My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 182: One hundred and eighty-two, will accompany you Chapter 182: One hundred and eighty-two, will accompany you The evening breeze was gentle, bringing a cool touch to the face.

Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen walked along a small path in the countryside. After dinner, her grandparents had asked her to take Qin Yushen out for a walk.

“Girl, are you troubled by something?” Qin Yushen stopped, lowered his head, and looked at Song Yan Ning. They had been walking silently throughout the journey, and even if there was conversation, it was mostly him talking and her listening.

“No, not really,” Song Yan Ning lifted her head to look at Qin Yushen. She wanted to speak, but she didn’t know where to start. She was afraid that if she spoke, it might upset Qin Yushen.

Qin Yushen smiled, reached out, and tucked a strand of hair behind Song Yan Ning’s forehead, his gaze earnestly fixed on her, “Girl, don’t overthink. No matter what you have to face in the future, I’ll be there with you.”

Seeing the seriousness in Qin Yushen’s eyes, Song Yan Ning felt a slight stir in her heart and, after hesitating for a moment, she made a decision, “Qin Yushen, I am burdened with a deep-seated vendetta, and I will return one day. My enemies are very powerful.”

Song Yan Ning’s hand in his, and looked at her with a resolved gaze, “No matter how powerful your enemies are, I will always be by your side. Even if it means death, I’ll be the first to stand in front of you.” From the moment he fell in love

“But…”

wanted to say more, but Qin Yushen silenced her with a finger to her lips, “Don’t even think about leaving me behind. I’ve set my heart

at Qin Yushen, Song Yan Ning’s lips slowly curved upward, “Scoundrel, I’m

then flashed a mischievous smile, “What kind of special preference do you think I have?” He didn’t care whether she had made peace with

strengthen herself, to work hard on improving her cultivation. As for Qin Yushen, she did have feelings for him, and perhaps

like this particular blade of tender grass,” Qin Yushen said with a laugh

have a look,” Song Yan Ning said as she saw three boys squatting by the ditch, shining flashlights into the water. Nowadays, it was rare to see people catching eels, especially children, who were usually at home playing on their phones or watching short

reach the boys, they heard one of them happily shout, “I caught

and indeed, there was a golden-yellow eel dangling from