Chapter 2686 — Precious Memories
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Of course. I'll give you my number—you can call me anytime," Wei Zhao said with a smile.
"Mm, all right. I'll call you when I get the chance." Yuning nodded happily.
"Get yourself together. I'll take you back," Wei Zhao said.
"Hm? You'll take me?" Wei Zhao had said earlier that he would take her home, and Yuning had thought she had misheard. But now that he had said it again, she was certain she had not, and so she was puzzled. "You... you mean it?"
"What's so strange about that?" Wei Zhao was taken aback too; he had not given it much thought.
"You'll go to my house... aren't you afraid my father and grandfather will keep you there? Do you really dare come back with me?" Yuning stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief. She truly could not fathom how Wei Zhao dared return with her. Was he not afraid of meeting her family?
"In the past, perhaps I wouldn't have dared. But now it doesn't matter—your grandfather wouldn't dare keep me," Wei Zhao said lightly.
"Wouldn't dare?" Yuning looked at Wei Zhao, shocked. If not for her impression that Wei Zhao was no braggart, she would have thought he was talking wildly. The old head of the hidden Yu family would not dare keep Wei Zhao?
After all, the hidden Yu family was among the very top of the hidden families—and Wei Zhao could contend with its patriarch?
"Heh, you'll know once we're there." Wei Zhao rose with a smile, walked over to the video camera nearby, switched it off, took out the memory card, and placed it in Yuning's hand. "This card holds the evidence that Zhao Qibing abducted you here. Do with it as you like."
"Mm..." What mattered to Yuning was not the evidence, but what came after—the scene of her time with Wei Zhao. This recording would be a precious memory she would keep forever. Yuning resolved to treasure this memory card always, and take it out to watch whenever she had a moment.
In the past, Yuning's greatest regret was that she had never taken a photograph with Wei Zhao, and so she could only make do with painting. But now it was better—the man and woman in this recording were herself and Wei Zhao. Whenever she missed him, she could take it out and watch.
Yuning carefully tucked the memory card away, fearful of losing it, yet also afraid Wei Zhao might see through her purpose. Her cheeks flushed with shame, and she dared not look him in the face. Only when she saw that Wei Zhao had paid it no mind, and had gone to put the camera away, did she breathe a sigh of relief.
"Let's go, I've got everything packed." In truth, Yuning had little to pack—she had only smoothed her disheveled hair and tugged straight the wrinkled hem of her clothes.
"Mm, I'll take you back now." Wei Zhao nodded and naturally took Yuning's hand. "Tianyu Town, isn't it?"