Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 541 - 542 - Miao Qingqing’s Initiative

Chapter 541: 542 Chapter Miao Qingqing’s Initiative

Song Xiaodong made this decision out of helplessness; the other party had failed twice in a row, clearly aware that they were well-prepared on this side. To ambush them again was now impossible.

However, Song Xiaodong had also guessed something: the other party’s target must be the person holding the badge. The badge itself isn’t that important, otherwise, they would have captured Feng Kexin first and then searched her for the badge.

The fact that they were only after Feng Kexin’s life was enough to illustrate the point.

This also indicated that the person possessing the badge might represent a certain identity, and perhaps even wield certain power. The other side didn’t want them to have this power, which is why they went straight for the kill.

Song Xiaodong had pondered another question: since they were all sent out initially, there surely were supporters. Was there really no one stepping forward to protect them now?

So Song Xiaodong changed his strategy. Shen Ning made a deliberate appearance by Feng Kexin’s side, at the very least, signaling to the other party that a new force had intervened, seemingly to muddy the waters.

No matter who was on which side, Song Xiaodong had to clarify it, only then could he be at ease. This state of complete ignorance truly irked him.

On the way back, Shen Ning drove, with Feng Kexin and Song Xiaodong sitting in the back. Feng Kexin leaned on Song Xiaodong’s shoulder, appearing somewhat fragile.

Song Xiaodong felt it cruel for Feng Kexin to endure such ordeals and said, "Doesn’t it feel tough? How about this: I send you to a safe place where they can’t find you. In a different environment, you could just focus on your studies or whatever you should be doing."

"No!" Feng Kexin shook her head firmly, saying, "Brother, I’ve decided I need to clear things up. I can’t stand not even knowing who I am."

"You could hide, and I would still figure it out. Afterward, I’d come to pick you up."

Feng Kexin shook her head again, saying, "Since I have such a special identity, I should get involved. Otherwise, I’d be wasting it."

Song Xiaodong gave a wry smile, "You really do have a spirit for adventure, don’t you?"

Feng Kexin turned to look at Song Xiaodong, saying, "Since we were chosen, we shouldn’t be ordinary. If I were to resign myself to mediocrity, it would defeat the purpose of life. I’m willing to embrace this challenge."

Song Xiaodong met Feng Kexin’s gaze, then smiled slightly, "Alright, since you’ve made up your mind, I’ll support you."

"Thank you, brother. I’ll muster my courage," Feng Kexin said, gripping Song Xiaodong’s hand firmly.

Song Xiaodong nodded in appreciation of Feng Kexin’s bravery. Perhaps, as she said, both being singled out meant they indeed had something special about them.

After sending Feng Kexin home, Shen Ning stayed behind to guard her, now committed to twenty-four-hour personal protection. Though the task sounded cumbersome, for Shen Ning, it was practically a vacation compared to the dangers she normally faced.

On his way home, Song Xiaodong couldn’t stop mulling over his thoughts. He felt as though he was in the midst of a grand, yet very dangerous, scheme. The biggest issue was that he had no idea who was behind it or what he was up against.

Without clearing up these matters, he honestly felt like he had a lump in his throat, it was extremely uncomfortable.

He wasn’t accustomed to being a pawn; he preferred to be the one playing the game. Thus, he had to turn the situation around, to transition from a pawn to a player.

When he arrived home, Song Xiaodong managed to look relaxed. He not only couldn’t bring danger into his house, but he also couldn’t let his worries show. He wanted to maintain a carefree environment for them.

The living room was empty; everyone had probably gone to their rooms. Song Xiaodong headed straight to Miao Qingqing’s room.

Miao Qingqing hadn’t slept yet. She sat on the bed with a book about corporate management in her hands.

"Seeing you with a book makes me feel utterly uncultured," Song Xiaodong joked as he undressed.

Miao Qingqing replied, "You are uncultured, and nothing serious happened, right?"

Song Xiaodong casually answered, "It’s nothing, just a minor issue."

"That’s good then," Miao Qingqing nodded, not prying further.

Song Xiaodong didn’t elaborate further. Miao Qingqing was unlike typical women. She respected Song Xiaodong greatly and allowed him ample personal space. She wasn’t the kind to know every detail about her boyfriend’s life, like when he ate or used the bathroom.

After showering and returning to the room, Miao Qingqing asked, "Sister Xiaoru is not seriously injured, right?"

Song Xiaodong embraced Miao Qingqing, "There’s really nothing serious; a few massages should do the trick."

Miao Qingqing apologized, "That’s good then. Today my fault too, I get odd looks when I think of you massaging her, made Sister Xiaoru awkward."

"No worries, you’ve known each other for so long, my sister won’t mind."

Song Xiaodong suddenly remembered the scene when he was massaging Song Xiaoru, especially when he assisted her, which involuntarily stirred a reaction in him.

He had been calm then, but now the memory excited him.

"Ah, you’re in the mood again," Miao Qingqing, oblivious to Song Xiaodong’s thoughts and sensing his arousal, gave him a light slap.

"If you’re tired, let’s not," Song Xiaodong hurriedly pushed aside random thoughts, smiling at Miao Qingqing.

Miao Qingqing bit her lip and said, "You always say I’m passive, tonight I’ll take the initiative."

"What? Wife, you’re being so generous today?" Song Xiaodong exclaimed in surprise.

Miao Qingqing’s reaction suddenly excited her, realizing that her change in attitude truly made Song Xiaodong happy. She smiled sweetly, "You’ve always taken care of me, let me return the favor for once. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be a qualified wife, right?"

"Absolutely!" Song Xiaodong’s eyes shone brightly.

Miao Qingqing blushed and said, "But we’ve agreed, it’s my first time like this, and you can’t laugh at me if I don’t do well."

"Never, everything has a beginning. As long as you try, my wife, there’s nothing you can’t do well."

"You big bad boy, just trying to trick me into taking care of you," Miao Qingqing gave a gentle hit to Song Xiaodong, then swiftly turned and straddled him.