Chapter 17: You’re Blushing

Ling Yiran only let go of his hand after Xing Han entered the bathroom.

“Ling Yiran, you’re not being fair. You won’t let me look, but you openly stare at others,” Shi Yi grumbled, grabbing his wrist. “Don’t forget you’re a married man. Be careful, or I’ll tell your man. By the way, who is he? You’ve never told me.”

“Do you still want to check out the hangar?” Ling Yiran deliberately changed the subject.

“Of course.”

“Then let’s go.” Ling Yiran flew to the hangar first.

Shi Yi was immediately distracted by the sight of advanced fighter jets. “Wow, this is so cool, so damn cool. If only I could fly them across the sky.”

“You could reincarnate and join the military academy. Then you’d have a chance to pilot one.”

“No way, I can’t leave you.”

Ling Yiran chuckled, “Are you really reluctant to leave me, or is it the carefree life of a ghost officer you can’t part with?”

“Both, okay?” Shi Yi replied, touching the aircraft. “What about you? Why don’t you reincarnate?”

“I can’t leave you either.”

“Yeah, right. Only a ghost would believe you.”

Ling Yiran laughed, “Aren’t we ghosts? And ghost officers at that.”

Shi Yi ignored his banter and climbed into the cockpit of a fighter jet. “If only I could take it for a spin.”

Ling Yiran smiled, casually strolling around the hangar. Using his magic, he saw Xing Han finish his shower and head to the office to work.

After some thought, he told Shi Yi, “A Yi, you stay here for a bit. I’m going to wander around.”

Shi Yi quickly asked, “Where are you going?”

But Ling Yiran had already walked away.

Seeing time was short, Shi Yi decided not to worry about Ling Yiran and hurried to touch the jets more and check out the tanks.

Meanwhile, Ling Yiran flew to the window of Xing Han’s office, peering in at the man working seriously. Under the light, Xing Han’s face was handsome and stern, his brows slightly furrowed, eyes sharp. They say a man is most attractive when working hard, and even Ling Yiran, as a fellow man, couldn’t help but agree seeing Xing Han now.

Just then, three soldiers entered the room. They were Xing Han’s subordinates, named Pan Min, Cen Chuan, and Fan Genghua. They stood before Xing Han, “Reporting, Commander, we’re here.”

Xing Han glanced at them, asking, “Where’s Peng Da?”

Pan Min replied, “He went to check on Zhan Jiang.”

Zhan Jiang was a military dog, their good buddy and comrade.

Xing Han asked with concern, “How’s Zhan Jiang?”

Pan Min’s expression darkened, “The military doctor said he’s old, can barely eat, and spends most of his time lying down sleeping.”

Xing Han sighed silently, “We’ll have a small meeting when Peng Da arrives.”

“Yes.”

No one spoke after that.

Cen Chuan, noticing the somber mood, tried to lighten the atmosphere by asking Xing Han with a smile, “Commander, I heard you have a partner. Is it true?”

Outside the window, Ling Yiran perked up his ears upon hearing them mention him.

Pan Min and Fan Genghua also looked at Xing Han with gossiping eyes.

Xing Han raised an eyebrow. “Who said that?”

“Everyone’s saying it. They even say your partner is a man. Commander, did you go home this time to see your partner?”

Xing Han didn’t like lying. Seeing their curiosity, he decided to satisfy it a little, “Sort of.”

Pan Min excitedly asked, “Commander, you really have a partner?”

Fan Genghua was curious, “Commander, you’re such a serious person. How do you get along with your partner?”

Cen Chuan said, “The Commander’s partner must be an interesting person. Otherwise, how could they attract our Commander? Only such a person could complement him.”

An interesting person…

Xing Han thought of how Ling Yiran wore a mask and sunglasses just to go out for a meal, only to be mistaken for a suspect and taken to the police station. He couldn’t help but smile. It was the first time he’d encountered something so bizarre.

Pan Min pointed at Xing Han, “Look, the Commander is smiling.”

Ling Yiran quickly looked at Xing Han, but unfortunately, the smile was gone in less than two seconds.

Xing Han cleared his throat, “Alright, sit down. When Peng Da arrives, I’ll brief you on tomorrow’s tasks, then you can go to sleep.”

Cen Chuan teased, “Commander, you’re blushing.”

The other two snickered.

Xing Han: “…”

Ling Yiran muttered, staring at Xing Han’s face, “With that serious face, where’s the blush?”

Fan Genghua and the others found chairs and sat down.

Just then, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Xing Han.