“Brother, some things don’t cease to exist just because you don’t do them. When Mo Huaixing and I returned from the anti-drug squad in Yunhai, we encountered drug dealers under the Pang family. They were using children’s bodies to hide drugs.”

My older brother is very knowledgeable and has seen everything, but that was the first time I had ever seen anything like it. I really can't understand how a person could be so despicable.

Do you think he would harm the children if he were in control of everything?

She always felt that Fu Cheng was one of the few people in this dark world who still retained a conscience and a bottom line. Recalling the scene of Fu Cheng and Mo Huaixing arguing that day, Gan Tang began to make up a story. "After you two argued, he cried and told me that he didn't want to do this. So I asked him, 'If you don't like doing it, why do you still want to do it?'"

He told me, 'If you're in darkness and can't see the sunlight, then build yourself a lighthouse.'"

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng finally reacted and looked up at the girl in the rearview mirror.

Gan Tang lowered her head and began to plead with him: "So, I beg you to help him. If you don't want to help him, please don't harm him."

"As for Miss Lin, I apologize for my inappropriate remarks yesterday. She did harm me in the past, but I would not seek revenge on her for something that happened so long ago."

I followed her because my father told me she was one of Fourth Uncle's men. I knew Fourth Uncle wouldn't let him get away with this, so I followed Miss Lin to see if I could find out from her how Fourth Uncle would make things difficult for Mo Huaixing.

"I have said all I have to say. If you insist on being my enemy, I am not someone to be trifled with."

With a bang, Gan Tang threw a bottle of water from the back seat at Fu Cheng, got out of the car and left.

Fu Cheng watched her retreating figure and smiled almost imperceptibly: Amo is so lucky.

With Fu Cheng around, Gan Tang couldn't continue trying to win Lin Shuang over. Just when she thought Lin Shuang's plan had failed, Lin Shuang actually called her.

We arranged to meet at a private cinema.

When Gan Tang went in, a Hong Kong film from the last century was playing on the screen. She hadn't seen it before, but she recognized the female lead as Anita Mui, and it was a ghost movie.

A private cinema with three rows and six double seats.

Lin Shuang, bundled up in a hat, sunglasses, and scarf, sat in the corner of the last row. If Gan Tang hadn't entered just as the lights on the movie screen came on, she would have almost thought she'd come to the wrong place.

Gan Tang went over and sat down next to her, noticing that she was clutching a script in her hand. The light was too dim for her to see what the script was, but she could see her trembling hands.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Lin Shuang pulled her trench coat tighter around herself and forced a smile, her pale lips parted: "What did you mean by what you said to me that day?"

Gan Tang said calmly, "The meaning is obvious: if we kill him together, you will be free."

"I can't do it, find another one."

"You can't do it. Where's the same drive you had when you let the snake bite me?" Gan Tang mocked her, then promised, "As long as you leave no trace, I guarantee you won't be implicated."

Lin Shuang shook her head again: "He has been kind to me."

Gan Tang was stunned for a moment, never expecting this reason. She hadn't actually intended for her to assassinate He Zhong; she just thought it best to make a difficult request first, and then discuss the smaller ones that were easier to achieve.

Lin Shuang's voice continued: "I hate him and want to leave him, but he has been kind to me, and I can't hurt him."

Gan Tang hesitated, "If I don't kill him, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you leave him."

"I don't need your help with this." Lin Shuang finally turned to look at Gan Tang. "I can agree to anything else, but I only ask you to help me with one other thing."

"What is it?" Gan Tang was actually a little curious, because she always felt that the most important thing in her heart was to leave He Zhong.

Lin Shuang opened her mouth, but hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to do a lot of things, but I need to see how difficult it is before I decide!"

Lin Shuang gripped the script tightly again, her voice trembling as she said, "Please think of a way to stop Fu Cheng from coming to me again. I can't take it anymore."

Her face was extremely pale and exhausted, as if she had been drained of her last bit of energy, leaving only a skeleton. Gan Tang was also curious about that kind of thing, and subconsciously asked, "Is Fu Cheng that vigorous? Doesn't he have any restraint? Or is he like He Zhong, a pervert in that area?"

Although Fu Cheng may appear to be a gentleman, he is, after all, someone who engages in murder and robbery, and it's impossible to deny that he might have some unusual fetishes. He's also young, and if he wanted to have fun, he could certainly do it more elaborately than He Zhong.

As Gan Tang nodded, feeling that her guess was quite reasonable, a scream rang out beside her, making her ears ring.

"What nonsense are you talking about? He's not that kind of person."

The three questions made Lin Shuang extremely embarrassed, yet the words she blurted out were in defense of Fu Cheng. Lin Shuang lowered her head, her softness tinged with a hint of firmness: "It's understandable that you look down on me, but he's different."

"sorry."

Gan Tang finally realized that her words were a bit too much. She would not have asked such a question if she were facing Tian Tian, ​​Meng Keqing, or any girl on the street.

Ultimately, it was simply that he never respected her, so he never cared about her feelings or the dignity he wanted to protect.

But why did she subconsciously protect Fu Cheng instead of herself?

Gan Tang cautioned, "Even without Fu Cheng, He Zhong would still make you..." seduce others, she changed to a less hurtful way of saying, "...do other things, he won't let you off easily."

"The rest is none of your concern." Lin Shuang asked again, "Do you have a solution?"

Gan Tang scratched her ear, feeling rather embarrassed as she realized she had no experience with such matters: "He likes you, what can I do?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he doesn't like me, there's no way he could like me." Lin Shuang's reaction became intense again.

"Okay, okay, I don't like it." Gan Tang really couldn't understand why she was reacting so strongly, and begged for forgiveness in fear. Once she calmed down, Gan Tang asked for her opinion: "How about I introduce him to a girlfriend?"

“…Okay! As long as he doesn’t come looking for me again, anything is fine.” Lin Shuang then asked Gan Tang, “What do you want me to do?”

Since it was such a small request, Gan Tang didn't dare to ask for anything difficult. She said, "What does He Zhong want to do in Canglan? Can you help me find out?"

"He Zhong has a shipment in Canglan and wants Fu Cheng to help him transport it out. I'll let you know about the rest when I have more information." Lin Shuang put on her mask and left in a hurry.

Gan Tang sat in the theater and finished watching the rest of the movie. Even on her drive home, she was still dazed. What was Lin Shuang thinking? Being with Fu Cheng was surely better than being with anyone else, right?

Why was she so resistant to Fu Cheng?

And the story about "He Zhong being kind to her" sounds so ridiculous!

Gan Tang parked her car on the side of the road, opened her phone, and checked Lin Shuang's past. A piece of her dark history caught her eye.

After thinking for a moment, she dialed Fang Heng's number.