Before she could finish speaking, the man in front of her rushed up and hugged her tightly.
Rong Shang stood on the balcony outside, listening to the sounds coming from inside.
He sneered, a slight upturn of his lips.
His eyes were filled with indifference.
That's disgusting!
*
When Rong Shang returned to the Mu family home in the middle of the night, the lobby on the first floor was noisy.
The room was filled with people who seemed to be dealing with several men who had broken into the house at night.
Rong Shang didn't know if Mu Chen was downstairs at the moment, so she went straight to the master bedroom.
Finally, they discovered that the man was neither on the first floor nor in his room; judging from the sound, he seemed to have gone to the study.
The timing was perfect; after entering the room, Rong Shang went to the bathroom to wash her face.
When she came out, she pretended to realize that a thief had broken into the villa and was about to go downstairs to check when...
As soon as I stepped outside, a slender figure appeared before me.
Rong Shang looked up and saw that the other person had already reached out to stop her.
"Where did you go?"
Almost an hour had passed since she last saw him. Now, the man stood before her in a black bathrobe, his short hair damp and dripping with water.
"Did you wash your hair?"
"Don't change the subject." The man looked at her, his deep, burning gaze falling on her face, but in the end, his gaze inadvertently glanced down.
The man frowned, his expression changing drastically.
The next second he reached out, and Rong Shang tried to back away, but his hand had already reached up and landed on her neck.
What happened here?
"..."
"Speak." The man glanced up at her, then his cold, sharp voice came from the depths of his throat, "Who's choking you?"
Weren't we going to find Mu Xing?
Why are you injured again?
He seemed to know everything.
And yet, it seems, they know nothing at all.
Rong Shang glanced at him indifferently and pulled his hand away. "It's none of your business."
man,"……"
"Shen Qinghuan".
Rong Shang turned and walked away, the man following closely behind.
Halfway down the corridor, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her from behind, then turned around and pressed her against the cold wall.
"I don't care what you want to do, just don't mistreat yourself."
Don't let him see that she's injured every time she disappears or reappears.
The man's brows were furrowed.
The hot breath sprayed onto the back of her neck. Rong Chang turned her head slightly, her eyes cold.
"Mu Chen, my affairs are none of your business."
"I wasn't interfering in your business." Sensing the woman's displeasure, the man's tone softened considerably. "I just didn't want you to get hurt."
"laugh."
Rong Shang turned around abruptly from his embrace.
"What injury did I sustain?" She looked at him, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Do you know what I'm doing?"
He knows, of course he knows.
He wanted to stop her because he knew she was investigating whether Mu Xing was Mu Chen.
His dark eyes gleamed, and his deep gaze was fixed on her.
He didn't speak, and Rong Shang frowned slightly.
"Whether you know it or not, it doesn't matter."
She grabbed his collar and pulled him close, looking at his handsome face so close to hers, and said coldly, "Don't meddle in my business."
Whether you have memories or not.
"You have things to do, and so do I."
She tried her best to draw a clear line.
The man felt somewhat helpless.
But he knew that was just her personality.
Let's not talk about this anymore.
He smiled slightly, "Things need to be done, but life still goes on, doesn't it?"
He raised his hand, and the man's cool fingers smoothed out her tightly furrowed brows.
Rong Shang's gaze froze for a moment as she heard him say, "Don't frown, it doesn't look good."
In that instant, the distant memories began to become clear again.
Rong Shang frowned in displeasure and raised her hand to slap him, saying, "Don't touch me!"
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