Before anyone could even take a step, Si Yunting grabbed the back of their collar, and after struggling in vain, they were sent flying.
"Aww!"
One after another, Si Yunting caught them and beat them up one by one.
Their agility and ruthlessness are something these people simply cannot defeat.
No wonder they deserted at the last minute.
"Master Si, please don't hit me, I beg you."
Some people were beaten until their faces were covered in bruises, and their masks had fallen off.
He wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by Si Yunting. "Tell me, who sent you?"
Want to capture Yan Ran?
"We, we..."
They were trembling, clearly afraid to reveal the other person's identity.
Si Yunting narrowed his eyes, his aura extremely dangerous. "Not going to talk?"
The long leg slashed down on one of the men's backs, and with a "thud," the man fell to the ground.
"We really can't tell you, Mr. Si."
If Si Yunting finds out, we're definitely doomed.
"Si Yunting, they were sent by Chu Fan."
The man's voice had barely faded when the woman's nonchalant voice came from behind Si Yunting.
In an instant, the man's expression changed.
How did she know that?
They had clearly never met Miss Yan.
"Chu Fan?" Si Yunting murmured, then frowned and rolled up the sleeve of one of the men.
As a result, the iconic tattoo came into view.
The group panicked and timidly looked up at Si Yunting, who just happened to let out a cold laugh.
The voice was sinister and chilling.
"Master Si."
"roll!"
Si Yunting abandoned the man and turned to walk towards Rong Shang. Behind him, several men scrambled away.
"Is it Chu Fan?"
The man's expression was not good, and Rong Shang glanced at him and asked.
"Yes." Si Yunting took her hand. "She's his."
He pulled her into the car, but the blood flowing from the back of her hand stained her white sleeve.
Your hand—
"fine."
Si Yunting answered subconsciously. When he was about to drive off, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at her again. He saw that her expression was indifferent and her gaze was fixed on a certain place, and he didn't know what she was thinking.
"Or... are you worried about me?"
He suddenly leaned in, and Rong Shang snapped out of her daze. The man's handsome features were already inches away.
At this moment, he looked at her with a burning gaze filled with a hint of expectation, and Rong Shang knew at a glance what he was thinking.
She smiled playfully, then without hesitation, lowered her head and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
The pleasant fragrance gradually faded, and Si Yunting's expression froze.
Did Yan Ran kiss him first?
A look of joy appeared in his eyes.
Rong Shang glanced at him; this guy seemed to be imagining some kind of scene again.
Helpless, she lowered her head and tore a corner off the hem of her shirt.
"Let's bandage it first, and we can treat the wound when we get back."
She performed the task with great skill. Si Yunting watched as she pulled his hand over and placed it on the seat, then began to bandage it.
They were very close at this moment, and Si Yunting looked at her almost infatuated.
"Yan Ran, we'll be together, right?"
He always seemed to be plagued by anxieties, sometimes feeling that the woman liked him, and other times feeling that she was particularly indifferent to him.
"meeting."
Although she did wonder at first why he approached her, she had to admit that they would be together.
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