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(There“s Only You and Me Here 4)

“Yeah.” The professor nodded.

“Have you seen Pudding and Little Bean?” Lu Yan asked eagerly.

“Auntie, we’re here…” Pudding waved at her in excitement.

“Auntie! Auntie! I’m here.”

More excited than Pudding, Little Bean ran over to stand beside the professor and waved enthusiastically.

“Hahaha! Little cute girl, I finally see your face that’s not during your sleep.” Lu Yan laughed.

“Huh? That’s strange. It sounds as if you’ve seen me asleep.” Little Bean reacted quickly.

Lu Yan smiled but didn’t reply.

“Auntie, where are you?”

“I’m in South Africa…”

“South Africa? Are you in Brazil? Would you do a samba dance for me?” Little Bean asked a hilarious question.

“Moron, Auntie said she’s in South Africa, not South America. Brazil is in South America, okay? I told you to learn some geography and you didn’t listen. How embarrassing,” Pudding corrected her.

“Auntie, look! When Mom’s not home, Qin Zhaozhao always bullies me,” Little Bean complained.

“Hahaha! You only complain about others and don’t correct your own ways. Do you think your grandpa’s handsome?”

“Um… He’s more handsome than my other grandpa but definitely not as handsome as my dad.” Little Bean smirked.

“I know myself and am content to be more handsome than your other grandfather. I don’t dare to be compared with your dad,” the professor joked.

“Dad, I’m relieved that you’ve arrived. What do you think of my brother-in-law’s illness? Did you see him?”

“Yeah, I did. His condition is basically as described on the documents you sent to me. The moronic doctors here are not too bad.”

“When do you plan to perform the surgery?” Lu Yan asked.

“Don’t worry. I’ll do the detoxication first. The surgery is simple, but detoxication is a bit tricky. I plan to do experiments tonight and try different medicines.”

“Okay. I know nothing is too difficult for my dad.” Lu Yan smiled.

“Do you have news about your sister?” The professor was worried about Huo Mian’s disappearance.

“Not yet… I’ve sent people to search for her and haven’t got any information yet.”

“How about Ian? What’s he doing?”

“Oh, I messed with him big this time and he is chasing after me all over the world.” Lu Yan laughed heartily.

“Don’t laugh. You must be careful,” the professor instructed her.

“I know, Dad. Don’t worry, I can handle him.”

“Is Qiao Fei with you?”

“Yeah. The fellow eats my food and has become my wingman.”

“I feel better knowing he’s with you. Okay, that’s it.”

“Wait! I want to speak to my nieces.” Lu Yan was reluctant to end the call.

The professor turned the camera to the kids.

“Pudding, Little Bean, listen to your grandpa and your dad will wake up very soon.”

“Okay.” Pudding and Little Bean nodded.

“I’ve sent lots of people to search for your mom. Don’t worry, I believe your mom will return soon,” Lu Yan comforted the kids.

“Auntie, you’re so good,” Little Bean flattered her.

“You’re a smooth talker.” Lu Yan chuckled.

“Auntie, you must take care of yourself. When Mom comes back, you must come here and celebrate with us, okay?” Pudding issued the invitation.

“Okay. After your mom comes back and your dad wakes up, I’ll return and celebrate three days and three nights with you,” said Lu Yan.

“We’ll wait for you!” Pudding nodded


With a smile, Lu Yan ended the call. Leaning on the wall of the deserted factory, she was holding a pistol tightly in her right hand.

“There are about 15 people outside with heavy machine guns. It’s risky to break out from the front. You evacuate from the backdoor while I block them for a while. Then I’ll go find you at the pier. If I don’t come in ten minutes, you take the boat and leave without me,” Qiao Fei said.



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