I saw him.
Rong Chang lowered her head subconsciously.
Holding a glass of champagne, she took a small sip, pretending not to see it.
Han Jiahang, who was walking from the front, saw it at a glance.
Her eyes were smiling.
He's coming.
He held up the wine and said he wanted to toast her.
Rong Shang looked up at him and asked, "Why are you toasting her?"
The man smiled and said, "You're the future young mistress of the Feng family, so tell me, shouldn't I offer you this drink today?"
He just saw it.
Feng Lingxue even had a big argument with Feng Jue over this.
It's strange, really.
What exactly does Feng Jue see in Sheng Chang'an?
It's not that Sheng Chang'an is bad.
I just feel like these two people are completely unrelated.
I don't even know where we met.
"laugh."
He was internally mocking her while simultaneously speaking sweetly to her.
Rong Shang nodded, her expression somewhat disdainful.
"Okay, I can accept that reason."
Bang!
The wine glasses clinked together.
Rong Shang squinted at Han Jiahang, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"To be honest, I'm not someone you can just fawn over."
"If you're thinking of getting anything out of me, I suggest you forget about it."
"..."
Han Jiahang was stunned for a moment.
I never imagined that this was how she viewed me.
He pursed his lips, tilted his head back, and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
When he looked down again, his deep gaze was fixed on Rong Shang as he asked her, "Do you have some misunderstanding about me?"
In fact, he has no hostility towards Sheng Chang'an at all.
If it weren't for Feng Jue interfering...
Maybe he's already won her over.
well.
Thinking about it.
He sighed inexplicably.
Rong Chang raised an eyebrow.
He said, "I still wish you happiness."
"goodbye."
With just a few words, Han Jiahang turned around decisively.
He didn't press the matter.
Tonight's drink can be seen as a farewell to their past.
From now on, they will go their separate ways.
No one provokes anyone.
Oh.
fine.
Rong Shang smiled slightly, pursing her lips.
She leaned back and tilted her head back to drink the wine.
*
Second floor.
A soft light shone from the front.
The man was dressed in all black.
He was standing on the edge of the corridor; from this angle, he only needed to lower his head slightly to find Rong Chang's location.
The man glanced at it once, then looked away.
"Young Miss, did Sheng Linfeng come tonight?"
The man brought the glass to his lips, took a small sip, swallowed the dry liquid, and then spoke indifferently.
Feng Lingxue replied with a stern face, "No, only Sheng Chang'an came."
If we hadn't killed that father and daughter sooner...
Who knows how many more wolves will die in the future.
"Heh." The man chuckled coldly, his hand, which was casually resting on the edge of the corridor, tightening slightly.
"Alright, let's kill one as they come!"
He downed the wine in one gulp.
The man wiped his lips.
I was just about to leave.
He turned around but was stopped by Feng Lingxue.
"Lingqi, you have to be very careful."
Feng Lingxue still doesn't know what other tricks this woman has up her sleeve.
Why do wolves suffer repeated defeats when they encounter her?
Turning his head to the side, Lingqi only revealed the cold, hard lines of his profile.
He nodded, his expression exceptionally firm.
“I know, Miss.”
...
At night, dark clouds suddenly gathered high in the sky.
Looks like it's going to rain again.
"Ahhh!"
A scream came from the villa.
Rong Shang's expression changed, she put down her wine glass and quickly stood up.
At that time.
The painful screams echoed around the villa, as if they were coming through a loudspeaker.
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