins on the back of his hand turned pale.

He had a premonition that if he didn’t catch up, he might never see Nan Jiaojiao again in this life.

She was an assassin.

What did she want to do?

Would she rather leave his side to face danger?

In her eyes, how incapable was he that he couldn’t even protect her?

Or perhaps, her decisive departure meant that she had abandoned him too?

He wouldn’t allow it!

No matter if he had to chase her to the ends of the earth, he would bring her back!