Rong Hang's hand was pulled back abruptly as soon as it touched Jiang Yixing's face, the spot where his fingertips touched felt like it was being roasted by fire.
Jiang Yixing grabbed Rong Hang's hand as he withdrew it, her fingertips tracing the bloodstains on his hand, a smile in her eyes, "There's blood on your hand."
Rong Hang looked up and took Jiang Yixing into his eyes.
The assistant stood to the side, holding a wet wipe in her hand, unsure whether she should step forward.
Rong Hang reached out and took the wet wipe handed to him by his assistant, then held it in his hand and gently wiped away the remaining dye on Jiang Yixing's wrist.
Jin Qiao was about to come over and talk to Jiang Yixing when Wu Wei grabbed her sleeve.
"Going again?"
Wu Wei gave Jin Qiao a wink, but Jin Qiao was confused. "What's wrong?"
Jin Qiao followed Wu Wei's gaze and saw Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang standing together. Rong Hang was holding a pure white wet wipe, which was gradually being stained red.
As Jin Qiao looked around, she also noticed something was wrong.
They always spent time together, but today they seemed unusually close. There was an indescribable atmosphere between them.
Jin Qiao opened her mouth wide in surprise and was pulled to the other side by Wu Wei without resistance.
However, some people on set just couldn't see it, such as Fang Zhixing, the director.
Director Fang carefully reviewed the footage shot by Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang, noticed a few problems, and without looking up, shouted loudly, "Jiang Yixing, come here for a moment."
Jiang Yixing's hand was still being held by Rong Hang. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fang Zhixing and found him looking down at the screen with a focused expression.
Jiang Yixing smiled and said, "I'm going."
Rong Hang gently brushed his fingertips across Jiang Yixing's arm, leaving a hint of reluctance, and softly murmured "Mmm".
Jiang Yixing was called away by the director, so Rong Hang went to sit and rest outside the venue, his mind constantly replaying the smile in Jiang Yixing's eyes and the words "I like you too".
Rong Hang felt in his pocket and pulled out a ring.
The assistant stood right next to her and could clearly see that it was an antique-style ring with a very large emerald inside.
"Is this for Miss Jiang?"
A hint of disdain flashed in Rong Hang's eyes. He had taken this item from Xie Shun's warehouse. It was not small for a storage ring, and since he needed a storage ring that could hold so many magical artifacts, he accepted it.
The storage ring itself wasn't particularly valuable, but the half of the Xie family's magical artifacts inside were quite good.
After Jiang Yixing finished talking with Fang Zhixing, he saw Rong Hang sitting to the side.
She moved behind Rong Hang, concealing her presence. The assistant saw Jiang Yixing and was about to speak when he saw Jiang Yixing's gesture to silence him.
The assistant obediently shut his mouth, and Jiang Yixing quietly peeked at Rong Hang's cheek, exhaling.
Rong Hang suddenly sat up straight, turned his head and looked up, and saw Jiang Yixing's exquisite profile.
His breathing gradually relaxed, and the coldness in his eyes flashed by, gradually being replaced by warmth.
Jiang Yixing smiled. "Did I scare you?"
Rong Hang shook his head. "No."
He handed the ring to Jiang Yixing; the emerald shone subtly with its green hue.
"A storage ring? Taken from the Xie family's underground vault?"
Jiang Yixing teased in a relaxed manner, a hint of a smile in his voice.
"yes."
Jiang Yixing released his divine sense and probed into the storage ring, "Whoa—"
Jiang Yixing was momentarily astonished by the countless magical artifacts inside, and concluded that the Xie family might have been emptied out by Rong Hang.
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