Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 464 - 465: Moses?!

Chapter 464: Chapter 465: Moses?!

"Take off the bag so he can have some water,"

Gan Yuan reached for the bag in his hand, took out a thermos prepared for the little one, and carefully poured some water for him. The little guy had just recovered from gastroenteritis, and she didn’t dare let him drink unboiled water, fearing it would upset his stomach again.

As Gan Yuan helped the little one with his water, Huangfu Jue explained the order of lighting the fireworks to him and taught him how to adjust the angle and focus to get a good shot.

The water in the thermos was a bit hot, so Gan Yuan held the cup and gently blew on it to cool it down for the little guy while father and son studied the video camera.

"Come on, give it a try!" Huangfu Jue encouraged him with a smile.

The little guy then lifted the video camera, adjusted the angle and focus, and began filming the crowd below the stands as Gan Yuan handed him the now-cooled water.

"Here, have a drink before you shoot." Taking the video camera from his hand, she smiled affectionately, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Gan Tang hugged the cup, "I’m not hungry, Mommy, quickly help me film that!"

Gan Yuan turned her face, where the staff not far away had already begun preparing, and the firework show was about to start.

"You drink slowly, I’ll help you!"

Lifting the video camera, she adjusted an angle, moving the lens towards the distant launch platform.

On the video monitor, a familiar face flashed by, causing Gan Yuan to frown slightly.

Moses?!

She lifted her face from the screen, looking toward the launch platform, but could only see a blur of figures. She immediately moved the video camera lens back, carefully adjusting the focus.

In the lens, that tall figure appeared again, and bit by bit she increased the aperture. The frowning man walking against the background became clear at once.

It was him, it was Moses!

He was looking around, seemingly in search of something, his brows furrowed, his face full of displeasure.

When Gan Yuan saw Moses in the lens turning his gaze in her direction, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly lowered her head slightly.

Moses, what was he doing here?

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On a stand not far away, Qian Xueying looked on from a distance, through the crowd at Huangfu Jue and others, glanced at her watch, and a cold, barely noticeable smirk crossed her lips.

After taking a small sip of the beverage handed to her by a young man, she spoke with a smile.

"Excuse me for a moment, I need to go to the restroom."

"Should I come with you?"

The young man took her drink and was about to stand up.

Having met Qian Xueying at a banquet some time ago, the young man had taken a liking to her. Finally gathering the courage to invite her to watch fireworks, he hadn’t held out much hope, but to his surprise, she had agreed promptly.

The young man came from a decent family, though he was average-looking. It was a rarity for a goddess to favor him, so he was excited and anxious, naturally trying his best to show his interest and attentiveness towards her.

"No need, keep our spot here so no one takes it. If I can’t find you later, I’ll call you!"

"Alright then, be careful," the young man smiled and reminded her.

"I’ll be back soon," she replied with a smile, stood up, and left the stands. She wove through the crowd to the restrooms in the square, entered a temporary stall, and immediately took out a cell phone from her bag.

Turning on the phone, she quickly composed a message and sent it.

Ding!

In a building diagonally across, a cell phone in the darkness lit up at once.

A shadowy figure in the gloom tapped the screen lightly, and a text message immediately appeared—"East stand, at the nine o’clock direction."

With a cold smile, the man put the cell phone back in his pocket, opened the briefcase in his hand, and inside, the folded sniper rifle reflected a faint blue light.

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