"Thank you!" Gan Tang said politely.

Mo Huaixing tried to say what he had always wanted to say: "Could you... not join the Azure Dragon Gang?"

Gan Tang retorted, "What right do you have to tell me what to do?"

“It is my duty to protect your safety.” His answer was impeccably aloof.

Because my ID card has Chinese characters on it? Gan Tang didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed, and coldly replied, "Thank you, I don't need it."

Mo Huaixing's voice became urgent, "Do you know what joining the Green Dragon Gang means? Have you thought about the consequences? Even Fu Yuanshan doesn't want you to join, why are you so stubborn?"

Why do you want to go in? Didn't I want to help you?

If we can't be husband and wife, if we can't be lovers, can't we even be allies?

Gan Tang looked at him, her expression somewhat hurt.

Looking into those eyes, Mo Huaixing recalled those words that had shaken him to his core and left him unable to bear them: "As long as I have enough leverage, you will never have to risk your life to set up a scheme again."

He tried to meet her gaze, but she had already looked away.

Gan Tang said with a bitter laugh, "Then I'll trouble Officer Mo to uphold justice and arrest me."

The room fell into a long silence once again.

Mo Huaixing's profile was half-hidden in the dim light, his eyes tinged with the sorrow of the night, which even the brightest lights could not diminish.

Who was it that once comforted such a lonely and forlorn figure?

Gan Tang couldn't help but let her imagination run wild again: "Is she pretty?"

"Who?" Mo Huaixing asked, not knowing who he was referring to.

"It," Gan Tang said with a smile, pointing to the water cup on the writing desk. It was a large, white porcelain cup shaped like a little white rabbit, very cute and adorable.

"Jiahe gave it to me."

A cup symbolizes a lifetime.

"It looks good." Mo Huaixing choked on his words.

The shoulder bag was still on her back, pressed under the blanket, making her feel a little uncomfortable. Gan Tang took it out and placed it on the bedside table.

Feeling Mo Huaixing's gaze, Gan Tang inexplicably took out the birth control pills from her bag. There happened to be half a glass of water she hadn't finished drinking during the day on the bedside table.

She swallowed a birth control pill with the half-glass of water.

The person watching from a short distance clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot: "What does he plan to do?"

"What plan?" Gan Tang didn't understand.

Mo Huaixing asked in detail, "Chu Jiahe, how do you plan to handle the relationship between you two?"

Seeing that he was staring at the medicine bottle in her hand, Gan Tang understood and told the truth: "I don't know."

"You don't know, yet you're just... messing around with him." Mo Huaixing started to get impatient and stood up.

"He likes me, and I'm willing, so what's wrong with that?" Gan Tang stubbornly raised her head: "Does getting close to him necessarily mean I have some ulterior motive?"

His gaze was so sharp that Mo Huaixing fled in panic.

...

The days fell into a brief period of calm, so brief that it lasted only a dozen hours.

Gan Tang was awakened by a sudden telephone ring.

"Miss, your assistant is fighting with the young master." It was Master Chen's anxious voice.

Gan Tang said anxiously, "Are you going to stop me?"

Mr. Chen said urgently, "Young Master left me on the road and drove off with your assistant. I'm in a taxi now."

Mo Huaixing, what are you planning to do now?

Gan Tang quickly washed her face and hurried on her way as instructed by Master Chen.

It was a somewhat desolate beach, with a car parked on the side of the road. Mr. Chen stood at the back of the car, anxiously looking around.

Gan Tang parked the car, hurriedly walked towards Master Chen, and asked urgently, "Where are they?"

Master Chen pointed to the seaside, where two figures could be seen faintly behind a tall hill.

"What are you waiting for? Go on over there!" Gan Tang hurriedly ran towards the beach.

Chu Jiahe had specifically instructed him not to follow. Although the young master seemed kind, he always meant what he said. He had already risked being fired by calling Miss Lu over, so he really didn't dare to go with her.

On the beach, the two seemed to be talking at first.

Halfway through the journey, the two began to move restlessly. It was Mo Huaixing who made the first move, but unexpectedly, the refined and gentle Chu Jiahe also possessed martial arts skills, raising his arm to block the incoming fist.

The two were actually quite a sight to behold as they sparred on the beach. But Mo Huaixing, honed through real combat experience, was far more seasoned. With a sidestep, he landed a punch on Chu Jiahe's face.

"Don't you know what kind of hooliganism you're talking about?"

Chu Jiahe was also furious: "Weren't you supposed to be protecting her? Where were you when she was being photographed?"

"You mean, you're disgusted with her?" Mo Huaixing angrily raised his fist again.

Gan Tang hurriedly stepped forward and pushed him away, glaring angrily: "Mo Huaixing, what's wrong with you!"

Before she could finish speaking, her waist was wrapped around someone's arm.

Mo Huaixing glared: "Take your dog paws away."

His hands were even more restless; he would step forward and try to grab people.

A strong smell of alcohol wafted over, and Gan Tang frowned, blocking his hand: "What's it to you? Get out of here."

Chu Jiahe bent his arm and pulled Gan Tang into his embrace, burying his face in her neck and kissing her greedily. She nestled against his broad body, soft as water.

It all looks so harmonious.

Gan Tang always felt like there was a pair of eyes watching her from behind. Even though those eyes didn't have any affection for her, she still felt very awkward. She gently pushed Chu Jiahe away by the shoulder, touched his bloodshot face, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Mo Huaixing's eyes stung. In the fight just now, although he seemed to have the upper hand, he hadn't actually gained much advantage. Because of the injury in his waist, every time he exerted force, it was excruciatingly painful.

But now, nobody cares, so he can only force himself to stay and leave alone.

Chu Jiahe grasped Gan Tang's hand and lowered his head to touch her forehead.

"Xintang, come abroad with me!"

His eyes were filled with an unyielding sorrow, tinged with exhaustion and bloodshot. He probably hadn't slept all night, trying to think of a solution. But he couldn't come up with anything good, and his voice was noticeably weak.

In this deception, he was the one who knew the least about the truth, yet he was the only one who stubbornly held onto the false love she had deceived him into giving him.

If a man like that didn't approach her with an ulterior motive from the very beginning, how could she not dare to like him?

Gan Tang couldn't help but shed tears, and said desperately, "Jiahe, are we never going home for the rest of our lives?"

"We're not going back. Let's elope." His eyes were filled with struggle and pain, yet his promise remained resolute and unwavering.

Gan Tang couldn't bear to watch any longer and harshly reminded him, "You eloped with your adopted sister, don't you have any shame left for the Chu family?"

Chu Jiahe raised his voice: "Don't give me any grand theories. I'm just asking you, are you willing?"

"I don't want to!"

Heartless words strike a heart full of love.

"I'm sorry!" Even now, he was still looking for the cause within himself. Chu Jiahe looked ashamed: "I know I shouldn't have made such an unreasonable request of you. Don't be angry, I'll think of another way."