Mu Qingyun met Chrisson's eyes. "So is your news true? If it is, if we catch Brother Mu, General Su will definitely go crazy."

Her face was so sincere that she seemed genuinely hoping he would find Mu Qingyun.

A strange emotion flashed in Krissen's eyes. He didn't speak again, lowered his head, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Hello, the food is served."

Following a remark from the staff member, several waiters brought up the dishes.

Mu Qingyun was completely unsuspecting about the food. She knew that Christen would never tamper with it, and since Mytel's dishes looked good, she naturally had to try them.

Chris watched her eat happily, his face expressionless. He picked up his chopsticks, took a few bites, and then stopped.

"That undercover agent is too stubborn; we're not going to keep him around."

Hearing this unexpectedly, Mu Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, but she kept picking up food with her chopsticks.

She stuffed a large mouthful of food into her mouth and mumbled, "I've been wanting to ask this for a while now. Now that the undercover agent has been caught, why are you keeping him around? Are you waiting for the New Year?"

Chrisson's inner thoughts: ...I really can't figure it out.

“Because he planted a bomb somewhere in Mytel, we can’t kill him for now,” Chrisson picked up a glass and took a sip of water. “But now it seems we can’t keep him alive.”

"Oh, I see." Mu Qingyun calmly continued eating, but the food in her mouth had completely lost its flavor.

“However, I plan to keep him here for three days to seduce Mu Qingyun.” Krissen chuckled, stroking the cup in his hand. “If she dares to come in these three days, I’ll make sure she dies a horrible death!”

Listening to Christensen's words, she continued stuffing food into her mouth, her mind racing.

“However, I’ll only wait three days for her. By this time three days from now, that undercover agent must be dead.” Chrison curled his lips, staring intently at her without any attempt to hide his gaze.

Feeling Chrison's burning gaze, Mu Qingyun knew she couldn't pretend to be stupid any longer.

That gaze was already quite offensive; to act as if nothing had happened would only arouse suspicion.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" She looked up at Chrisson, forgetting to chew her food, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, you look quite cute eating," Chris said with a smile, then lowered his head and stopped looking at her.

"Major, you're acting a bit strange today," Mu Qingyun said, taking the initiative when she saw him lower his head. "You suddenly invited me over for dinner, and not only did you not eat, you kept staring at me. What's wrong with you?"

“I want to be friends with you,” Chris said calmly. “As for staring at you, I told you from the beginning that I think you’re actually quite good-looking.”

Oh, hehe, really?

Mu Qingyun could barely understand what was said, but she couldn't help but complain about this half-sentence. This face with such heavy makeup actually deserved Chrisson's comment, "Pretty good."

Could it be that everything people are saying is false? Is there something wrong with Chrisson's taste in women?

"Thank you, Major. It took me about an hour to do this makeup today. I didn't expect it to be so effective. It actually made you think so differently about me."

She looked up and met Christon's gaze, smiling with satisfaction, and even affectedly reached out to smooth the stray hairs beside her face.

Christon: ...

They really have no self-awareness at all.

His lips twitched involuntarily, and he quickly avoided eye contact with her.

In just one hour, he's turned into this monstrous state. Ha! If he's guessed wrong, and Ling Fenghe isn't Mu Qingyun, then this Ling Fenghe in front of him is truly a freak.

The meal was drawing to a close, and Christon had already said everything he wanted to say. Seeing that she had almost finished eating, he immediately stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll show you around Mytel."

"Okay." Mu Qingyun replied, stood up from her seat, and followed him toward the door.

Once in the car, Mu Qingyun carefully observed her surroundings.

The first place Chrisson took her was to the prison gate.

"This is where the undercover agents are held." Chrisson turned to look at the silver building in front of him. "Want to go in and take a look?"

"Forget it." She immediately shook her head and refused. "I don't want to go here. It looks really creepy."

She glanced at it only once before looking away.

Upon hearing this, Chris leaned back comfortably in his seat and said, "Okay."

He raised his hand and turned on the autopilot. Looking at Mu Qingyun in the rearview mirror, he couldn't see any flaws in her face.

What he said at the restaurant just now was all a lie.

The location of that bomb remains a mystery. Even if he doesn't care, Wang can't possibly not care.

He glanced at the person behind him again, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He enjoyed playing this cat-and-mouse game with Mu Qingyun. Although he wasn't sure if Ling Fenghe was Mu Qingyun, the time he spent was worthwhile.

If Ling Fenghe turns out to be Mu Qingyun, then he can just treat it as a joke and relax. But if Ling Fenghe is indeed Mu Qingyun, then he'll be rolling in it.

The car drove smoothly and came to a stop after a short while.

“This is my castle, my home all to myself.” He stopped the car, opened the door, and said, “Come on, let me show you around.”

Castle?

Mu Qingyun turned her head and stared directly at the building in front of her.

This castle looks similar to the Hidden Vampire Castle; they are the same type of building. The only difference is that the Hidden Castle is located in a deserted suburb, while the Chrysanthem Castle is situated in a quiet place in the middle of a bustling city.

"So luxurious," she exclaimed as she followed in Christensen's footsteps.

“Of course, this cost a lot of money,” Chris chuckled, his tone full of pride. “Moreover, money alone is not enough; you also need a strong network of connections.”

His most prized possession was his castle, so when he heard Mu Qingyun praise it, he couldn't help but show off.

“That’s nice.” She nodded and followed Chrisson inside.

"Major, you're back?" The attendant noticed Chrisson's return and stood respectfully by the door, but his gaze couldn't help but drift towards Mu Qingyun behind Chrisson.

But he only dared to glance at it once, and immediately looked away after that.

Hmm, it seems the major's taste has gotten much worse. How did he end up bringing such a woman home?

"Okay, go and call that woman over," Chris said lazily, continuing to walk forward.

"Yes." The attendant nodded and turned to walk away.

As Mu Qingyun watched the servant leave, a question arose in her mind. Who was that woman? Didn't Chris bring her here for a tour? Why did he suddenly call a woman over?