Yuan Zimi's gaze swept over her.
My gaze lingered on the hairpin she was holding in her hand.
With her well-defined knuckles, she reached out and took the hairpin in her hand, playing with it.
After a long while, he slowly spoke.
"Miss White Peony seems to like me quite a bit."
Su Yan listened without saying anything.
I always felt he had more to say.
Then, I heard his almost laughing tone.
"Falling in love with me at first sight?"
He only really spent time with this Bai Mudan last night.
As a result, the way Bai Mudan showed him protection and care during lunch today was obvious to anyone with eyes sitting there.
He reached out and pinched Su Yan's chin.
I used force.
It hurts so much.
Then he spoke.
"What do you want? Tell me, and based on your performance at noon today, I might agree."
His tone was playful, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Su Yan was very serious
"I want to have dinner with you."
Yuan Zimi was taken aback.
Su Yan
"Can't?"
Yuan Zimi
"Just this?"
"Yes, I only want this."
Yuan Zimi stared at her for a long time before letting go of her hand.
He sat back down in his seat.
Leaning back in his chair, his eyes half-closed.
Su Yan
"May I?"
Someone curled their lips
"Can't."
Su Yan paused.
She reached out and took the hairpin from Yuan Zimi's hand.
He stopped talking.
Yuan Zimi raised an eyebrow.
Look at her.
He was about to speak.
Suddenly, bang bang bang.
Gunshots rang out from all around.
A bullet pierced the glass and landed on the back seat.
Su Yan immediately reached out, grabbed Yuan Zimi's hand, and pressed him down into the back seat.
Yuan Zimi's dark gaze swept over Su Yan's face.
He didn't say a word.
He let her hold him down.
For some reason, the gunshots quickly disappeared.
Su Yan showed no emotional fluctuation on her face.
I watched everything happening outside through the window.
Then they watched as the two masked men on motorcycles who had fired the shots disappeared around the corner after missing their target.
The car stopped.
The people on the bus got off, and then got back on shortly afterward.
"Young Marshal, we've already sent men to chase after them. They can't escape."
The subordinate turned around as he spoke.
Then they saw their young marshal being pinned down on the car seat in an unusually intimate posture.
The subordinate was taken aback.
It took me a long time to come to my senses.
"Young Marshal?"
The subordinate tried to speak.
Yuan Zimi kept his gaze fixed on Su Yan, his eyes lowered.
The position was transferred to Su Yan's hand, which was pressing down on him.
Actually, he didn't use much force; he could open his eyes with just a little struggle.
I was just curious about what she would do.
He had considered all possible outcomes.
The only thing I didn't expect was that her first reaction was to pounce on him and protect him.
Your first reaction in a crisis is genuine.
After a moment of stunned silence, the subordinate quickly looked away.
Yes, at this critical moment of life and death, the young marshal was still able to remain calm and composed, and be affectionate with this singer.
He truly deserves to be called the young marshal!
The subordinates' respect for their superior immediately surged.
The car started moving again.
With the sound of the car vibrating and Su Yan's question, Yuan Zimi came back to her senses.
He reached out and pressed down on Su Yan's shoulder, applying slight pressure.
With a thud, Su Yan fell to the side of the car.
After he sat down, he glanced at Su Yan.
Then, he bent down and took the hairpin from her hand.
He did these things without showing any remorse, or even with an unusual sense of self-righteousness.
Under this atmosphere of condensation.
The car arrived at the Paramount Ballroom.
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