"What?" Yang Dongqing didn't understand what it meant at first.

"My name."

Yang Dongqing was slightly distracted.

Nanmo......

He thought the girl's name was beautiful and poetic after careful consideration, but he was illiterate and could not explain the meaning of the name as well as Nan Mo could.

"It's a nice name. What's the story behind it?"

"Does it sound nice?" The girl was a little surprised: "It's the first time someone said my name is nice. My friends all think my name is weird, so they usually call me Jasmine."

“No, I think it sounds good.”

Nan Mo smiled, this time there was less vigilance and more happiness in her smile.

"The banana tree in the small garden has two fruits hanging down, and the jasmine in the southern province is overwhelming with thousands of flowers."

"What?" Yang Dongqing was stunned again.

"Oh, wasn't it you who asked about the story behind my name?" Nan Mo asked angrily.

"Really? Hahaha..." Yang Dongqing laughed dryly embarrassedly and glanced at the profile of the girl in his arms out of the corner of his eye.

"It really is the best..."

"What did you just say?"

"Ah? Nothing, you heard it wrong."

"But I clearly heard you say something about flowers..."

In a residential building in the distance, Su Mu slowly put down the night vision binoculars, a mysterious smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"What a great Nan Mo, what a great Jasmine! Reality is indeed more interesting than dreams. Even a small person has his or her own shining points. To be precise, it is not reality that is interesting, but the people in reality!"

He hid behind the scenes and witnessed with his own eyes a great show starring Jasmine, and even "heard" the lines clearly.

He can read lips, so that's not a problem.

Because studying in dreams can consume mental energy, he basically kept studying in the later period, and then mastered many interesting life tips, such as making bombs, killing people with bare hands, preparing poisons, etc.

Su Mu casually threw the night vision binoculars to Zhao Zhaoyao, and then ordered lightly: "Go check Nan Mo, this woman is not as simple as she looks."

Zhao Chaoyao's heart trembled: "Yes, Chief!"

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The next day.

The Viper Gang headquarters.

In front of the tall and heavy Ouroboros wall, Su Mu, who had just finished hypnosis, sat in a wheelchair with an empty look on his face.

"The condition is getting worse." His face was pale, almost bloodless, but his eyes were brighter than ever before.

"Chief, Jasmine is here."

The ferocious Zhao Chaoyao brought in the petite Nan Mo.

Nan Mo acted very nervous, and from time to time she glanced at the members of the Viper Gang who were standing around like statues.

"How are things going?" Su Mu's slightly hoarse voice came from the podium, echoing in the empty hall.

Nan Mo looked nervously at Su Mu under the dark gold patterned wall. For some reason, she felt like she was meeting the emperor.

Resisting the urge to kneel down, she quickly said, "It went smoothly. Yang Dongqing didn't get suspicious."

"Yeah." Su Mu nodded, looked at Nan Mo carefully, and asked slowly: "Are you... asleep?"

Nan Mo shook her head stiffly: "No...no, he cared about me very much. He knew that I was frightened and injured, so he didn't touch me."

As if she was afraid that Su Mu would think she was not working hard enough, she added, "But I said I was very scared, so I asked him not to leave. He slept on the floor. In the second half of the night, I was afraid he would catch a cold, so I let him sleep on the bed."

Su Mu's gaze moved down and fell on the other person's slender ankle. The fair skin was still a little red and swollen. It was obvious that the injury was not fake, but a real injury.

"You did a good job. Men won't cherish things that are too easy to get."

Nan Mo's face lit up slightly: "Thank you for the compliment, boss. Actually, I didn't do anything. It's mainly because Yang Dongqing is too naive."

Su Mu shook his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at her with interest: "Don't be modest, your acting is very real, so real that it doesn't seem like acting."

Nan Mo's face froze: "People like us have to deal with all kinds of customers every day, so we all know a little bit of acting skills."

"There's no need to lie. Your acting skills have nothing to do with your profession, but everything to do with your experiences. After all, only if you've really experienced it can you act out that kind of stubbornness in the face of despair."

"Boss, I don't quite understand what you mean." Nan Mo's smile became more and more stiff.

“It’s nothing, I just sent someone to investigate your life, and it turned out that your life is very similar to the script you prepared.

A gambler father, a sick mother, a younger brother who goes to school, and you were once a student who liked poetry and music.

The only difference is that reality is often more cruel than the script, and you are stronger than the script."

Nan Mo was silent. Her face was pale. The worldly air she had pretended to have worn away had long since faded away, and her appearance was somewhat sad and beautiful.

“Luckily, the characters in the script still have parents, but my father was beaten to death by debt collectors, my mother died of illness, and my only brother cut off ties with me because of my work.

At first I did want to sing in a bar, but I had no fame, so I had to agree to the bar owner’s unspoken rules before I could sing there. Later…”

"Stop." Su Mu interrupted, "I know your life better than you know yourself."

Nan Mo was stunned, and the smile on her lips became more and more miserable. She realized that the man in front of her was the leader of the Viper Gang. There was no sympathy for such a person, and she had gotten used to it over the years. No one would sympathize with her, and if there was anyone, they would just do something improper under the guise of sympathy.

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