Chapter 172: One hundred seventy-two, happy birthday Chapter 172: One hundred seventy-two, happy birthday Watching Song Yan Ning walk out of the store, her figure growing more and more distant until it was no longer visible, Sige and his two companions finally withdrew their gaze and let out a sigh of relief, thinking of what Song Yan Ning had just said.
“We better leave this place fast, you two go help Old Zhao.” Sige wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and, enduring the pain, stepped forward to help Liu Zi. He could no longer concern himself with the several young girls locked inside; their main priority was to get away from this place, or else if they got caught with all the things they had done, even if they weren’t sentenced to death, they would never see the light of day again.
The old lady and the woman helped Old Zhao up and began walking toward the door. Before they could step out, they were repelled back by an invisible force.
“What’s going on?” The old lady looked around in terror, convinced that it wasn’t just her imagination.
“Did you feel it too?” The woman turned her head to the old lady.
“Mhm,” the old lady nodded fearfully. Could it be because they had done too many evil deeds, and now they had encountered something unclean?
“What’s wrong?” Sige, supporting Liu Zi, joined the trio.
“We were repelled by a force,” the woman pointed forward, now truly scared. If it had been just her feeling it, perhaps it could be a hallucination, but even Mrs. Zhang had felt it.
“Uh-huh,” Mrs. Zhang nodded in agreement.
Sige glared at the two women and continued walking outside, supporting Liu Zi. He didn’t believe in such things; surely Mrs. Zhang and the woman had been scared by that little girl and were having hallucinations.
However, he had only walked a few steps when he, too, was repelled by an invisible force.
Sige’s eyes widened in shock as he looked around. There truly was an invisible force.
“What do we do now? The police will be here any minute,” the woman said, noting the look on Sige’s face, realizing he too had been blocked.
Sige narrowed his eyes, a trace of ruthless determination shining in his beady eyes, “We’ll go to the back. If the police come, we’ll negotiate with them using those girls.” Since they couldn’t escape, he would have to use his own methods.
“Mhm,” Mrs. Zhang and the woman nodded. They didn’t want to spend the rest of their lives in prison either.
Sige, supporting Liu Zi, headed toward the back, but once again, something strange happened—they couldn’t make it to that room at all.
As Sige and the others were at a loss about what to do, a stream of footsteps came from outside. They looked up and saw a dozen police officers rush in.
Sige and his companions knew there was no escape for them and crouched down quickly. However, they couldn’t fathom why they couldn’t get out, but the police were able to come in so easily.
Song Yan Ning withdrew her Divine Sense, a slight curve appearing on her lips. She was already on the bus, but her Divine Sense had been keeping a watchful eye on those people the whole time. The reason they couldn’t escape was that she had blocked them with her Divine Sense.
Her phone rang at that moment. Song Yan Ning pulled it out and saw it was her grandmother calling. She pressed the answer button, “Grandma!”
“Xiao Ning, where are you now?” Li Meixiang, seeing that Song Yan Ning hadn’t returned, had Yang Lisheng call Song Yan Ning’s phone.
“I’m on the bus, two more stops until I’m home,” Song Yan Ning glanced at the cake in hand, thinking her grandmother would definitely be pleased to see the cake.
“Okay, then, I’ll hang up now.” Knowing that Song Yan Ning would soon be home, Li Meixiang and Yang Lisheng felt relieved.
Song Yan Ning smiled, put away her phone, and stood up to walk to the door to get ready to get off the bus.
“Classmate Song Yan Ning.” A young boy came up to Song Yan Ning, his face shy as he looked at her. He had liked Song Yan Ning for a long time but never had the chance to speak to her. When he boarded the bus, he saw Song Yan Ning, but since she had been resting with her eyes closed, he didn’t feel it right to disturb her. To encounter the girl he liked on the bus, he felt extremely lucky.
Song Yan Ning nodded slightly. She did not know the boy and had no interest in talking to him.
“Classmate Song Yan Ning, where are you headed?” The boy took a step closer to Song Yan Ning and, smelling the light fragrance coming from her, found his heart uncontrollably racing. Indeed, beautiful people always smelled nice.
“Going home,” Song Yan Ning said flatly, then seeing that the bus had reached her stop, stepped off as soon as the doors opened.
The boy hurriedly followed after Song Yan Ning. Finally having met her, he wanted to talk with her a bit more.
“Song Yan Ning, wait for me.” The boy caught up to Song Yan Ning, “You probably don’t know me yet. I’m Zhang Jinghua from class 2, grade 6, at Experimental Third Middle School.”
“I’m not interested in who you are, please don’t follow me,” Song Yan Ning said indifferently with a glance at Zhang Jinghua.
Zhang Jinghua stopped in his tracks, took a deep breath, and then mustered up the courage to shout to Song Yan Ning, “I want to be friends with you. I’ve actually liked you for a long time.” He heard that Song Yan Ning would be taking tests to get into Experimental Third Middle School, so they would be in the same school.
After saying that, Zhang Jinghua blushed, lowered his head to calm himself, and looked up for Song Yan Ning’s response, only to find she had already vanished, deflated, he swung his fist, “I will definitely win you over.”
Song Yan Ning hadn’t reached home yet when she saw her grandmother standing at the door waiting for her, she quickened her pace, “Grandma!”
Seeing Song Yan Ning, Li Meixiang’s face instantly brightened with a happy smile, “Your grandfather has cut some watermelon for you; come in and eat.”
Song Yan Ning smiled and nodded, handing the cake over to Li Meixiang, “Grandma, happy birthday!”
Li Meixiang was momentarily stunned, then remembered that today was her birthday, her face full of emotion as she accepted the cake, “You child, always spending money needlessly. Your grandmother is so old, what’s there to celebrate anymore?” Her voice turned slightly sour, and she couldn’t hold back her tears.
Song Yan Ning took Li Meixiang’s arm, “Grandma is not old at all. In Xiao Ning’s heart, grandma will always be the most beautiful goddess.” These years, she had been regularly giving her grandparents Beauty Pills, and although they were nearly seventy years old, they looked no more than in their forties or fifties.
“You! You always know how to make grandma happy,” Li Meixiang affectionately tapped Song Yan Ning on the nose.
Song Yan Ning playfully stuck out her tongue, “I’m not just saying it to make you happy, Grandma. You’re naturally beautiful. Otherwise, how could I be so pretty?”
Li Meixiang couldn’t help but laugh, “After all that, you’re praising yourself, huh?”
“Praising me and praising Grandma are the same. Without you, where would I be?” Song Yan Ning giggled.
“What are you both so happy about? Share it with me and let me join in,” Yang Lisheng said with a smile as he walked out of the house.