Tangling with the Western Commander - Chapter 293

Chapter 293: Chapter 290: The End, and a New Beginning!

Somewhat inexplicably, when Wen Xian read those words, she suddenly felt a pang at the tip of her nose and a warmth at the bottom of her eyes.

Her small hand clenched the mobile phone tightly.

Eventually, she slightly turned her head away, her eyes blurry, and suddenly laughed out loud.

A surge of warmth swept through her heart, and receiving his praise made her happier than anything else.

Because at that moment, she felt she was a step closer to the man she adored and admired.

She was gradually changing, becoming better and better, and it was all because of him.

…

After receiving the title of National Animal Protection Association’s Ambassador, the responsibilities on her had indeed increased.

Her schedule became even busier, and Sister Ling had to cancel some of her commercial activities.

But having gained that title, the brands seeking her endorsement were now top international ones and the endorsement fees were very high, so it not only compensated for her losses but also brought her greater benefits.

The National Protection Association informed Sister Ling that Wen Xian, as the ambassador, would join the International Fund for Animal Welfare (IFAW) and represent the nation to contribute her efforts towards animal protection.

Thus, in the upcoming new year, IFAW was set to conduct marine animal protection in the Philippine sea area, and she would also go.

The domestic protection agency would also select some suitable candidates to accompany her on the trip.

Upon hearing this news, Wen Xian had no doubts; she could also swim, which was just perfect.

Meanwhile, the movie shooting continued in an orderly manner.

The shooting period passed quickly.

Qinghai’s winter arrived soon afterward.

The weather grew even harsher, but fortunately, Wen Xian focused on her filming, and by the end of the year, she had almost finished all her scenes in Qinghai.

The crew was wrapping up.

During this busy final stretch, her days were hectic, and Lu Xiao was also busy.

Wen Xian hadn’t seen him for almost ten days.

Driving in winter was more difficult; the snowy roads were slippery, and Wen Xian worried about him, so she did not let him come to see her often.

As a result, even though they were in the same region, the journey was still long, making it hard to meet.

As December drew to a close,

the sky was overcast, the cold wind biting.

Wen Xian stood motionless in front of a tombstone, her eyes deeply red, yet her tears seemed to have dried up.

The wind stung her face.

White frost formed on her eyelashes.

On the tombstone, there was no name, no photograph.

It was not that it wasn’t written but that it couldn’t be written.

As an undercover agent, if his identity was written and discovered by criminals, they would retaliate fiercely again.

The camera zoomed out from a close shot, stretching the frame gradually, moving away.

Over the frost-covered vast Gobi, the distant snow-capped mountains, the gloomy sky, the fierce wind howling through the air…

As the camera encompassed the entire world in its view, her shadow and that of the tombstone became smaller and smaller.

It coalesced into a black dot and, along with all else in the vast white Gobi, became indistinguishable, blending into one.

No one knew what the undercover officer had done, but the blood that flowed from his body nourished every inch of this land.

Accompanied by Director Li Xun’s ‘Cut!’

All the crew members cheered!

The staff hurriedly wrapped Wen Xian in a thick military coat and had her drink some hot water from a thermos.

“Great job, you’ve worked hard! This was your last scene in Qinghai. There’s just one final scene left that we need to shoot in Beijing,” Director Li Xun came over and said.

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