At this moment, the dim light in the workshop fell, casting layers of shadows on the man's exquisitely handsome and sculpted features.
Rong Shang looked at him with a deep gaze.
I don't know what she was thinking.
After a while, the man could feel her gaze fixed on him.
His thin, slightly red lips parted slightly, and the man suddenly lowered his hand from his forehead and looked over. "What, have you fallen in love with me?"
A teasing voice came from behind her, and Rong Shang snapped out of her daze and rolled her eyes at him.
She turned her gaze away and looked at the passing vehicles outside the window.
The man sat beside her, looking directly into her eyes.
Even without looking, Rong Chang could feel the intensity in the other person's eyes at these moments.
That's strange.
Whenever he looked at her like that, Rong Shang always felt that there were so many things he wanted to say to her in his eyes.
It's as if... we've known each other for a very, very long time.
The acquaintance she mentioned was not due to any mission.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that she was still absent-minded, the man smiled gently.
He suddenly reached out to hug her, but Rong Shang turned her head to look at him and asked, "Have we known each other before?"
The "before" she was referring to wasn't during the time she was doing missions.
If he truly has memories, he will definitely know.
The man hadn't expected her to ask such a question, and his outstretched hand paused.
He raised an eyebrow, seemingly somewhat surprised.
Rong Shang had been staring at him the whole time. After a few seconds, he realized what was happening and asked with a smile, "Are you trying to flirt with me?"
"..."
Okay, I knew I wouldn't get any answers from you.
...
It takes almost an hour to drive from the north of the city to the east.
It was past midnight when we arrived at our destination.
At that time, dark clouds covered the eastern part of the city.
The car slowly drove into the abandoned residential area and stopped in front of a warehouse filled with junk.
At this moment, the dim yellow light illuminated the entire warehouse.
Rong Shang walked on the man's right.
Behind him, Mu Xing was dragged out of the trunk.
That evening, after agreeing to Liang Man's terms of exchange, Rong Shang had Mu Xing's wounds bandaged to prevent him from bleeding to death.
Having been tormented like this, Mu Xing was already half dead. His face was deathly pale, and his weak appearance made him look like he was about to collapse at any moment.
"Bring him in."
The man turned around, and his cold voice rang out. His men immediately dragged Mu Xing into the warehouse.
Upon entering, a foul smell wafted out.
The man subconsciously took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Rong Shang.
She glanced at him, took it, and remained silent.
One step, two steps, three steps...
As they reached the middle of the warehouse, hurried footsteps suddenly came from above.
Rong Shang covered her nose with a man's handkerchief and looked up, only to see Liang Man standing on the second-floor corridor.
This place is open-air, and they can see what's happening upstairs just by looking up from downstairs, as can the people upstairs.
So when Liang Man saw the man being supported but unable to even stand up,
She immediately covered her mouth, her eyes reddening.
"Mu Chen".
Unable to resist, she finally called his name.
Upon hearing Liang Man's voice, the man below's heavy eyelids twitched, and a few seconds later, he struggled to open his eyes.
My vision is blurry.
The woman standing at the edge of the corridor began to appear as a double image as soon as she came into his view.
"Man, Man'er."
The voice was very weak.
Liang Man may not have heard it.
But Rong Chang heard it.
She glanced back at him instinctively, a hint of mockery in her smile.
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