Yes.
Si Jin smiled and said with unwavering determination: She will not only sign, but she will sign happily.
… …
On the other side, after Si Jin returned to her room, Zhong Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He quickly went into the dressing room and changed into a new set of clothes.
After confirming that there were no surveillance cameras, he turned around and went back to the study, opened the mechanism, and hurriedly went back to the basement.
They went to the wire cage and the monitor screen to check it over.
Only when he discovered that he couldn't see the electric chair, rubber band, scolding recorder, emetic, dagger, and military knife in these locations did he finally feel relieved.
He slumped into the chair in front of the monitor and let out a long sigh of relief.
He really didn't expect that Brother Jin would also install a surveillance camera on him.
Fortunately.
Fortunately, Brother Jin didn't witness the scene of his aversion to therapy.
I didn't see his pathetic state of struggling and wailing in the darkness.
It looks terrible.
It would offend Brother Jin's eyes.
How could he bear to part with it?!
Zhong Linyuan took several deep breaths before he could calm down a little.
He got up from his chair and composed himself.
She gave herself a barely passable bright smile in the mirror before going out to find Si Jin.
At that time, Si Jin had just finished drafting the equity transfer agreement and printed it out.
Zhong Linyuan stepped forward. "Brother, are you... done with your work?"
"Okay, let's go."
Si Jin waved the folder in her hand at him, then gently kissed him and asked, "Are you not crying anymore?"
“No…” Zhong Linyuan wiped his eyes, a hint of arrogance in his expression: “I wasn’t crying in the first place.”
"Yeah?"
Si Jin pulled him outside while teasing him:
"Then tell me, people from country Z don't lie to people from country Z."
Zhong Linyuan: "..."
"Okay, I... I cried."
He reluctantly agreed, but Si Jin had already opened the door.
A cool evening breeze brushed against his cheeks, making the usually reclusive Yuan, who rarely went out, feel a little hesitant to leave.
But then I thought about how Si Jin was holding my hand, and I wasn't so scared anymore.
What's there to be afraid of when you go out?
Aren't we supposed to record a radio drama together?
As long as he's there, I'm not afraid of anything.
… …
The headlights came on, and the car sped away.
They quickly located Mu Beixiao's apartment using Xiao Yao's system location.
Ding-dong—
Si Jin rang the doorbell.
In the apartment, Mu Beixiao had just finished showering and came out wrapped in a bathrobe.
I glanced at the cat's eye reluctantly.
Upon seeing the newcomer, his lifeless eyes immediately lit up.
Li Sijin...
How come this little depressed girl, who always seems to be at odds with her, is willing to go out?
Presumably, they finally realized the studio was gone and came to confront her.
That's perfect, I can give them a good humiliation.
Mu Beixiao's red lips curled slightly, her deep eyes flashing with malice.
He reached out to open the door: "Oh, Mr. Li, what brings you here so late at night?"
Women don't look good without makeup.
His skin was dull, and he had a 1cm long scar on his right temple.
Even the collarbone, which wasn't fully covered by her bathrobe, bore a cross-shaped scar.
Perhaps because she disliked the scar, the woman even had a bright red rose tattooed on it.
The moment Zhong Linyuan saw the scar on the other person's collarbone, he immediately tensed up.
My hands were trembling, and even my breathing became rapid.
His peaceful gaze was instantly replaced by a violent killing intent.
Is it...that person?
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